Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Soul Mates ❯ Raven: the bat out of hell ( Chapter 2 )

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A/N: Well the update is sooner than I was expecting. I guess I'm a bit excited to get rolling with the story. Thanks for the reviews!

 

I'm going to attempt something new and add some music lyrics to this chapter because I see that they would fit. I hope you enjoy them. This is my first time doing this so I'm going to try to fit it all in.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or the lyrics to this song featured in this chapter.

 

Chapter 2: Raven: The bat out of hell

 

The alarm clock seemed to have gone off too early that morning as Kurama hit the snooze button. He had hardly even gotten enough rest due to his thoughts about today when he would go see the new guy at the strip club. Between the moment when he had left the club and now as he lay in bed thinking, time seemed to have come to a standstill.

 

He hardly could believe that this could be it, that this guy could really be him. It made his heart beat rapidly in excitement. Kurama remembered again that he shouldn't be so hopeful. There was a major chance that this guy might not even be his lover.

 

Getting out of bed before the snooze button went off again, he turned the alarm off, and then, slipping on a silk pair of pants, he headed to the bathroom for a morning shower. He wanted to make sure he smelled good before doing any introductions. And this time, he wouldn't slip.

 

Seeing the nicely formed bruise all down his side, he touched it lightly wondering if he should put some pain-relieving lotion on it. Deciding against it, he stripped out of his pants and carefully climbed into the shower.

 

He made his way through the shower without further incident and got out to dry off. Slipping on the green silk pants before pulling the curtain closed, Kurama exited out of the bathroom to make his way downstairs. He would tell his mother that he wasn't up to going to school that day.

 

Shiori was at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee as she read through the morning paper. Hearing her son's footsteps she looked up to see her son not ready for school. “Good morning, Suichi. What's wrong, sweetie?” she asked.

 

“Morning mother, I just want to let you know I am not going into school today. Can you call in for me in please?”

 

Shiori was a bit shocked that her son didn't want to go to school. He hardly ever missed school, maybe once every so often when things couldn't be helped. This latest news led to concern as to why he didn't want to go. “Why? Are you feeling sick?”

 

“No, it's just my side. I think it's worsened; I may have cracked something. I'm going to the clinic later on today,” Kurama said. He hated lying to his ningen mother but it was something he had to do.

 

“Well, alright. I'll be at work so you'll need to take the bus there if you can't drive,” Shiori said as her eyes fell on her son's side. It did look pretty nasty, and it almost made her think that there was something far worse than a bruise or a fracture.

 

“I can drive. Don't worry about it,” Kurama replied as he went to the fridge for something to drink. “The clinic is not that far, anyway.”

 

Kurama had always been able to lie flawlessly to his mother if he tried, and she always bought it, thinking there was nothing her son was hiding behind such an innocent face. It was an innocent face that hid so many lies behind a smile that had everyone wondering what he was in good spirits about all the time.

 

“Alright then, I'll call your school and tell them that you'll be gone today. You go rest, and just watch TV.”

 

Pouring himself a glass of strawberry banana juice, he closed the cap of the jug and put it back in the fridge. “I'll make my own appointment too, mother. So don't worry about that,” he said softly as he started to down the drink.

 

Exiting the kitchen, he made his way back up the stairs to his room. He had about 7 hours to kill before he would head off to the strip bar. And those hours would most likely go by as slowly as molasses in the wintertime. Kurama couldn't exactly sleep those hours off easily either as he had the bar on his mind.

 

Closing the door and locking it behind him, Kurama sat down on the bed as he grabbed for the remote to turn on the TV, and flipped through the channels until he found a music station of his liking so he would able to listen, and maybe look up once in a while to watch. He kind of wished that Hiei would drop by to keep him company during his wait. Then he would at least have someone to talk to.

 

Reaching over to his sidetable drawer, he pulled out a few Rubik's cubes that were mis-matched. Kurama always found it entertaining to solve the block, no matter how many times he completed it. It kept his mind busy and out of trouble.

 

It was only an hour later when there was a rapping on the window, drawing Kurama out of his concentration on his third Rubik's cube. Looking over to the window he saw Hiei looking back at him before lifting the window and entering. He didn't say anything as he entered and climbed off of his desk. “I see you're skipping out on your schooling.” Hiei said finally as his eyes landed on the finished Rubik's cube blocks on the bed. “I had stopped by your school to glance in your classroom but you weren't there. But I am not so surprised, knowing you.”

 

“I'm going to the bar like I said I would. I just have to make sure,” Kurama said, setting down the cube. Stretching with his arms over his head, he continued. “My mother won't know anything about it for now. She thinks that I'm really heading off to the hospital about this bruise.”

 

Hiei looked down on Kurama's side to see that it looked worse than it did the day before. Coming closer he stared more intensely at it. He knew that it might look bad but it was healing. “Doesn't hurt too badly, does it?”

 

Shaking his head, Kurama got up off his bed to go to the closet to pick something out for the club. He wanted to look good, and make an impression. “I don't want to stick around the house the rest of the time that I am waiting. I think we should go for a walk or something,” Kurama said as he skimmed through his nice clothes over to the right side of the closet where he kept his more `skimpy' clothes. He rarely wore those clothes except when he went out to the clubs or was feeling one of his dark moods. Otherwise he wore his more nerdy dress clothes.

 

Picking out some low cut black leather biker pants with a few chains attached to them leading from the front pockets to the back pockets, a pair of black leather steel-toe boots and a crimson long-sleeved mesh shirt, Kurama set them on his bed. Hiei stared at the outfit he had seen his friend wear a handful of times before they stopped going to the bar. He was sure that it made his friend feel better about himself as he revealed his nice pecs, and mouth-watering abs, and hips that had every guy in the club chasing him.

 

“Are you sure you want to wear that? It'll show that bruise you have there,” Hiei said, crossing his arms across his chest.

 

“I'm covering it up.”

 

“How?”

 

“Make up,” Kurama replied simply as he went over to his desk and pulled out a tube of skin-toned paint, along with a compact of powder. “I've always used this with my bruises, remember?”

 

Hiei remembered. Every time his friend had got himself into a fight in Makai he had to hide it from others. Especially with his mother who would question the marks immediately. But most of the time he hid his injuries well from the people around him.

 

Yet lucky for him, his injuries often healed quickly due to his youkai. Now that his heat was approaching, his body would double the time for healing; causing a faster healing rate. Knowing that, Hiei was aware he would find Kurama better within a few days.

 

“Are you going in that?” Kurama asked as he slipped on the mesh long-sleeved shirt, eying Hiei's black colored silk pants and black torn-up tank top stained with dark patches of red blood that no one would ever notice nor think anything of if they did. He also wore his head-band so nobody could see his Jagan eye and freak out.

 

Kurama knew that Hiei didn't want to change into anything sexy for the club. He didn't desire any human companionship and found no need to dress to impress.

 

“Hn… Unlike some, I don't need to dress to impress,” Hiei said, his chin in the air and his arms crossed over his chest.

 

Shrugging, Kurama slipped out of his pants, revealing a firm tight ass that almost had Hiei panting for more than a simple view. Kurama had known Hiei for a while, and with them being former boyfriends, they knew what each other looked like naked and were completely comfortable with being undressed around each other. With Hiei now seeing Kurama nude like this, along with the knowledge that his heat was approaching, Hiei wished that Kurama would choose him for a releaser when the time came.

 

Not being able to help himself, Hiei watched as Kurama slipped on his leather pants that would cover the sinewy ropes of muscles running in his legs. Those legs just begged to be spread apart or be wrapped around his hips as Hiei took him. Hiei could just groan with the thought, but held back as his thoughts were interrupted by Kurama.

 

“Do you think I should wear my eyeliner?” Kurama asked as he started to cover up his bruise.

 

Shaking his head, “No, I think your eyes stand out as it is.”

 

Kurama hummed as he added the final touches to his make up before surveying his work. Clearly satisfied, he pulled his shirt down. “How does it look?”

 

“You look good,” Hiei said delightfully.

 

Kurama smiled before starting to strap on his boots. After making quick haste in doing it they were soon able to leave out his bedroom window. Kurama didn't want to have his mother being suspicious of how he was going out when she was still there. All she knew was that he was in his bedroom resting for going to the clinic.

 

“So did you sleep well?” Hiei asked as they made their way down the street.

 

Kurama shrugged, his hands in his pocket as they felt for a rubber hair-binder so he could pull his hair into a ponytail. “Well, I didn't get any sleep. I've been thinking about him a lot. And those thoughts kept me awake most of the night last night.”

 

Hiei didn't say anything for a moment as he watched his friend put his hair into a high ponytail which made him look even more girly. “I don't get why you wear it up, it makes you look like a girl, Fox,” Hiei said, his arms crossed as he walked.

 

“It keeps it from getting tangled on a day like this,” Kurama replied as he jerked his chin up to the sky just as a gust of wind blew past them. Though it was a really warm day the breeze was nice and cooling.

 

“So what if it isn't him?” Hiei asked, changing the subject. He didn't feel like talking about the weather. It was a boring subject matter.

 

Kurama didn't speak for a few minutes as they soon reached the park. He wasn't sure what he would do or say if it wasn't him. He'd probably just go get a blow job or something, and go home leaving it all behind him. Then again, like most times when this happened, he just went home to sulk in his room for a few days.

 

Hiei waited patiently as Kurama made up his mind as to what to say. He knew it wouldn't be long until his friend replied. Before Kurama could reply, Hiei replied for him. “What? Go sulk in your room or something?”

 

The fox demon looked over to his friend with sad green eyes. “You know me too well.” Kurama smiled softly as he looked to the oncoming path. It was the path that he often took through the woods to get to school quicker on days that he chose to walk. “Let's drop by my school; you can grab my homework for me. I don't think Mother is going to stop by there and retrieve it for me.” Pulling off the path, they started towards the school.

 

 

Hiei left Kurama at the front gates to the school, making his way up the steps and through the front doors. Having been in the school to see Kurama many times before, he knew where to go. Not being lucky, the halls were filled with ningen's which bumped into him or got in his way as he had to push his way through the crowded hall just to get to the second to the last door on his right, at the end of the hall.

 

Swimming through the sea of students made Hiei wonder how Kurama could even stand it. But somehow Hiei was sure that Kurama actually couldn't.

 

Finally at his destination, Hiei entered the classroom just as the warning bell rang. Looking around he found it to be a lab. `Must be his biology class he told me to come to,' Hiei thought as he remembered that he was supposed to get to the Fox's biology class room then go to his math room, and then his reading class.

 

“Can I help you?” asked the teacher as he noticed the kid that didn't look like he belonged in his class. “You're not my new student are you?”

 

Hiei narrowed his eyes. “No, I'm here to collect Kurama's homework. He's not going to be able to come today. So he asked me if I could grab what homework you have assigned.”

 

“And just who might you be?”

 

“I'm his friend.”

 

“Alright, well give me a moment to gather the papers together, and make a list of what he should be doing tonight,” the teacher replied.

 

Hiei waited for the teacher to finish collecting Kurama's work, and as he was waiting he couldn't help but feel a faint energy of another demon. It puzzled him to wonder why he was picking up on this. As he tried to locate the energy it soon disappeared. `I wonder if the Fox has picked up the energy.'

 

“Here, give this to him,” the teacher said handing him a nice stack of papers. “Do you know his other classes?”

 

Hiei nodded. Not saying anything, he just left out the door on the way to the other classes. It wasn't long before he was holding a large pile of homework, and he was finally able to get out of the school to find Kurama waiting for him.

 

“Here,” Hiei said irritated, as he handed his friend the stack of papers. “We should bring these back to your place. By the time we get there it will be time to go to the bar.”

 

As they walked Kurama had said nothing about ever noticing any presence of any other demon in the area. That made Hiei wonder how focused Kurama was with finding the truth of whom this new go-go boy was. Kurama was always good at tracking others, and detecting anyone in his territory. But if there were a really powerful demon that was masking himself to others it would be more difficult to detect.

 

Hopefully it wouldn't be someone else, like some enemies in Makai that might have found themselves in the human world.

 

 

 

Finally reaching the bar around 12:21, after a trip back to Kurama's place, they paid the cover charge and went inside. In there was a small crowd of people that were waiting for the next performance. While Hiei took a seat nearby, Kurama went up to the bartender for a drink.

 

“You're back?” the bartender greeted, recognizing Kurama's red hair and brilliant green eyes. The bartender eyed his new customer with a hungry look. The day before when the kid had come in all he was wearing was a red dress shirt and tapered looking pants that didn't show off any of his figure. Now he was wearing the nicer clothes that hugged his upper body.

 

“Yes, I'll have a Long Island iced tea and a bottle of beer please,” Kurama said, quickly ordering his drinks before starting any further conversation. Not being carded Kurama didn't hesitate to continue. “Do you know if he's here?”

 

“The guy you're looking for?” the bartender asked, remembering what Kurama had asked earlier. “Yeah he's here today. He'd just getting ready to begin. The show is starting soon. Better get a close-up seat. The crowds going to be coming soon, even if it is noon and you won't get much of a view.”

 

Watching the bartender finish mixing his drink, Kurama couldn't help but feel the excitement swell inside him. He felt like he was waiting for a movie he'd been dying to see or a vacation he had been so excited about going on. Now he was here and Kurama couldn't seem to grasp the reality of it.

 

“Is there a way to get a back-stage pass?” he asked earnestly.

 

“Pay me about 3,000 yen and I think I can get you back to see him.”

 

Kurama didn't have an extra 3,000 yen on him. He did have it; however, he had really only brought enough money to get in and maybe get a lap dance if it wasn't who he was looking for. Now hearing this made him wish he had a credit card. “Sorry… I don't have it. I guess I'll just have to watch,” Kurama replied sadly as he took his drinks.

 

“Don't be so down, last week no one even got backstage!”

 

Paying for his drinks he quickly headed for the table closest to the stage. Hiei swiftly followed behind him grabbing his drink from Kurama's grasp. “VIP treatment you want, huh?” Hiei said as he took a seat across from Kurama and also faced the stage.

 

“Yeah, too much right now, even if I did tell them I knew him.” Kurama looked around for a clock anxiously. “I wonder what time it is.”

 

“There's another half hour before it starts,” said someone nearby.

 

Kurama looked over to see another stripper standing a few feet from him. He wasn't wearing much other then a tight pair of leather pants giving his ass some shape, as well as defining his bulge. He had blond hair that was to his shoulders and his eyes were hazel. He wore a choke collar and leather cuffs.

 

“Thanks.”

 

“I heard that you were looking for VIP passes?” he said as he started over to them. “Is there a particular reason why you would want such thing other than to fuck the brains out of some of the boys back there?”

 

“Well… I'd love to talk to this Raven guy. I think I might know him,” Kurama said as he felt Hiei's eyes on him, unsure of where this was all going.

 

“Of course, everyone is in here to see him. And you say that you know him? Doubtful though. He just moved here as I'm sure you've heard. But I'm going back there in a bit. I'll let him know that someone in the audience is a bright redhead who claims to know him. The raven might just want to meet you.”

 

“Can you get me a VIP pass for free, please?” Kurama said, getting more desperate.

 

The stripper smiled and shook his head. “Sorry, Red. I can't. I don't know you much. And you're not my friend, yet.”

 

“It would mean a lot if you did.”

 

Shaking his head again the stripper just started to walk away. “I can maybe have him start early if you really like. But that's all I can do,” he said, starting off the floor to the stage entrance.

 

“What an ass,” Hiei muttered taking a drink of his beer. He would have preferred a hard liquor, but he wasn't about to get drunk that night.

 

“I agree.”

 

“Guess all we can do is wait.”

 

 

 

 

“Guess you got a big fan out there, Rav,” the blond stripper said as he came through the stage door, and into the dressing room.

 

“Aren't they all big fans, Blondie?” Raven said as he put on the final shackled cuff, each of which had a few chain links attached to them, along with a black strip of cloth; replicating some of his old armor he had worn in the other life, which wound around each of his arms and were tied at the arm pit.

 

Although he had only been here for about 3 weeks, Raven was already used to being groped and people asking him to let them backstage. And many asked him simply for a good fuck, a request that he always denied, regardless of the price. He wouldn't ever allow himself to screw anyone else, only that special someone that he had been searching for as long as he had been in the human world.

 

Looking as he did, his work never came without a price. He also had stalkers that he dealt with on a daily basis. Of course, nothing really got ugly.

 

Blondie shrugged. “Well this guy, he claims he knows you.”

 

Picking up a brush and running it through his silky river of dark hair, Raven scoffed. “Hardly anyone knows me, I just moved over here from another part of the country. I've never even been here.” Rapidly brushing through his hair he set the brush down. “What does he look like anyways?”

 

“He's a redhead. And one with the reddest hair you'll ever find. He has striking green eyes, too. The guy shouldn't be hard to distinguish. Why don't you give him a show? Single him out. I'm sure he'll just cream himself if you do so.”

 

Raven laughed. “No doubt about that. But I'll look for him. If I find I like him, I'll definitely go after what I like.”

 

Blondie smiled. “Good, do you have any problems starting early?”

 

“Nope, I'm as good as I'll ever be,” Raven said, throwing his hair in a quick high ponytail.

 

 

 

 

Kurama and Hiei waited impatiently as the room was soon filled with customers. The lights became much dimmer signaling that the show was almost immediately starting. Soon Kurama's question would be answered.

 

“Alright boys, here is what you've been all waiting for, Raven: the bat out of hell!” announced the DJ as a roar of hoots, catcalls and howls of joy went through the room. The DJ put the music in and pushed Play.

 

I'm bringing my sexy back,

Them other boys don't know how to act

I think ''ts special… what's behind your back

So turn around and I'll pick up the extra slack

 

 

[The bridge]

 

Dirty Babe,

You see these shackles baby? I'm your slave

I'll let you whip me if I misbehave

It's just that no one makes me feel this way,

 

(Take it to the chorus)

 

Kurama couldn't believe his eyes as he beheld a stripper who wore nothing but a black pair of soft leather pants that clung to every muscle in his leg; that were immediately torn off of his body with surprising ease to reveal a tight black thong. He also had on some shackled cuffs and his hair down well past his shoulders; even being in a pony tail reached to the middle of his back.

 

What struck Kurama also besides the man's looks was a chained necklace that had a pendant similar to the one that his old lover used to wear before he was killed. Now Kurama had it stored away in his room for safe keeping. He also wore leather looking material arm wrap that covered both his arms, and remained tied under his armpits. In their other life, it was used as a sort of protection as well as a fashion item.

 

Raven was about 6 foot 5 inches, and had the most beautiful eyes that matched him in every way with a mix of amethyst and azure blue speckled into the blend. It matched his partner's description perfectly. Raven even had a light scar over his neck that Kurama nearly missed as the stripper began dancing on the pole in an erotic dance that enthralled Kurama. Kurama also couldn't have missed two jagged scars on each side of his back right on each of his shoulder blades, where his wings should have been. There were many other faint scars but Kurama wasn't sure what they were from.

 

He would make sure that he would ask him later.

 

(chorus)

 

Come here girl, go head be gone with it,

Come to the back, go head be gone with it

VIP, drinks on me

Lemme see what you're twerking with

Look at those hips,

Makes me smile

Go `head child and get your sexy on

 

He was enthralled with disbelief, and captivated in the smooth movements as the Bat out of Hell ground himself against the poll and slid back and forth before skimming the crowd with his eyes. His eyes met Kurama's; causing him to almost lose his grip on the pole and fall off to the side. But with some great reflexes he bounced back to the pole, swinging around it.

 

Coming down to the ground, he did a small cat-stretch giving everyone a nice view of his ass as he swayed the globes back and forth. His hands groping himself, pinching his ass and then his pierced nipples, allowing his hands to coming down his tanned well-chiseled chest with washboard abs just below to his thong where he stroked the front of it; giving himself a semi-erection.

 

I'm bringin' my sexy back

Them other fuckers don't know how to act

Girl let me make up for all the things you lack

Because you're burning up I got to get it fast

 

(Take it to the bridge)

 

Hiei glanced over to his friend who was too spellbound by the fact that Raven was really who he had been looking for, to even notice that the red hair of his had seemed to get longer and silver strands of silver were appearing more and more. His human ears soon disappeared into large silver fox ears on top of his head. Hiei couldn't allow his friend to shift into his youkai form in front of a bunch of ningen's.

 

“Kurama!” Hiei hissed turning his friend's shoulders to meet red against green speckled gold. “You're shifting! Stop it!”

 

Alarmed, Kurama felt the top of his head, and felt two furry fox ears. Glancing back to the stage, he could tell Raven had obviously seen them when no one else had, and was struggling to hold his natural composure as he danced. Neither of them wanted to see this new development of a demon in the room, so the only thing that he could do was continue his dancing.

 

Dirty babe

You see these shackles baby I'm your slave

I'll let you whip me if I misbehave

It's just that no one ever makes me feel this way

 

(Take it to the chorus)

 

Grabbing a good hold of himself internally, Kurama shifted into his natural redhead ningen form. Looking around he found everyone still captivated by Raven. Ignoring Hiei's continued stare, Kurama took a large gulp of his drink; his eyes still drawn to the stripper who was starting to come off the stage towards him, almost causing him to cough up his drink.

 

Kurama had never realized that in the shows they had at the bar that the strippers would come off the stage for anyone. But apparently it was allowed because no one said anything, they just cleared people away with a few reluctant hand grabs that were quickly swatted away before some of the bouncers glared them a warning.

 

Come here girl go head be gone with it

Come to the back, go head be gone with it

VIP, drinks on me

Lemme see what you're twerking with

Look at those hips,

Makes me smile

Go `head and get you're sexy on

 

Raven made it over to him in ground-eating strides. Kurama seemed frozen in place as Raven pulled his chair away from the table and closer to himself, without any touches. “You might want to put your hands under your bottom, Fox… Don't want you getting thrown out…” he whispered, his voice filled with mixed emotions.

 

Swallowing his lump in his throat, Kurama just nodded and did what he was told. All Kurama could do is smell his partner's captivating smell, and desire his touches.

 

Raven pretended to be in his show as he ground against Kurama's leg, cupping his cheek as he brought himself even closer so that his heated breath was felt by Kurama. “Is it really you?” he asked breathlessly, his hand reaching between them to the hard erection that was forming underneath Kurama's pants.

 

Kurama could only nod as his eyes began watering up.

 

“Don't cry right now, there can be more of that later. Come to the back after this song. I'll tell them that you are allowed back there,” he said.

 

“Kuronue…”

 

That confirmed everything as Kuronue pulled away, as no one knew his real name there. Even if the fox that was claiming to be his Kurama was a fraud, regardless of what he had seen earlier as there were plenty of other demons in the ningen world that could shift into any desired form and hunt him down to kill him, but nobody knew his name. They just knew he went by Raven all the time. Now everything became much clearer. This was really his Youko Kurama.

 

I'm bringing my sexy back

You motherfucker's watch how I attack

If that's your girl, baby watch your back

Cuz you're burning up for me and that's a fact.

 

 

Kurama watched as Kuronue sashayed back to the stage as the final words to the song played, giving everyone a finale as he tore off his thong, and gave the pole a few spins as he came down to the stage floor, giving everyone in the room a delicious view of his body. Kurama wasn't sure if he liked how Kuronue ended it. His youkai now recognized him and became naturally possessive. But Kurama accepted it quickly, telling himself that it was only a job.

 

Hiei looked back over to Kurama, “It's him, huh?” he asked.

 

Kurama nodded. “He wants me backstage. Let's start over there,” Kurama said as he watched Kuronue get up and start over to the backstage door; glancing over his shoulder to see if Kurama was coming. Seeing that he was he smiled, this was what he had been waiting for all his long years in the ningen world.

 

Now they would meet after long years of hell and torment.

 

 

A/n: Like how this was put together? Should I do it some more?

 

Reviews are most appreciated.

 

Lyrics borrowed off of: http://www.completeablumblyrics.com/lyric/130587/Justin=Tim berlake+-+Sexyback.html

 

Disclaimer: I don't own any JT lyrics.

 

Sorry for any lyric mistakes.

 

 

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