Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The eyes of the Raven ❯ Chapter 2

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Title: The Eyes of the Raven
Author: Skeren Dreamera
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Yu Yu cast! 
Warnings: Yaoi/Shounen Ai
Notes: This is only the beginning, enjoy it.
Feedback: Mickeofas@yahoo.com
 
 
<dd> The silence broke like a shattering of glass and I shuddered with the suddenness of the change from the heavy quiet. The small one in black was the one that had spoken. The little Jaganshi breaking into our silent staring as Kurama peered up into my eyes. He asked the most painful question he could have asked in that sharply terse tone he seemed to favor. "What if Kurama doesn't want you here?"

<dd> I sucked in a breath sharply, unaware of how very panicked I must have looked as I glanced to Hiei, even if my voice was calm and steady, if quiet and low. "Then he... Then he doesn't want me here. I am his to do with as he sees fit, as I said."

<dd> Kurama asked me the next question and I shivered. Would I ever get used to the gift his voice was to me? "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by saying your life is mine? If you die, do I die?" 

<dd> I shook my head immediately, dropping to my knees with my head bowed. I had to make him understand the power he had over me. I had no illusions here, and I wanted him to know there were no limits in what he was to me. And that if he wished, I could be nothing to him. "I've no hold over you. I am yours in everything. You can kill me if you wish and it will not hurt you. Hurt me, and I will only ask you more. You are my being." 

<dd>I had their attention now. I could feel Kurama's turmoil. He knew I was his, and he wanted to keep me. I wasn't sure if I should have been happy or disappointed as I got an understanding of his thoughts. I was a lovely treasure that belonged to him. Therefor, I was his and his alone. I agreed completely with his thoughts, even as I was astounded by how very calculated they were. Emotionless, like I was to be a trinket. I understood though. He was Yoko inside that outer life, because that was who he was first. Yoko had never given up any of his treasures. I finally decided to be happy that he wished to keep me.

<dd> Kurama moved forward, his small, easily annoyed companion clearly displeased when Kurama tipped my chin up to look closer at me. "So you are my toy." His voice was a mildly intrigued, thoughtful alto. 

<dd> I once would have hated myself for the answer that next fell so easily from my lips. "If you want me to be. I am anything that you want of me." I couldn't resist a tiny smirk as I tipped my head and gently nipped at his palm. "But only for you."

<dd> Kurama took a pleasure in knowing that only he had any hold over me, and I smiled at him a bit as I discovered he was pleased. I only wished to please him. "So you will stay. Get off the ground, you are drawing a crowd from our onlookers."

<dd> I moved to my feet as instructed, easily slipping my mask back into place. With Kurama near I wouldn't need it, but I wouldn't risk doing something that might get me sent from him. I couldn't hurt him if I tried, and I knew this. If he wanted to spar, I could spar, defend and attack, but nothing that could kill him. Not anymore. I still had pride, and my own wants, but they were secondary now that he'd been discovered. Kurama had lured me in from the beginning, and I couldn't help feeling the need to be in his presence, even if it cost me my will to be free. Who needed freedom when you had all you wanted after all?

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<dd> I was completely and totally miserable. There was a very good reason for this. I'd made Kurama angry with me, just that fast. So much for my resolution to be good. It was just a reaction! The little black sprite had lunged at me, determined to prove I was dangerous, and I kicked him soundly into a tree by way of response. I was only obedient to Kurama, not anyone else. Nor was I about to let myself become anyone's meat. Of course, Kurama didn't see it like that and decided to test his own brand of punishment. Once he'd determined his human mother wasn't home, he shoved me up the stairs, then locked me in the bathroom by myself with strict order that if anything was damaged, I'd be leaving entirely. 

<dd> So this is how I came to be sitting huddled on the floor of the small room, trying to figure out why it was so damn cold in the space. Ever try the tactic of rewards? You give something, or someone, what they want until they mess up, then you take it away. Apparently Kurama was a believer. Though, I don't think he realized how easily I get cold. Though I have the feeling he didn't much care just now. I'd upset him and he was making sure I knew it. I knew! He could hurry up and let me out. I'd already attempted to open the door, but at his direct command I found myself utterly unable to let myself out. So I huddled. I dragged my legs up to my chest as I continued to shiver, then buried my face against my knees, drawing my heavy coat closer around myself. I wasn't someone who could stay still, or sit in a confined, chilly space, for a long period of time, damn it. I just knew when he finally got around to remembering I was here that I wouldn't even be able to move. See? He just went and dismissed me from his thoughts for a while. The cruel, beautiful bastard that he was to do this. He could have at least remembered I was up here.

<dd> It was a good three hours before I heard the door open, but I didn't move beyond my shivering. I had never realized I was claustrophobic before, but it was keenly apparent to me now. I hadn't ever been stuck somewhere without being able to blast my way out, and without that ability I was terrified. Instead of looking up to Kurama I just stayed in my little ball, letting him sort out his shock at finding me like that. I was cold, and I was panicky, but I couldn't move, I was just shivering to horribly to try.

<dd> Kurama knelt down beside me and ran his fingers through my hair, trying to coax me to lift my head. I wanted to. I really, really wanted to, but I simply was too cold, his touch burning me like fire. Compared to me he was a furnace, and he was quickly to really how icy my skin was. "I didn't think it was that cold in here." His voice was soft, his planned words fading into nothing as he drew me to my feet. I tried to stand, I truly did, but my knees gave out on me. I felt so frail right then, like I was trying to do the impossible.

<dd> "S... Sorry." I barely got out the words between my chattering teeth as he had to practically pick me up to pull me from the bathroom. It was, put bluntly, humiliating. I had never felt so demeaned in my life, and there was not one thing I could do about it. It only became worse as the little black one came to see what was taking Kurama so long, and his smirk faded into an expressionless mask. It was good to know he wasn't about to laugh at my weakness, and I looked away from them both, still shivering badly as I was settled into a bed that I knew to be Kurama's.

<dd> I could feel him tugging at my coat, trying to pull it off so I could get under the cover and get warm faster, but I couldn't let go of the warmth that it was offering me. So I held on tight to it. "How did you get so cold in there?" Kurama's voice was questioning, and gave up on the coat, trying to rub the warmth back into me.

<dd> I rolled into his touch, eyes closing as I tried and failed to quiet my shivers. I could talk now though since my teeth had stopped clicking at each other. "Was a cold... Small space." Well that came out wonderfully coherent didn't it? I also gave him another punishment right there if he chose to use it on me, small spaces. That bathroom wasn't so small, not really. But how would I handle a closet, or a box? Would I have to? I forced my eyes open, though my face was still averted. He was confused. Not that I could blame him for being confused, I was too. "I couldn't get out."

<dd> Kurama paused, turning my face so I had to look at him. Damn him, he knew I couldn't deny that and he was using my wants against me. "Explain." It was an order, not a question.

<dd> "You said to stay and not to damage anything. I..." Time to fess up to disobedience already. I had so far to go with him still before I could even consider quelling my will. "I tried to open the door, unlock it, anything, but when I tried... I felt weak, and I had to stop before I passed out. So I couldn't get out... I've never been unable to get out of a room before." My voice dropped to a faint whisper and I closed my eyes, deeply ashamed of my own failings, both in my effort to get out of the room, and my inability to do so once I'd tried to do it anyway.

<dd> Kurama took it in, finally moving his hands away from me, and I followed them in a brief, quickly aborted movement as I realized what I was doing. I was once stronger than this, what had happened? Was I even still a person with a will of my own at all? Then I considered the fact that I had kicked the small one into a tree. Yes, I had a will on my own. Kurama just owned it. I opened my eyes again as I felt Kurama tug off my shoes quickly then roll me to the side. I gave him a mildly confused look and he just shook his head, tucking me under the covers of his bed so his scent surrounded me. "Go to sleep now. We have more to talk about, but later." 

<dd> I nodded at him, closing my eyes as exhaustion swept over me. The last thought I garnered from Kurama before I fell into slumber was amazement over his control on me. Oh goody.

To be continued.
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