Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ the Hanyou II: All's Fair in Love and War ❯ Chapter 4 Breaking Points ( Chapter 4 )

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

A/N- Thank you for the reviews! And as promised after the 2 reviews, here's another chapter. I will not be around a week after the 6th of July; Mission Trip 4 church. There fore, I think it'll be awhile before I updated after this. At least 2 weeks.

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Refugee

I'm an enemy

Of your beliefs

Don't hate me

Because I disagree…

Linkin Park: Refugee

4- Breaking Points

The baby decided to wake its mother up rather rudely today. Desota's abdomen clenched and convulsed as she started to wake up. She moaned out her ache in her stomach and gritted her teeth as she swallowed forcefully to stave off the unavoidable urge to regurgitate. She threw off the covers and started to get up, but felt something hold her down by her stomach. Taking calming breaths to control her morning sickness, the young half demon carelessly looked over her shoulder, thinking she was just caught up in the sheets or something. She had to almost slap her hand over her mouth when her stomach nearly dropped in surprise to see Kurama there just now waking up groggily from the sudden disturbance. She felt her muscles tighten and groaned as the result was speeding up the regurgitation process.

“What's wrong?” he yawned, loosening his hold around her waist.

“Pl-please …. Let go,” she muffled best she could while trying to shove down her stomachs protesting at not being able to empty like it wanted to.

Kurama must have suffered lack of sleep, because her request just didn't click very well. He blinked the sleep out of his deep emerald green eyes and raised his eye brows, “Huh?”

Pregnancy was underrated. Her temper was flashing as her frustration mounted, “I'M ABOUT TO PUKE BUT YOU'RE HOLDING ME!”

“Oh!” That woke him up….

He quickly let her go and watched her fumble as quickly as she could to the bathroom down the hall. She didn't even bother to close the door, letting the other two occupants in the house hear everything that was being shoved from her stomach and mouth into the toilet. It wasn't very pleasant, and it had a reeking smell to match, but the boys were used to it by now. She got morning sickness at least once a week lately.

Kurama stood up and stretched as he walked over to his closet to get out his school uniform. It was only 4:30 am, but he might as well get dressed now. Kokota passed by his room on his way to the kitchen, only to back track and look back at Kurama, surprised to see he'd returned.

“When'd you get home?” the boy asked.

“Late last night.” Kurama replied while he tugged off his unbuttoned night shirt and started to put on the undershirt of his uniform.

“It's almost as if you got the phone call from Shiori and Dad last night. They said they'd be home today. Their trip was cut short because something was going on in the States, but they should be going back with in 2 weeks or so. They called back not 3 hours later saying that all the flights were filled so they'd have to just lay low in the states for a while. They might not contact us in the days to come.” Kokota informed, “Since we're all already up, I might as well get some toast for us, Desota will need something light to ease her stomach. That baby's really coming down on her lately.” He said as he walked on down the hall.

Kurama stiffened in surprise. Was the baby hurting her some how?? Did something go wrong in his absence?

//Hakkuto, we need to get Hakkuto to look at her today.// Yoko said.

`Agreed'

Kurama followed his younger step-brother down to the kitchen, noting that Kokota had generously closed the door for Desota's privacy, “Has she been having troubles?”

“Not really, at least that's what she said, but then she tends to underestimate things like this. She went to see her doctor just the other day after school, but he said the baby was just starting to grow stronger and was getting restless.” Kokota said while he took out some slices of bread for each of them and coated them with butter.

`So she's fine. The baby's just getting restless.' Kurama sighed.

//Well, it is my pup, of course he's eager to see his old man!// Yoko half heartedly joked.

`WE. Yoko, you're not the only one who helped make him…. Is it a him or a her?'

//It's a him//

`You don't know do you? Wishful thinking?' Kurama arched a brow.

//It's a HE// Yoko insisted.

The bathroom door opened and Desota stepped out looking slightly disheveled. She felt light headed and heavy at the same time while she slowly made her way to the kitchen in time for Kokota to finish setting their breakfast on the table.

“Feeling better?” the boy asked.

“I think I'm not going to school today. It hit a little harder than normal since I didn't get to the toilet in time and all the muscle clenching and what not….. Which reminds me,” her sickly expression narrowed on the red head who was pouring a glass of orange juice for himself at the island counter in the kitchen, “What were you doing in the bed when I woke up?”

Kurama shrugged but he had a teasing smile since Kokota's back was turned, so he kept the smile out of his voice so only she could see it, “Last I checked it was my bed. So of course when I stumbled home last night already half asleep from my trip, I fell right into my own bed. You just happened to be in it.”

Kokota turned around quickly. He knew this was getting good and he watched Desota's dark brows knot in rising anger.

She was about to retort when Kokota's step brother, Suichi, beat her to it, “Might I ask, what YOU were doing in my bed last night?”

Kokota noticed she had slept in Suichi's room quite frequently after about the 3rd night Suichi was gone. He thought it was cute to see her missing his step-brother, even if she went out of her way to make sure that it was clear that they were just friends. Kokota knew better, she really cared more than that.

Desota had anticipated that almost before he said it. So with out hesitation she replied matter-of-factly, “your room's closer to the bathroom. I don't have to stumble so much to get there in a time of need. Much like this morning.”

“I'm sure it is.” Kurama sounded like he let her win that little battle, but she knew he was baiting her.

Well she be damned if she let him get one up on her. She promptly ignored him, using his last remark as if it were a true closing statement.

Kurama resisted the urge to chuckle at her childish antics. Instead he went on with the process of eating his breakfast, letting her do the same.

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The final test results were in and Kaitou was eager to see his and his rival, Suichi's ranks. He took pride when he saw that he was the head of the class in scores and promptly looked to the second spot, expecting to read Suichi Minamino's name, only to find that it wasn't.

“Huh?” he followed down the list to see Suichi Minamino as number 10!

It was time to visit his friend, and brag. Oh yes, the curly black haired boy was going to brag that he had out ranked Suichi!

He walked into the class room to find his red headed friend staring out the window. The look in his eyes was far off, but the scored test paper lay untouched on his desk. He propped up one hand by supporting his elbow on the desk to rest the side of his jaw in his palm.

“Alright, Suichi, It's time for me to brag!” Kaitou took the liberty to look over his test paper as he approached the day dreaming red head. He almost winced, “Dear god! This is terrible! You're equations are all wrong and unbalanced and there's so many mistakes…..” He looked down at the green eyes that now looked up at him, though the boy hadn't moved in any other way, “I smell a metaphor,” he almost sang as he teased Kurama.

“Could be…,” Kurama said softly. He still seemed far off and that alone made it clear that any attempt of teasing him was wasted at this point.

“Come on, what's wrong? I haven't seen `Kurama' around here, so she must have stayed home today, is she alright?” Kaitou started fishing for answers.

“She's fine, just had a little bit of a disagreement with the baby this morning and lost.” Kurama's lips twitched in a slight smile.

“It's not another mission is it? What's it this time?” Kaitous voice dropped lower so he wouldn't be over heard accidentally by their fellow students, “another whack job looking to control Human world? What about the demons? Is there a dangerous one loose some where? Come on, tell me!”

“Actually, it's each other.” Kurama admitted.

“What?!”

“There's a war going on, and Hiei and Yusuke are already on opposing sides.”

“What side are you on?”

“Neither.” Kurama looked back out the window.

“This doesn't exactly spell `happy-ending' does it?” Kaitou sighed, “Well if you need anything, I'll be here.” Kaitou offered.

Kurama smiled thankfully.

`That's very noble of him when he doesn't even know the velocity of the situation.'

//But it's an offer we must refuse. This is a demon war, humans need not trend on it// Yoko reminded.

Kurama almost jerked in surprise when his cell phone went off. He drew it of his pocket to see that the battery was low so he'd have to make a pay phone call to return it.

“You're girl friend?” Kaitou jibed him, knowing the situation going on between the fox and the hanyou.

“Actually, it's Kokota.” Kurama sounded mildly surprised as he read the familiar number of his younger brothers cell phone, “Must be prank phone calling at lunch with his friends.”

With that, Kurama turned and headed for the pay phones.

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Desota was bored to tears… again.

It was still a few hours to go before the boys got home, and her sickness had already died out. She didn't feel like going to school late, since Kurama had already said he'd take care of her absence at the attendance office. So she was forced to sit here staring at the television screen with a remote in her hand while she flipped through the channels.

(Key: 0blah0 = TV.)

0Reports have found that a mass murderer has been sighted near-0

“Mass murderer? (Click) how may people did he kill? Five?” Desota chastised.

0Now, Angie! Don't do it!0

“Horror movies are overrated (click) next!”

Kyo had slunk into the living room and hopped on the couch, cat-like, beside her. Desota absently started to stroke his soft fur with her free hand while her other one occupied the repeatedly clicking remote as she clicked through the channels for something decent to watch.

0CHARAZARD! I CHOOSE YOU!!0

“Hey, look Kyo, it's Ryu's long lost cousin!” she laughed.

“Nani??” Kyo didn't seem to get it.

“Never mind (click)”

0And now a word from0

(Click)

0OH MY GAWD!! OH NO HE DIDN'T!0

(Click)

0He hehehehehehehe! I made a pooty in the dippy momma!0

(Click)

“Isn't there anything good on T.V. in the day time? What do adults watch when they're at home”

“Maute, Maute.” Kyo shrugged.

0Oh, Dick, I need you! Suck me dry you big hunk of ste-0

“AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! (Click) (Click) (Click) (Click) (Click) (Click)!!!!!” Desota was blushing furiously as she frantically changed channels and finally just pushed the power button and threw the remote on the ground as if it was evil!

“Eh?” Kyo blinked up at her curiously. He didn't see was tweaked her out so bad, “Nani?”

“Don't give me that look! You saw what that channel had!” Desota was gasping for breath as she tried to calm down her jolting nerves.

“Hai. Maute? Nani?” Kyo still failed to see the wrong here.

“THAT WAS THE PORNO CHANNEL, AND IN CASE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE, THAT WAS A GUY ON GUY ONE!!” Desota shouted at the small animal.

Kyo's orange eyes bulged into saucers as his fur frizzed as a cold shock went up his spine.

“AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! !” He screamed in fear as he leaped up and dived head first into the couch to burry his upper half into the cushions as far as he could, leaving his trembling tail shacking to show how disturbed he was.

“I know,” Desota shivered, “I didn't even think that was possible, I thought Yusuke said that there could be girl on girl, but I've never seen a guy on guy…. Or heard of it really…” she thought aloud, “Makes me wander what else people come up with.”

Kyo shuddered as he popped his head back out. His chibbi face still had that disturbed look, but he was shocked that she would even suggest there was more to such a thing, “SET SUNA SHINTA NO KAMUI!” he yelped pitifully as he firmly showed her that it still disturbed him even in mere thought.

Desota rolled her eyes, “I think a nice walk will take the edge off of what we've just witnessed. Ne?”

“Nai!” he shook his head stubbornly.

“What, are you afraid a Homosexual couple will approach you? Kyo, they're Homo, not Beasty. You have nothing to fear.” she sighed.

“Nai!” Kyo still refused.

“Oh, fine. Be a scaredy cat.” She stood up and went to her room to change. She wore comfortable sweat pants that didn't constrict her stomach, a white shirt, and a light weathered black work out hoody. She put on comfortably sneakers for walking and then headed out the door, twiddling her fingers as she waved good bye to Kyo who still sat on the couch stubbornly.

She knew there was an extra house key under the rug outside the door. So she didn't need to fear getting locked out as she locked the door behind her and started to walk down the path toward the public rose garden Kurama had shown her a while back.

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The hanyou reveled in the heavenly scent of roses as she walked through the secluded path deeper with in the park that connected to the main park. Her stress quickly melted away as she dreamily walked the cobble stoned path. It was narrow enough to where the tall rose bushes and other flowers could brush up against her as she walked. She hadn't passed anyone in a while, but she didn't particularly care. That scent did wanders to her moral. She could be down and out depressed and gloomy, but when she caught a whiff of a rose, her spirit calmed down pleasantly. Just like when Kurama-…

Wait, when Kurama what?

Did she actually go around sniffing guys like some in-heat dog??

`No, just Kurama.' Another more forward part of her self-conscious reprimanded.

“What the hell!” Desota put a palm to her forehead, “It's like Ryu's back or something. Lord please say it's not true! At least not in my head again!”

She truly did miss the Obnoxious, Rude, Arrogant, Crude….Dragon, but she didn't exactly want to jump at the idea of sharing her soul again. She rather liked that her soul was hers and hers only. She couldn't see how Kurama put up with it from a few snippets of comments she'd over heard Yoko through from time to time when she had contact with them.

`ARGH! What is it with that….. That…. MAN!' she thought, agitated that he once again wove back into her thoughts while she was purposefully trying to see how long she could go with out.

“Not very long it seems.” She sighed.

She was silent, just like everything else around her. The only noise she could hear was her own foot steps and the increasing thump of her heart. It was way too quiet.

Where were the birds and the insects?

The annoying chat of the squirrels?

A breeze??

ANYTHING!

This wasn't natural.

Desota kept walking but she looked over her shoulder cautiously. She let down her human guise to allow her heightened senses and demonic traits loose to aid her. Her ears swiveled around as she stopped and turned slightly toward the way she came. Her instincts screaming at her that something was out there.

After a moment of nothing, Desota's ears rest back against her head and her tail lowered from his high strung alertness. She turned around and froze with a frightened gasp.

A tall demon dwarfed her small frame as he stood almost towering over her. His yellow eyes gleamed down at her with a sinister glint in them. His skin was red and scalely like a fish and he even had pointed ears and gills. He wore some type of Military warrior uniform and in his hands were a trident and a brown sack. Potato sack really, if you want to be specific.

His jagged white teeth were shown in his smirk as he looked down at her.

Desota backed up quickly and held up a defensive stance. Her electrical power staticed around her arms in warning, “What do you want!”

“It is useless to try and fight against me, you'll just make this harder on your weak body.” The demon who reminded her of a mutated piranha took a step closer to her.

“And if I refuse to believe your claim?” she gritted as she stood her ground, her aura bursted angrily at him to try and ward him off.

He smirked, “Go ahead and try it!”

“Your funeral buddy!” the static turned into surges of electrical current as she shot a bold at him, “Fry fishy fishy!”

`Fishy, fishy' held up his trident with little effort and his smirk turned into a full evil sneer as he saw the horror in her eyes as her attacking electricity was absorbed into his weapon, “Thanks for the boost girly.”

`Okay, plan B' she thought and looked over her shoulder and bolted.

He was too fast for her. She ran right into his stone hard chest and was promptly picked up by the scruff of her hoody like a puppy.

“PUT ME DOWN YOU LAME BRAIN!” She kicked and clawed at him even though he held her out of his range.

“They said I'd be abducting a Kitsune, but you act like a Kitten more than anything else. A spoilt little Kitten.” He snorted.

Desota snarled at him, then reached up with her lengthened claws and sunk her small fangs into his wrist.

He yelped in surprise, “YOU SNIVELING LITTLE BITCH!” he roared at her, making her hair, tail and ears fly in the wind he kicked up. She screamed when he tossed her in the brown bag and clawed her way furiously to get out, but he sealed the opening before she could even try. She was almost knocked out of breath as he hauled the bag over his shoulder and simply started to walk away with her kicking and screaming in the sack. When they came close to the public area, he made a beeline for the trees and dashed off in a faster pace to the portal back to demon realm.

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To say he was pissed was by far, an understatement. Kurama glared down at his step brothers' body where a parasite demon inhabited and controlled the boy. The demon possessed Kokota had led them back to their place to find it one pregnant hanyou short. Kyo had immediately transformed into his larger form, regardless of the small space in the living room and snarled lowly at the boy with his golden flamed mane and legs surging around him lightly, due to the space. That only confirmed what obvious side effects proved, this parasite had ill intentions.

So here Kurama was staring down almost amused as the parasite attempted to control him. It had already tried to light a cigarette and Kurama wasn't pleased at all when he swiped it from the boys hand and threatened the parasite not to even try anything against his new human host.

“Is this Yomi's pathetic way of watching over me? Did he send you to make sure I fulfill my duties here?! Out with it, parasite!”

“Actually, I'm working for Chief Shachi. He wants to make sure you leave and never come back.” The parasite sneered as if he had the upper hand as he oozed out of Kokota's ear so Kurama could see whom he was talking to.

“And what of the girl that lives here? Surly Shachi knows about her by now. What have you done with her?” Kurama demanded in a calm voice.

“You're just going to have to wait and find out if I even touched her.” The demon snickered.

“So, you're trying to control me by using my brother and the hanyou's life against me. Since as you said if you die, so does Kokota and the girls life is threatened.” He angled a heating death glare at the demon who suddenly got wind of a cold chill going though his body, “But I have methods that would make you beg for me to end you life as you crawl out of him of your own free and happy will.” Kurama let Yoko's angered influence show through as a flicker of the silver fox's silver hair and cold golden eyes flashed warningly at the parasite that the fox wasn't one for fiddle faddle.

The demon broke into a cold sweat, “Okay, easy there. No need to kill me, don't do anything rash! I believe you. FORGET SHACHI!” the demon groveled shamelessly for his wellbeing.

Kurama arched a brow.

“Lets face it, I'm a parasite! Jumping from once masters back to another is what I do! Actually, I'm playing two sides, I'm working for Yomi too.” The Demon confessed as he begged, “You wouldn't want to hurt his aid, would you? He wants to know about those six fighters you promised.”

“Yes, yes, it's all been arranged and they are being recruited as promised,” he narrowed his eyes on the parasite, “Now tell me about the hanyou girl.”

“The one that got banged up?” the parasite shuddered at the intense warning snarl Kurama issued at him and quickly apologized, “Not that she's in any immediate trouble! Shachi himself was ordered to come down here to bring her to demon realm back to Yomi's Kingdom. What they intend to do to her, I don't know, but what I do know is that they definitely don't want to hurt her since Yomi threatened Shachi not to harm her in anyway!”

“He could just want her fresh for his own abuse.” Kurama countered, trying to intimidate more information out of the parasite.

“Seriously! I know nothing else, but hey, I can do lots of other things! You need a spy or information? I'll do anything! Just don't kill me!” the parasite begged.

Kurama's upper lip curled in disgust. He'd always appalled these types of demons. And not just because of their stench either.

“You're lucky; I do have a little use for you.”

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“Welcome, Ambassador,” Yomi greeted the black furred fox that had fiery red hair held in an orderly ponytail. The Kitsune was the ambassador he'd been expecting form the Eastern Lands, from Lord Joseph.

The Kitsunes' silver eyes watched the blind demon curiously, “Impressive, although your light is gone from your eyes, you're able to sense my presence.”

Yomi chuckled, “I sometimes feel I can see better than when I ever did have my sight.” He approached the younger demon and clapped a hand on his shoulder, “You seem tired from your journey, come, let me escort you to your chambers you'll occupy while we welcome you here.”

“I would only like to visit my chambers to deposit my luggage and settle in. I'm rather anxious to explore around here.” the Kitsunes pleasant timbre almost sang with nobility.

Yomi lead the ambassador down the corridors to the guest chambers, “By the way, Ambassador, am I to assume your name is the same as your status? Or do you have a name in which I may call you?”

The demon laughed, “Forgive me, m'lord, the silent travel here alone seems to have robbed me of my vocal respects. You may call me Jaden.”

“Jaden,” Yomi tested, “Well, Jaden, I hope these chambers are to your liking. I'll leave you on your own to set them up to your own wish.” And with that, the demon lord seemed rather in a rush to leave him.

Jaden used his power to follow him through the shadows, not physically, but he could see what the shadows saw if he wanted to. He followed the King to a particularly well lit spot where the shadows ended when the front doors to the castle were opened. The Kitsune cursed his luck at not being able to get a closer look, but he contented himself to watching from afar, trying to read lips since his power didn't include hearing. Shadows can't hear…..

“Quit SQURIMING BRAT!” Shachi snarled as he shifted the potato sack again while he entered the Palace gates.

A muffle of curses and snarls were his only reply.

“I trust that she proved to be amusing in the hunt?” Yomi guessed from the way she reacted to the water demon.

“She won't bloody shut the fuck up!” Shachi hissed in frustration as he was about to sling her over his shoulder and let her drop, Yomi stopped him.

“Gently, your idiot.” Yomi snapped, “She's pregnant, and we don't want to cause any unnecessary pain for her in losing her child.”

“Fine, Gently.” Shachi still let her slide `gently' to the ground with a resounding `OMPH!' coming from her, then she struggled to get free of her confinement in the sack.

“Go get Yuda. Tell him that the hanyou has arrived.” Yomi ordered.

“Gladly, my lord” Shachi bowed respectfully and quickly left the flailing sack and Yomi alone in the front corridor.

Yomi approached the sack and gave it a small nudge with his boot to get her attention, “Calm down or you'll strain too hard on yourself and harm your unborn child.”

He was only mildly surprised when a jab knocked his boot away from her from with in the sack and a warning growl purred dangerously through the fabric, but he could hear it loud and clear.

“You're not one to really listen to hostilities, are you.” it was a statement, not a question. One that she didn't bother to change her growl from in order to reply.

“My lord!” Yuda approached. He jerked back when the hanyou with in the bag started growling and snarling louder when she sensed his approach, “She doesn't seem very tame, can this really be the hanyou?”

“Do you question me, Yuda?” Yomi threatened.

“No sire. But her attitude….,”

“Is amendable.” Came the voice of the young Ambassador who was approaching them down the stars, “Have you forgotten she is pregnant? Of course she'll react with hostility against those who threaten her life and her child's.”

“Ambassador Jaden,” Yomi greeted whilst Yuda glared at the know-it-all tone in the Kitsunes voice.

“Apologies my lord, Yomi, but I'm afraid I can be out spoken when it comes to my own species.” Jaden bowed, “I hope my opinion didn't anger you.”

Desota stilled in the sack, reaching exhaustion fast. It was apparent that she couldn't get out of the damned sack on her own. So she'd have to wait and see what numb skull was stupid enough to loosen the bind, 'cause she was going to claw them.

“You're with in your rights, Jaden, all is forgiven.” Yomi then turned to Yuda, “do what you will to restrain her so she cannot harm anyone and will submit on command, but do not harm her.”

“Yes my lord. An obedience collar shall do the trick.” Yuda bowed.

He took out a small bar from his pack he held with him and it morphed into a long poll similar to the ones a dog catch would use. With a wave of his wrist, the sack loosened and he dipped the head of the poll quickly with in and looped it around the hanyou's neck.

A protesting yelp and a series of defiant sounds emitted from the exhausted Kitsune as she was dragged out into the open.

Jaden's eyes widened as he caught his first look at his intended. She was very acceptable! On the small side, but her raven black wild mane tossed around her as she yanked fiercely at the poll restraining her, but Yuda held firm. Her demonic traits were visible since she was in the demon plane, and her red/ black fur looked well kept. Her ears plastered to her skull and her tail lashed around her in agitation. She wore human modern clothing, but she was still a sight to see! Her eyes were a brighter, more animated color than her brothers, although both were a starling shade of blues and greens. He couldn't see how the great thief, Yoko Kurama had managed to let her slip away!

`What his loss is will be my gain' he thought.

Yomi's nose scrunched up in distaste, “She reeks of human stench. Once you have her under control, bathe her and dress her in a more suited fashion. After that, lead her to her chamber.”

“Yes, my lord” Yuda bowed as Yomi took his leave. Jaden chose to stay behind and watch.

“You will submit to my will, wench!” Yuda demanded as he knocked her off balance to stop her tugging.

“I will not bow to you or anyone of you PIGS!” she hissed.

Yuda held out a remote device and pressed a button, fumes started to vaporize around her from the loop her neck was caught in and she felt her limbs stop responding as she slumped to the ground.

“What did you do to me YODA!”

“It's YUDA, girl! And worry not, the paralyses gas only paralyzes your arms and legs. Your child is unharmed, as are you.” he walked up to her, unafraid of her lashing temper. He held a collar in his hands that he quickly fastened to her neck, “This collar will force you to submit to a bowing position if you ever defy Yomi or your higher ups again! It also is very sensitive to your Yoki now and if it senses aggression in it, it will manipulate your Yoki against you. Your child won't get hurt if you get zapped, but if you stubbornly refuse, the bite gets harsher, and then it might do more damage.”

Desota just glared at him.

“I believe Yomi ordered a clean up do on you.” Yuda called for some maids to pick the hanyou up and told them to clean and dress her properly. Desota couldn't do much but glare and snarl at them, but her anger was calming down as the reality of the situation was slowly dawning on her. Her only consistent thought was, `Please help me, Kurama….,'

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