Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ the Hanyou II: All's Fair in Love and War ❯ Chapter 5 Rejected Comands ( Chapter 5 )

You like to think you're never wrong

You live what you've learned

You have to act like you're someone

You live what you've learned

You want some one to hurt like you

You live what you've learned

You want to share what you've been through!

You live what you've learned!

Linkin Park: Points of Authority

 

 

Chapter 5- Rejected Commands

 

Joseph Ishtar sat in his palace in the quiet of his study. It was one of the few rooms he resided in daily that didn't look urban and was more aristocratic than most would think he'd allow. Joey wasn't much for all high and mighty type, regardless of what his position now held for him. He was eagerly awaiting Jaden's call for a first day report while he stared intently at the fireplace as the flames crackled.

 

The blue eyed young lord wore only his royal blue silk velvet bathrobe since he had just finished his bath for the night after working up a sweat dancing at the club. Nar, his beloved cat demon love interest, promised that she would be dropping in later that night after the club was finally closed. So he saw no point in putting on clothes he knew she'd want to take off once she got there. His Neko was very playful at night….

 

But those pleasant thoughts of his beloved mate to be were cut short when his flip cell phone started to ring its catchy ring tone. Joey reached over from where he laid on his side on a palate on the floor he made in front of the fireplace to the granite stone coffee table with a glass top where his cell resided. He then proceeded to flip up the top and let the hologram of Jaden's face light up inches from his face. Thing is, demon cell phones were hologram phones as well.

 

“I was wandering when you'd get around to calling. You wound me with your lateness in report.” Joey sighed.

 

“You didn't tell me exactly what she looked like.” Jaden sounded cheated.

 

Joey blinked confused, “Well I haven't seen her in like…. A decade or so.” He grimaced, “What, did she turn out ugly? She looked so cute when she was young!”

 

“You MORON! Of course she's not repulsing!” the other Kitsune reprimanded his lord in a way Joey knew few would even think to try, “She's STUNNING! I've never seen a female quite like her!”

 

“Well she is MY half sister. If I look this good, she had to look something like me.” Joey chuckled, “So what's the situation so far? Were our predictions correct in that Yomi knows only that she's an asset to getting Kurama to stay on his side?”

 

“I'm not sure, but he seems….. Amused by her. They even had to put a restraining collar on her.”

 

“They intend on making her a SLAVE!” well that was unexpected. Joey sat up from his previous reclining position, “Have they hurt her?!”

 

“No, not that I know of, but I've been watching over her like a hawk as much as I can. They only think I'm curious about seeing a `live hanyou' though.” Jaden confirmed, “But you know this guy, he hears EVERYTHING that goes on in his kingdom! I had to put up a shadow sound barrier when my room was covered in shadows to call you so he couldn't hear us!”

 

“And what about her curse? Does anyone there know about that?”

 

“Curse? You mean your clans curse? I thought only you had it.”

 

“There are two sides to it; I only received half of it.” Joey didn't feel like explaining what he knew Jaden already knows.

 

“Oddly, hers has yet to revolt at the domination she's getting. Though, mind you, she's not making her handling easy. If she wasn't 4 or 5 months pregnant, she'd probably scale the walls to escape.” Jaden snorted.

 

“That's to be expected of the curse if what we heard was true. That bastard human killed her with her exhaustion through the curse.” Joey gritted his teeth. He usually didn't like the idea of unnecessary death, demon or human, but his only regret in THAT human's death was that someone else dealt it other than he himself, “Don't let Yomi get her alone. I don't trust him near her like that.”

 

“We're talking about something I'm about to claim as my own.” Jaden smirked, “I don't share well.”

 

 

“Joey? Who are you talking to?”

 

Joey looked over his shoulder to see his Neko lover dressed in a see-through silk night gown of deep red, just like her eyes. His own blue eyes took a moment to look over her. She was a 5'5” cat demon with black cat ears on top her sexy black haired head. Her short hair was left in its usual relaxed look as its longest strands only reached to her chin. She had blood red streaks in her coal black hair. Her black, sleek tail sensually curled about behind her and her clawed elegant hand rested on her well tanned, barely covered hip as she watched Joey with half-lidded eyes.

 

“Jaden,” Joey said with out looking back to his friend as the exotic demoness approached him.

 

“For the love of the gods, Woman!” Jaden huffed when he saw Nar bend down over Joey and kiss the sandy brunette Kitsune hotly on the lips with a pleasured purr at his puppy like whine for more, “I'm still on the cell phone here, my LORD”

 

Joey grudgingly parted his lips from her luscious goodness and smirked into the holographic phone and closed it, hanging up on Jaden, “I've heard all I need to hear.”

 

“What if he had some more information?” Nar questioned as she started to slide her hands into the folds of his bathrobe to run her soft hands over his steel like muscles. They certainly didn't call him Steel fox for the color of his fur….

 

Joey captured her lips with his own, nipping at her lower lip smugly when she melted against him. His tail wagged slowly behind him, “He would have already spat it out by now.” He gently eased her on her back while he took his position leaning over her. His own hips were being hugged by her own as she hugged herself to his body to lift herself up and bathe his neck with her fangs and tongue, but he eased her back down to the palate smirking.

 

“Joey?” he usually loved to start off like that….

 

“If I remember correctly,” Joey leaned down to her and flicked one of her nipples through the light fabric teasingly, loving the way she arched up to him for more, “You were a very naughty tease out there on the dance floor tonight.” He rumbled lowly in his throat as he rocked against her to prove his point, “And not only teasing, my dear Neko, but you left me hard with nothing to relieve by until now….”

 

Nar gulped. She was getting excited just hearing him talk so darkly to her!

 

He took possession of her mouth ruthlessly again before breaking away from her again to let the tip of his nose rest against her own to look her straight in the eye, “Let's even that score a bit, shall we?”……..

 

 

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To say he was furious was to say that a tsunami was just a splash of water against the shore. Kurama hadn't felt so raged in his life with the way Yomi had so daringly taken custody of a 5 month pregnant Desota just so he'd return at the end of the month! The demon even had a weak parasite demon watching over his every move inside his own step-brother!

 

A PARASITE DEMON!

 

Really, this was a new insult to add to the growing list the former Kitsune thief was receiving from the lord that drafted him forcefully as his new `advisor'.

 

//There goes the idea of just ripping him to shreds for even BRINING her into this.// Yoko huffed as Kurama made his way back to Yomi's territory in demon realm.

 

He intended to talk Yomi into letting her go, telling the lord that she wasn't needed to ensure his word on coming back with those 6 fighters. He even found a 7th willing fighter. Hakkuto had offered to help in any way he could when Kurama showed up at Desota's appointment in Genkai's temple with out the hanyou Kitsune. He had to explain the suddenly sticky situation to the Unicorn demon that seemed to take the role of Desota's surrogated father.

 

The other demons that were merely going about their busyness in Yomi's capitol city stopped and made an effort to make way through their crowded streets for the seemingly human red headed boy that gave off the aura of an angered ancient Youkai. Kurama paid them no mind as he made his way with a rushed paced stride into the gates of Yomi's Keep. The gate guards watched curiously as he passed through and stopped just out of the castle walls.

 

He glared up at the tall tower the demon lord called a `castle' and took in a deep enough breathe to bellow out, “YOMI! I know you can here me! What is the MEANING OF THIS?!” the Kitsune felt it was unnecessary to set foot in the castle uninvited. So he `invited' Yomi OUTSIDE.

 

Yomi was blind, not deaf. He even claimed he could hear anything that was whispered in his kingdom.

 

Kurama wasn't kept waiting as the tall demon lord with many ears came out to meet him almost pleasantly. His faithful advisor, Yuda was at his side. The green, goblin like demon had a scowl on his face as he sneered at Kurama.

 

“I was under the impression you had better mannerisms than this, Kurama. Growing up in the human morals has yet to break you of old ironic habits have they?” Yomi chuckled.

 

“Don't fool around. Your Parasite baby sitter told all that was needed to warrant this type behavior of me.” Kurama gritted out, “I gave you my word that I would return with the 6 fighters after I finished family affairs! I even managed to recruit yet another fighter in your honor, but you take measures too far by dragging her into this!”

 

“I'm assuming you're relating to that hanyou of yours?” Yomi replied, not the least bit put out by the human avatars anger thrown at him, “She's unharmed remaining here. In reality, this is the ideal place for her to reside while she is in this state. If she needs medical treatment, we have the best available options to assist her.”

 

“She was just fine where she was in HUMAN world. Away from the war about to break out here! What kind of place is a war zone for a newborn and its mother?” Kurama argued with a calmer tone now.

 

“I'm sorry, Kurama, but she'll be staying here under house arrest until you're return with your backed up word.” Yomi shook his head, “I'm merely ensuring my investment doesn't escape me. Surely you understand my reasoning. How many countless daughters, sisters, or mothers have you held in your own time as a leader to ensure that you get the desired investment? You even threw a few perks into their stay with your own version of `room service' for the poor women we held.” The blind aged demon smirked when he felt the fox get rialed up again. This hanyou was just the key to get through his former partner in crimes emotions.

 

“If you're thinking of using my previous exploits as a base for how you handle her…,” Kurama let that linger.

 

“Oh I have no doubt that you'd string me by my toes with thorn vines all over by body in a slow and painfully torturous death or something like that.” Yomi's smirk never left his face while his advisors scowl seemed to take on new depths as this conversation dispute dragged on, “I have no intention of hurting her on my own whims of pleasure, Kurama. She will decide her own fate on which side of the castle she is held in during her stay: a room or a cell.” Yomi said. He then turned, “There is nothing else you can do to change her position here. Go home and attend to the rest of your little family and return with those 7 fighters.”

 

“I wish to see her.” Kurama said quickly before the lord left.

 

Yomi didn't even turn to him, “Denied.”

 

“This will only get more difficult if you do not allow my one small bit of slack to this chain your lacing about my sanity.” Kurama warned, “You do want me motivated to see her, no? It will go smoother if I can see for myself that she's unharmed.”

 

Yomi stopped and turned to him, “Very well, Kurama, you have proved a useful point. I'll allow you to see her, but she well not see you”

 

//What bullshit is he tossing now?// Yoko growled as Kurama followed Yomi and Yuda into the keep.

 

He was led into a control room with a darkened glass wall on one side. It looked like a zoo habitat observation room where you could see the dangerous animal, but they couldn't see you on the other side. The room was empty on the other side, but it was set up like a front room of an apartment. Yomi nodded to Yuda who sat in front of a microphone near a key board.

 

“Lord Yomi wishes to observe the hanyou. Bring her into the observatory.” Yuda spoke into the mic.

 

A Lemur demoness wearing a black and white maid's outfit opened the sliding door. In her hand was a leather and chained leash. She stepped off to the side to allow the person on the other side of the leash in after her. After the shoji door was closed, the maid unhooked the chain from a collar bound to the others neck and let the unleashed one wander freely, which made her way as far as possible from the other demoness.

 

Kurama was silent as he took in her site. She seemed fine, if you don't take into account that she was being handled like a prized slave. The fact that Yomi had to use a restraining collar and leash on her was amusing, but at the moment, amusement was far from his thoughts as he scanned her over. No bruises, cuts or any other physical injuries. Her black hair was left unbound and it created a waterfall down her back. Her demonic traits were showing so she wasn't using her concealing spell. Yomi's staff had changed her usual casual attire into one of dark cotton robes that wrapped around her like a sheet cover up. Her stomach bulge was clearly visible as she now sat leaning her side against the see-through wall. She was unaware that she was being observed.

 

“You're treating her like a caged animal.” Kurama said softly as he noticed her tell tale signs of nervousness and uncertainty, “Does she even know why she's here?”

 

“No. She'll have to earn the right to learn that.” Yomi replied.

 

Kurama could feel the dread sinking into his gut. She was scared and uncertain of what was going on. She'd always depended on him since he and the others had met her nearly half a year ago, yet now he wasn't able to hold her and reassure her everything was alright. Kurama clenched his fists to the point of slightly bloody palms.

 

“I believe it is time for you to make your leave for Human world.” Yomi had Yuda escort the red head out, “We look forward to your return. And you should too. If you're a good boy and keep your word to report with in a month back here, I'll allow you free passage to her chambers anytime you desire. Yet only in this form of observation you are currently in. you may meet with her after your end of the bargain is withheld”

 

“I'll hold you to that, Yomi” Kurama bowed his head in disgusted respect for show and left after the goblin known as Yuda.

 

Yomi turned to the screen and narrowed his eyes on the hanyou that moved to the window and ignored his maids' attempts to call her back to her side so the Lemur could re-leash her.

 

“It's time to see just how stubborn she can be.” Yomi spoke into the mic that was connected to the maids' ear piece communicator, “Bring her to my throne room”

 

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Yomi's board of advisors was seated around the room while the king himself sat leisurely on his throne, waiting on the maid and the Hanyou that was currently to hot topic of the keep. Ambassador Jaden had even made an appearance as well. He stood near the wall of the room, only offering conversation to those who approached him first. Commander Shachi and Yuda stood at Yomi's left and right.

 

Shachi snarled in distaste, “My Lord, did you not request the hanyou's presence?”

 

“I ordered her presence:” Yomi corrected.

 

“Then why is the repulsive vixen not here?”

 

“Patience, Shachi. She is still new to the way things are run around here.” Yomi smiled, “she will learn soon enough what she can and can not do.”

 

Shachi just bowed his head respectfully, “Of course my Lord”

 

The lemur demoness walked into the courtroom with two hands on the leash as she dragged the hanyou in the collar behind her, “Come, Hanyou! Your King wishes to see you!”

 

“The request isn't mutual!” the hanyou snarled as she stubbornly leaned back and resisted. The sleek polished floor made her slide the whole way regardless.

 

Everyone stopped and stared with mixed emotions of amusement, disgust, or curiosity as the hanyou resisted the whole way from the door to the middle of the court. When she was forced to look up at Yomi, she stubbornly refused to bow.

 

Shachi growled lowly, “You dare defy Lord Yomi by disrespecting him in front of his court? BOW to him, Vixen!”

 

“I WON'T” Desota snapped with fang.

 

The whole room of advisors and court royals gasped in surprise at her venom she dared used against their king.

 

“Do you not know who you're in the presence of, child?” Yuda's voice rose with every second, “This is the Lord Yomi, of the Southern Lands!”

 

“I could care less if he was Santa Clause of the North-Pole, Yoda,” she snorted and tilted her chin defiantly, “I bow to no one.”

 

“Do you have no pride as a demon to not honor your lord?!” one of the court royals spoke against her.

 

“My Lord has long since been dead, and I will not dishonor him by bowing to one unworthy such as this YOMI you say his name is. I'm sure you're all aware that I am not accepted as a demon for what I am anyways. So why should I honor their rules?” she replied bravely.

 

There was a chilled silence before Yomi started to chuckle, “Very out spoken aren't you.”

 

Desota didn't reply to him verbally, but Jaden saw her red and black ears fall to the sides of her scull. Was she losing her nerve now that the lord had spoken himself?

 

“But your patriotic words are merely words, ne?” Yomi smirked, “Your heart beat and scent spike higher and higher in fear. You don't really have such set in stone courage.”

 

Desota snorted and rolled her eyes at him, “What do you know.” She blew him off.

 

“Will you or will you not bow to me?” Yomi demanded.

 

Desota glared back at him with her lip curled in disgust, “I disincline to lap the dirt at your feet like a frightened dog you kicked into submission.”

 

“Then you leave me no choice.” Yomi nodded to Yuda who pushed a button on a remote control.

 

Desota's body was covered in static, “Huh? Wha,” her limbs were suddenly heavier than leaded weights and she struggled to stay upright as the static around her pulled her to submit.

 

She let her own electric energy zap the offensive static out and cancel its effects before it forced her to submit, gasping out in a sudden pinch of pain to her throat as the collar tightened around her neck when she used her power. Huffing for breath, her intrigued audience watched on enticingly to see what she was going to do next. They waited in silent awe as she lifted her head and regained enough breath to speak.

 

“I will…. I will NOT bow to you.” she huffed.

 

“Then you will go with out food today. Your only food shall be breakfast in the mornings and a crust of left over bread at noon. Tomorrow at dinner we will try this again. If you refuse, your punishment will follow from the collar and no food for dinner of a full meal for lunch. Since you are pregnant, I'm lenient and will allow you bread at noon and a full breakfast.” Yomi nodded to the Lemur maid to take her away.

 

“Eventually you will break.” Yomi said while Desota was being lead away.

 

Desota whirled around and glared with a snarl before she practically dragged the MAID back to the room instead of vise versa. The dinner party went on uneventful and no one noticed that Jaden had managed to slip out of the room to follow the lemur maid and Desota back to her quarters. Once he located her room, he committed it to memory. He would visit the vixen tonight for a more proper introduction.

 

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Kurama returned to the apartment to gather his things. Kyo leapt down from Desota's bed and trotted across the hall to watch him with curiosity while the boy quickly folded and shoved clothes into his pack.

 

“Nani, Redyred?” the chibbi voice of his yipped softly as he approached Kurama closer and rubbed his soft furry cheek against the red head's pants leg.

 

“Well, obviously I'm not staying here if that's what you want to know.” Although Kurama couldn't translate what the small animal was asking, he could tell to some degree what Kyo had said. Body language did wanders in bi lingual situations.

 

“Nanda?” Kyo whimpered and tugged at his pants leg with his teeth dully, “Maute! Nanda!”

 

“You do know that I have no idea what you're trying to say.” Kurama sighed as he paused from his packing to glance down at the zhorse.

 

Kyo sighed frustrated and hopped up onto Kurama's bed then tottered into the open suitcase to sit down in it determinedly, “Kyo Hikkime ittu” the small animal nodded in self righteousness as if he proved his point to be futile.

 

Though Kurama didn't know what he said, again, it didn't take a genius to put two and two together.

 

“You want to come with me?” Kurama guessed.

 

“Hai!”

 

“To Genkai's?”

 

“Hai”

 

“Where a whiney mother of twins resides and said twins are the offspring of the closest thing to the devil himself known to the living world?” Kurama elaborated with an arched brow to see if the zhorse still wanted to go.

 

 

Kyo faltered a moment and leaned away from Kurama uncertainly, but none the less he seemed to think it over and looked back up with fierce determination, “Hai, Hai!” he meeped.

 

“Very well then” Kurama smiled and patted the zhorse, “However, you're the one doing all the transporting. No sense in buying a train ticket when you're faster than one.”

 

“Maute! Nanda shino itami ka!” Kyo huffed dejectedly.

 

“If you're coming, you're working. So no complaints. Got it?” oh dear god! Was he actually starting to understand the strange animal??

 

Kyo slumped his neck down defeated with a small sigh, “Hai…,” he mumbled as he plopped back to the floor and shadowed Kurama's every movement until the fox demon left for the roof with him so the zhorse could privately change form with out human prying eyes.

 

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Desota was finally left alone in the confides of her new `prison' as she dubbed it. She lay on her back as she stared up at the ceiling longing for something familiar to her, but it all was just too confusing!

 

Why was she kidnapped!

 

Why was she supposedly a slave yet she was allowed to live in such a luxurious way (until she had to face the Lord Bastard)?

 

Why wasn't she allowed to know why she was here?

 

What's with all the secretes and whispers around her?

 

And why did Lord Bastard feel the need to use her humiliation as a main passage of time?

 

What did she do to deserve this?

 

Desota rolled over to her side as she tried to find her only way out; sleep.

 

She tried to think of comforting things to help herself relax. She thought of her home with the Minamino's and the new step father Daisuke and his son Kokota. She thought of Shiori's gentle smiles of motherly knowledge when Desota asked her about some of the more embarrassing things she felt she could only confide in the older woman. She missed the look on Kyo's face every time the whole family sat together in the living room to watch a movie while he plopped right in the middle with a goofy smile on his face as he basked in the way all their hearts contented with the way things were. She missed…..

 

No, she longed to see Kurama once more. She missed everything else and a pang in her heart came to her as she thought of them, but soon as she thought of that red haired, green eyed man she had let creep into her heart, her said heart seemed to cry in loneliness of his absence.

 

If he were here, she wouldn't need to act defiant. She wouldn't need to be brave and speak boldly to a lord she knew held her life in his palm. She wouldn't feel the fear she felt ever time someone knew looked at her with hate or some other dark expression or curiosity. She would feel protected as she always did when he was near. She wouldn't have to fear for herself and the life that she was to give birth to with out the unknown father. It was hard enough as it was, and with out him, she was just short of mental breakdown points.

 

“Kurama….” She whispered as she let private tears stream down her face. She had to get the over whelming feeling of being abandoned and sold out in her. She knew he wouldn't do that to here and was probably fighting demons to get her back….

 

But it's happened before… so why would it ever stop?

 

That doubting voice in the back of her mind made itself known to her in her vulnerable state. She clenched her eyes shut and sobbed. No, she shouldn't think like that! Kurama promised that nothing would ever harm her again!

 

Well he already broke that promise based on what's going on right now, so why would he keep any other promise to a lowly hanyou?

 

Desota didn't want these thoughts plaguing her! Where were they coming from? They felt too foreign to be her own!

 

“Leave me alone!” she cried out and clutched her head, “PLEASE! Just let me be!” she sobbed in shaky breaths of air as her fearful tears of pain and uncertainty streamed down her face.

 

“No one is here.” a calm voice said to her.

 

Desota stiffened but dared not to move her bangs away from her face. She didn't want them to know how pitiful she really was even if they had already caught her crying red handed.

 

“Do not be afraid, I'm not some assassin here for the life of you or your child.”

 

She looked up through her bangs and saw red hair a few shades darker than Kurama's and black ears atop his head. Steel grey eyes looked down at her with concern.

 

“Who…. Who are you?” Desota didn't move.

 

“Jaden” the Kitsune bowed humbly, “I'm the ambassador to your broth-…. To the Eastern Lands.” He caught himself. Luckily she was too distraught to have caught his mistake.

 

“Ambassador? Where am I?” Desota sat up now and wiped away the tears from her eyes with her wrist.

 

“You're in Lord Yomi's lands.”

 

“I figured that much, but what country am I in? Africa? Asia? South America?”

 

“Those would be Continents…. But you're not in the Human world if that's what you're asking.” Jaden relented as he sat on her mattress, but gave her enough personal space so she wouldn't get conscious of him.

 

“So….. I really am back in Demon world…” she sounded crestfallen.

 

Why did she always end up here? Was there some god up there that hated her enough to shove her where she never wanted to go?

 

“Are you okay?” Jaden reached out and gently rest the back of his hand against her forehead as if to check her temperature. Then he let his hand slowly turn over as he traced her jaw line to her cheek where he cupped it preciously, “You feel a little warm.”

 

Desota was blushing and felt something inside her try to yank her away from his touch, but she couldn't. All she could do was just stare at him wide eyed and surprised.

 

“I….” she couldn't even speak!

 

“Fever, perhaps from lack of nutrition from that stunt you pulled earlier?” he guessed knowingly.

 

Desota finally was able to pull away from his hand, “You were there?”

 

“I'm a member of the court. Of course I was there.” Jaden brushed that comment off easily, “What I want to know is why? Why didn't you bow to him and just suck up what ever was thrown at you?”

 

Desota didn't answer for a while, but she looked away from him, “Because….. I can't bow to some one I know nothing about. Not like that. Something inside of me feels betrayed if I even think of doing it.”

 

`Just like something feels like I'm a traitor for not demanding you leave…..,' Desota thought privately.

 

Yet she didn't know that he could hear her thoughts. Hiei wasn't the only mind reader out there. Jaden`s brows furrowed slightly, but he covered if up with a concerned smile.

 

`I thought she forgot about him…,'

 

“Do you want me to get you some tea for your slight fever?” he dropped the subject rather quickly. Not wanting her to think of that other male he had yet to encounter.

 

Desota shook her head no, “No thank you, I'm quite tired though.” She yawned as she tried to lightly give him a hint to leave. His presence felt endearing, yet dangerous and uncomfortable.

 

She was nervous of him. That was to be expected, but he didn't want to push her small amount of trust he had just gained. So he headed her hint and nodded, “Then I should leave you to rest.” He got up and walked to the window before looking over his shoulder, “Good night, vixen”

 

And with that, he left Desota wide eyed and mouth agape.

 

“Vixen??” she repeated.

 

She knew full and well what that implied in her kind, it meant a sexy female who looked good enough or as a potential mate…. But why did HE call her THAT??

 

Not even Yoko called her that…. Regularly at least. Yet here this new fox had just met her and his parting name for her was `Vixen'! He knew she was hanyou, right? It both flattered and made her slightly irritated with the male. Was he just being nice to her because he was infatuated with her?? Thinking that since she was half human like those human whores demons seemed to gossip and go on about with that she was just as easy as that to get her legs opened wide to them?? Heh! Bozo!

 

If she could put up with Yoko's profanity then this guy was out and done already with her.

 

 

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Yomi once again had the Lemur demoness maid lead in a much more, if not bored, cooperative Fox Hanyou into the dinning room where he dined with members of his court and other important figures in his domain. The Demon lord sighed and stood up from his seat to address the hanyou.

 

“So nice to see you acting more civil, Hanyou.” He commented.

 

Desota tugged on the `leash' with a raised brow, “Yeah, well I finally found that brutality doesn't work with this thing.” She shrugged as she purposefully acted rudely in front of the court as her own way of pay back with out hurting anyone, “And I do have a name. No need to call me by my race like some farm animal.”

 

“A farm animal is just what you are, girl.” Shachi rolled his eyes at her.

 

“When someone actually talks to YOU Mr. Mutated Piranha, then you are entitled to your own out spoken opinions.” Desota shot back in a sophisticated voice to mock the way he talked to herself.

 

Shachi fumed, but turned to appeal to Yomi, “My Lord, do you not think it is time to show her to respect her upper ranks?!” He clenched his fist in emphasis, “Punish her!”

 

“Shachi, she does have a point, as no one really did ask you're opinion.” Jaden commented on the other side of Yuda. He'd gained personal favor of Yomi in his short stay there and was making himself very comfortable in freely putting in his own two-sense into things.

 

“This doesn't concern you, Ambassador!” Shachi snapped.

 

“Shachi, calm yourself. This is a dinner among guests after all.” Yomi's word was final and Shachi obligated stepped down. Giving Jaden a whole new reason to reinforce his usual smug look.

 

Yomi then turned to the hanyou awaiting her `command', “Hanyou,”

 

“It's Desota.” She cut in.

 

He ignored her, “Will you or will you not bow to me?” he droned out. This was the norm now.

 

“As I have said 7 times over and over, Sir,” wow, she was actual being nice in calling him `Sir' now, “I will bow to no one but my own Lord. And he is not you.”

 

“Then you know your punishment.” Yomi sighed.

 

The static started to spark around Desota as she was being shoved down with an unseen force to bow. She struggled to stay on her feet, but by the time the static subsided, her knees were bent lowly and her back was also bent over. With out the force countering her weight, Desota fell forward, catching herself with her hands before she landed on her stomach and accidentally hurt her child. She panted from the amount of energy she had to use to fight off the static from the collars effect.

 

“No dinner and you will be confined to your own rooms until breakfast tomorrow.” Yomi droned like he had 7 times before.

 

“Can I go now?” Desota yawned, “this took too much of my time hibernating my pointless stay here. You still have yet to tell me why I'm here.”

 

“SILENCE!” Yuda stood up from his seat and glared at the girl who gave him an indifferent look, “You will not disrespect Lord Yomi, wench!” with that, the collar's second function zapped through her body.

 

Desota yelped in surprised pain and bent over, once again ending up catching herself before falling to the floor. The jolt was over as quickly as it came, but its power still got to her. She needed to remember that that little restrainer device was lethal to her baby.

 

“You IMBASILE!” Jaden snapped with a fierce snarl at Yuda for hurting her AND the baby, “She's still PREGNANT!”

 

“Obviously” Shachi snorted.

 

“My lord, you did say that that method of restraint was reserved for AFTER the baby was born as agreed with Yoko Kurama! It's dishonorable to go against one's word!” Jaden appealed to the proud demon lord.

 

Yomi nodded, “Yes, Jaden, I did promise that.” He said through gritted teeth.

 

Desota's ear perked at the familiar name, “Yoko Kurama?” she lifted her head up to glare at them, “What business do you have with him?!”

 

“That, my dear you still have yet to earn the answer to.” Yomi waved them off, “Get her out of my sight so that I may finish my dinner.”

 

The Lemur maid tugged at the leash and started to drag the hanyou away.

 

Yuda then turned to Jaden with vengeance, “Do NOT say that name whilst she is present!”

 

“And why not?” Jaden glared back at the goblin that was very aged.

 

“It is one thing that holds my investment in Kurama together.” Yomi said. The blind elder demon could sense the younger Kitsunes curiosity radiating off him, “That is the end of the discussion, Ambassador. You seem like one to take honor seriously, so please honor my request to keep that name omitted from the hanyou's ears.”

 

Jaden's brows knotted as he turned back to his food on his sterling silver plate. He quickly covered up his instinctive reactions with the mask he always had on before he was found out or someone decided to call him on it, “Yes my Lord Yomi.”

 

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Later on that night, Desota sat on her bed and rubbed her growling stomach trying to soothe it somehow. Apparently, the baby didn't like the consequences of keeping her resolve from crumbling. She groaned as it once again rumbled its demands for some type of food. She was really craving a steak right now. Marinated in cheese sauce and topped with chocolate chips and ketchup…..

 

“The weird cravings just HAVE to come now…” she thought aloud bitterly.

“Sounds like someone is hungry for some grub.” A familiar voice mocked her from the far wall behind her.

 

“Jaden?” she sat up and saw the shadow fox appearing out of the shadows the moonlight caste in the room.

 

“The one and only.” He smirked and held out his arms presentingly. A brown paper bag was hanging from his right fist, “Your Prince Charming has arrived with the food.” He took a bow as she rolled her eyes.

 

“Flirt.” She sighed as he handed her the food he swiped from the kitchens for her.

 

“You've never complained at the undivided attention.” He snorted indignantly at her dead panned tone, “You should be happy that a sexy male such as my self is interested.”

 

“Oh, wait here while I jump for joy that a Hentai, Horny Kitsune finds pregnant women sexy. Not” she laughed at his expense when his smug composure faltered. She then promptly dug into the bag and stared to eat its contents of fruit and breaded pastries.

 

“You forgot generously kind and loving.” He pouted as he sat down on her mattress, careful to give her enough personal space, but he was still pushing his luck by leaning into her space while she ate.

 

She leaned back on the head board to give herself more room to eat.

 

“What's that? I didn't think you knew the meaning of `Kind and Loving'. All I hear from you are selfish innuendos of sexual activity in every which and every way you can twist words to go.” She said with her mouth half full of the apple she was currently scarffing down.

 

 

“You know you love me like that.” He teased.

 

Desota tensed. Why did he insist on implying that? She was grateful that he offered to give her the much needed food and the fact that he risked himself to do it for her sake, but really now. There was a line that she would not cross.

 

Her composure suddenly shifted from tolerant of his presence to reminiscent. She still didn't want to admit to herself that anytime that word, `love' came to mind that she thought of…..

 

`Not now. Don't get caught up in hormonal distress caused by pregnancy! It'll just make things more complicated.' She scolded herself. Regardless of the fact that Kurama's face still flashed behind her eyes and her wistful sigh.

 

Jaden watched her carefully and gritted his teeth. Sure he had gotten her to soften up to him, but she was still hung up on HIM! Damn it! He had a few months alone with her, or at least until Kurama came back with those fighters promised!

 

“I noticed you were more cooperative with being lead around lately.” He changed subject to get her to relax again.

 

Desota gladly accepted the change, “I can't fight forever like that in this condition I'm in. no when it's so futile to do so.” She shrugged, “It gets boring anyways. If only there was something to pass the time in this cell other than looking out the window to the courts below and watching the meaningless lives down below.”

 

“I'll look into it” He promised.

 

Desota jerked up in surprise, “You don't have to, you're already doing so much already!”

 

“Nah,” Jaden waved her concerns away dismissively, “Yomi seems a little bored with the way things are. What if we found an instrument for you to play? Then you could play for him.”

 

“Why would I play for that prick?” Desota snapped.

 

Jaden laughed, still amused by her sometimes crude words. They were just so out of place coming from her, “I meant as a way to `earn' the right to know what's going on. Obviously he's not going to just come out and say what you want, right? Maybe if you appeal to him with out giving up your pride by bowing and submitting to him, he'll take it the same way?”

 

“I guess…..” Desota nodded slowly as she finished off the delicious glazed icing crescent roll.

 

“So, did you ever play anything?” he knew she did. He and Joey used to spy on her when they were all kids and Dehora was still alive. She was very good too. That's why they spied on her.

 

Desota thought back to her childhood and nodded, “My Human mother loved the Piano, so she taught me how to play a little while I was very young. When Papa took me away, he let me play and continue my lessons. But that was a long time ago.”

 

“Things like that don't just go away. Soon as you feel the Piano again, I'm sure it'll all come back to you.” Jaden smiled gently at her.

 

Desota chose not to make eye contact with him while he looked like that. She instead found her sheets rather interesting at the moment.

 

“Why are you doing this?” she whispered.

 

“Excuse me?”

 

“Why are you helping me like this? What's in it for you?” she looked up at him.

 

“What do you mean `what's in it for me'?” he raised a black brow as it almost vanished in his blood red mane.

 

She suddenly glared at him threateningly, “If you're looking to soften me up for a good lay after I'm able or something, I suggest you forget it. I'm grateful, but I'm not desperate.” She warned with a straight face.

 

It took all his will power not to fall into a fit of giggles! She just looked so serious! It was rather cute to hear her threaten him like that!

 

“No, no, no,” he shook his head as the corners of his lips tightened from the strain of keeping a straight face, “I assure that's not what I'm after….,” On second thought…., “However, the thought is tempting. But who says we'd have to wait until you give birth?”

 

She crossed her legs tightly and glared at him, “Get that out of your head this instant, pervert!” she hissed with a deep blush.

 

He laughed at her flustered response, “Rape's not the way I run my shows, hun”

 

“Really? One can't tell with the way you flaunt over things similar to it. I can't believe how kinky you can get. Who the hell tells a pregnant woman his most sexually favorite intercourse at night, just because there is lack of a conversation topic?” she quoted what he had confided in her a few nights ago.

 

He smirked widely at the memory of her face all embarrassed as she tried to get him to shut up that night, “Hm, but it broke the icy silence that night, didn't it?”

 

“Hardly.” She yawned, “Can you go now? I'm getting tired of this.”

 

“I wore you out already, ne? Guess the firework's will have to wait then.” He teased with a wink.

 

“Man whore.” She groaned.

 

“Sticks and Stones may break my bones,” he rehearsed, then leaned closer to her to whisper into her ear, “but whips and chains excite me” he chuckled as she shoved him off her. Oh how he loved to tease her. He momentarily wandered if Yoko Kurama also found this a favored pass time.

 

“You're kinky enough to back it up.” She snorted, “Now leave so I may rest in peace.” She flopped down into the bed to dismiss him while she turned her back on him.

 

He shook his head and headed for the far wall that was covered in shadow, “I'll see about the piano tomorrow,” and with that he left.

 

Desota sighed in relief, “The nerve of that bastard! Why does he have to be the one that's doing this for me? Why cants it be some one who doesn't act so much like him” she sighed.

 

Once again, Kurama wormed into her thoughts.

 

Well, as they say in human world, `Absence makes the heart grow fonder'. Maybe that was all it was. She just missed the guy whom first showed her this kind of kindness that wasn't false like Sensui had. Kurama had accepted her into his home the same day he met her. He'd helped her with anything she asked with out a true complaint. Sure he'd grumble sometimes when she woke him up in the dead of night so he'd go out and buy her something from the store to satisfy her killer cravings, but it was only light hearted.

 

And now, this new Kitsune, Jaden, was doing the same thing. Although his true intentions were still unknown other than the obvious fooling around he seemed so willing to imply with the open option. That was one way to pass the time that she'd never resort to! Like she said before she wasn't desperate!