Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ the Hanyou II: All's Fair in Love and War ❯ Chapter 7 Truths Seduction ( Chapter 7 )

A/N- Call this an apology for taking so long before. Please review at least one chap or both is even better ^_^

 

Cya

 

 

In this fair world

There's no blood

There's no alibi

Cause I've drawn regret

For the truth of a thousand lies

So let mercy come

And wash away

WHAT I'VE DONE!!

What I've done: Linkin Park

 

-Still don't own anything but my own characters…..

 

 

Chapter 7- Truths Seduction

 

After the dinner party's guests were all excused to go, Yomi summoned Desota back into his presence, but this time in a smaller, more private courtroom. Yuda and Shachi were on either side of his throne waiting for her arrival.

 

The ancient, blind demon tilted his head ever so slightly when he sensed her approach as she entered the courtroom with Tsuya on her heels. The chain around her neck was slack in the lemur demoness's hands as the hanyou walked in dignified. Her aura showed no bitterness toward Yomi as it once flamed so fiercely when she was forced into this very same room the last time - when she was first brought into this castle that had become her prison.

 

Yomi raised an eye brow when her foot steps didn't stop in their respective place as usual. Her confidant strides that tapped the granite polished floors came closer to the foot of the throne.

 

“Has your anxiety clouded your manners?” Yuda hinted when she stopped at the foot of the throne and looked up at them determined.

 

“Lord Yomi,” she chose to ignore the goblin demon.

 

“Yes, child, I know what this is about, I sent for you did I not?” Yomi nodded as he caught her slight tone, “You wish to know why you're being held here, right?”

 

She let silence be her answer, but he could feel the way her aura curiously spiked with anxiety and curiosity. He was slightly amused to feel the underlining pulse of the growing child with in her womb. It was about time for its own spirit pattern to form anyway.

 

“Have you ever heard of the King of Thieves of Makai?” Yomi started off.

 

“Stories by the fire side, but nothing else.” She admitted.

 

“Do you know who was this `King'?” he continued as he clasped his hands in front of him between his legs as he allowed himself to relax.

 

“My father never got to that part.” Desota said suspiciously, “What's all this got to do with,”

 

“His name was Yoko Kurama, the spirit fox of Makai.” Yomi interrupted, taking her slight surprise as a sign that he had her attention, “He had 2 others directly ruling beneath him: Kuronue of the scythe, and myself when I was much younger and still able to see the world around me. When I had my light.”

 

Desota felt like she should have known this, yet the facts he was recalling about Kurama…. They seemed like she knew, yet at the same time, she was hearing them for the first time in her life! She felt a pang of hurt that he'd keep something like that from her. All he said was that he was a common thief in the demon plain and that he was ambushed by the SDF soldiers after a run in with them. At least that's what she remembered….

 

“After a rashly planned out raid when I took the best men out and blindly let them be slaughtered, I myself was caught and ambushed by an unknown demon. It was this very same demon who took my light.” Yomi continued.

 

Despite not wanting to feel any compassion for this guy, Desota's caring heart went out to him. Traitorous heart and its traitorous emotions! She blamed her pregnancy for evoking her overly careing compassion.

 

“I would later find out that my most trusted ally, Yoko Kurama, was the same demon whom sent that hit man after me. I also never saw any of my comrades ever again. While I did come to hate even murderously despise that bastard Kurama, the war has brought up a need for him. If this country is to survive, then he will be needed on our side to aid us.”

 

She caught the drift and felt sick to her stomach suddenly, “S…. so, you're using…. Me? Why should I become a component in your quest to gain his loyalty? What significance do I hold?”

 

“That's a good question…,” Shachi mumbled loathingly under his breath, knowing his King heard his distaste for this situation.

 

“You my dear are the chain that holds our dear friend, Yoko Kurama to our walls.” Yomi smiled almost fondly with a sense of false words that held a `read-between-the-lines' effect on her, “It's very hard to convince the unwilling when they are so strong and aren't likely to be bribed. The only way to get Kurama to concede to our requests was to bring in his family as a playing card.”

 

“Shiori?” she whispered. Then the hackles on the back of her neck sprung to attention as she switched to the offensive, “What have you done to her?! What about Daisuke and Kokota?!” she demanded. Her red and black ears flattened to her skull angrily. Her small, half-breed fangs were bared as she let her aura flare accusingly.

 

“No human was harmed, hanyou. That part of his family is irrelevant to what Lord Yomi is saying.” Yuda reassured.

 

“To think we'd stoop THAT low.” Shachi chastised. `I was surprised we went to the hanyou level…' he added as an afterthought to himself.

 

Did he ever have a positive word to say?

 

“I'm afraid you misunderstand,” Yomi stood up and gracefully approached her as he walked down the small steps from his throne to her. His own dominating aura forcing her rebelling one under control, “Kurama's old family is not what we have to use in our favor.” He paused as he could hear her heart beat race and her skin heat nervously. Her aura twisted this way and that in a confusion of arrays that it didn't take some one with sight to know she was obviously due for this number.

 

“He's being bound by the knowledge that in these very walls of my keep resides the woman whom was mysteriously cursed by death as his mate and yet awoke from her death bed with no knowledge of their love, his love, nor whom the father of her own child is. HIS child. HIS resurrected mate intended.” Yomi put a hand on her shoulder, “Kurama will not go against my word so long as you are under my control, and how ever long he is under my hand depends on many things, including you.”

 

Desota was in utter shock, “I… I died?” wasn't that Yusuke's story? TWICE??? Why can't she remember?? What's going on?!

 

“Yes. You who are the daughter of Dehora, and half-sister to Joseph Ishtar of the Eastern lands. You play a duet in your role as well. Not only do you bind a powerful spirit to my side, but you glue an entire country to our command. Lord Ishtar has been very worried about uniting the allied clans again in his region, yet in order to lead them, he needs all family alive to be accounted for. If something were to happen to you, it wouldn't look so good to the allied council. A death in the family due to hostility when it could have been avoided in this way is looked down upon. You don't want to let down the last of your clan, now do you?” he was chipping away at her rebellious spirit as each new fact and reason she was so tied into this weighed solely on her self.

 

She died… taking with her an innocent child and paid a dept to regain both their lives through the grace of God and a quick act of Hakkuto.

 

Her father and mother died to prolong her unworthy half-blood.

 

Ryu gave up his existence as the last of his kind and the last hope for his people with his life to save her and the others.

 

Yusuke had given up his life twice: once for a child and another for the sake of his friends.

 

Kurama had to put on hold his love for her when she was wiped clean of any memory of his love, or even that he was her child's father.

 

Lord Ishtar was her half brother who was trying his best to reassure her life….

 

All of them risked something to keep her life going when the world wanted her dead. The only other mixed blood she knew of was Yusuke…. What good was she? Why was everything tied to her somehow??!

 

This wasn't her war!

 

Yet the out come of it could be influenced by how SHE acted!

 

Kurama didn't have to fight,

 

But he was to keep her and their child safe….

 

Why…

 

`Why do I continually hold people bound to…. Something? Why am I a chain to them?' she thought as her mind was starting to go blank.

 

Yomi knew then that he had cracked her solidified wall of resistance. It was only a matter of time before things got normal around here, “Do you know understand your place, hanyou?”

 

Then, she proved his point right.

 

Desota slowly, almost in a trance, bended down on her knees at his feet and bowed to him. Her arms tucked under her as she clasped her hands together as if she prayed to God for forgiveness, “I understand….. My Lord.” She acquiesced, “I will obey your law.”

 

Yomi nodded then turned, “It's good to see you've seen the light of the situation.” He then turned his head toward Tsuya and nodded.

 

Tsuya wanted to cry. The hanyou was starting to break and there was nothing anyone could do about it. As the lemur bent down to help the pregnant half demon up, she noticed that gone away was that burning defiance the Kitsune held before. There was only a shadow of it now. It was if Yomi had found a way to put out her fire.

 

“Come along now,” Tsuya led the quiet hanyou back to their quarters, passing Jaden at the door. Jaden went to follow curiously and concerned, but Tsuya shook her head and mouthed `later' to him. He understood and continued on to his lords chambers.

 

Having heard the whole confession of Yomi from the shadows, Jaden was out raged! The demon had gone too far!

 

With out knocking, Jaden walked in on his Lord Ishtar with the Lady Nar in Ishtar's lap while they shared a peaceful silence on their extensive bed. His rude barge in shoved away any romantic feeling there would have been.

 

“Jaden!” Nar hissed, “The least you could do was knock!”

 

Joey was about to put his own 2cents into the vulgar mannerism, but stopped before he could start when he caught the look on the other Kitsunes face. Anger.

 

“Jaden?” the young lord asked.

 

“Too far, Joey!” he snapped with blazing steel eyes, “THAT BASTARDS GONE TOO FUCK'N FAR THIS TIME!”

 

“Jaden… who's gone too far?” Nar asked for elaboration.

 

“YOMI!” he replied with an edge of hate, “He made her believe that EVERY thing is her fault! Everything! Even things she knows nothing about! He just broke her!” Jaden wanted to yell, but for safety reasons, he only hissed out his anger. His shadow barrier was only so good when he was angered enough to be distracted.

 

“What….” Joey's eyes widened at the news as Jaden rambled on about what Yomi had said.

 

“She knows.” Jaden said after he was finished, “She knows who you are to her. She knows who she is to our country.”

 

“It saves us the trouble of telling her at least.” Joey shrugged,

 

Nar slapped him on the chest harshly, “OW!” he yelped and rubbed his abused skin looking like he was shot instead of hit.

 

“Don't give me that stupid look; you know why I did it. How could you saw something like that after what's going on!?” Nar reprimanded.

 

“You think I don't know that? I was just trying to lighten the mood a moment.” Joey scoffed while Nar rolled her eyes.

 

“Well, oh Great Lord of COMENDIANS” she sassed, “what do you plan on doing?”

 

“Yomi has you at a check-mate right now.” Jaden reminded.

 

“Thank you captain obvious, arrogant, pig.” Nar said dryly.

 

“It's in the job description to be obvious, so bite me. I'm and Ambassador, remember?” Jaden snapped.

 

“Raizen…,” Joey thought aloud.

 

“Raizen?? The war freak?? Aren't we opposite??” Nar asked, “Well, other than the whole `no eating human' thing.” She admitted as an after thought.

 

“Yeah, but Raizen is dieing…. And I had another vision.” Joey said as he got a far off look while he recalled that particular vision he'd had earlier, “When Raizen dies, Urameshi, his heir, will confront Yomi face to face, challenging him to… something. It was unclear, but if we were to make a pact with the Mazuku child…,” he trailed off seeing the other two catch on.

 

“In the chaos here with HIM we can get the Missy outta harms way?” Jaden confirmed.

 

“And at the same time, let the country of war take out Yomi with out aid as punishment for hurting her?” Nar added.

 

“You used telekinesis on that one dear, I felt it.” Joey accused.

 

“I had to be sure it wasn't a stupid idea.” She defined.

 

“Well? Is it stupid my love?” he asked with a purr.

 

Nar's eye brows popped playfully, “On the contrary, I say it's gloriously wonderful”

 

“Sir, I got the …. Cheese you ordered??” Ryoga came through the doors with a platter of cheese balanced on his palm to see his lord and lady making out on the bed and a disgustedly jealous Jaden.

 

“Have some decency will you!” Jaden scoffed and got up to brush past the frozen Ryoga to escape.

 

“Jealousy isn't good, my friend” Joey taunted when he broke from his mate to be, “Why don't you go cool your jets with your own intended? Calm her confused mind and put her heart to rest.”

 

“I don't take advantage of girls…. Like that anyways.” Jaden scoffed, “she's your own sister for crying out loud!”

 

“Yeah, and you're the hand picked mate I chose for her, `for crying out loud.'” The steel Kitsune retaliated childishly and laughed when his friend stormed out.

 

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“Are you hungry?” Tsuya held out a small platter toward the motionless hanyou who sat on her bed looking out the window with a dull light in her eyes, “You didn't have time to eat at dinner since you were playing so beautifully for your guests…”

 

“They were never MY guests. They are mere pawns of Lord Yomi.” Desota droned.

 

Tsuya faltered in her constant smile, “Uh.. Yes, well….” She cleared her throat and set the platter down on the floor beside the chair she sat in, “Okay, so I guess you're not hungry?”

 

No response.

 

But Tsuya wasn't about to give up, “I know, how about we sneak out again tonight and spend the night in the gardens again? Under the stars and everything like we did a while back!” Tsuya clasped her hands dreamily, “It was so beautiful last time…. And I heard a rumor that tonight's the usual guards' night-off! It'll be easy to slip pass a rookie!”

 

Desota sighed and lay down on her side still facing away from the lemur demoness who was attempting to cheer her up, “Tsuya….”

 

“Too cold out tonight? I thought so.” Tsuya rambled on, “OH, I KNOW! Lets go down to the library and-,”

 

“No more, Tsuya.” Desota whispered, cutting the happy rant of the demoness.

 

“Huh?” Tsuya was stunned by the pained tone the girl was using, “Desota what's wrong?” she started to worry as she picked up the tell-tale scents of salty tears.

 

“No more…. Just leave me be, please…,” the hanyou whispered.

 

“But Desota,”

 

“Please….,” Desota sniveled.

 

Tsuya's heart broke that the hanyou was trying to hide her tears from even herself, but she couldn't blame her…

 

She wordlessly stood up and headed for the door, but didn't close it behind her until she whispered, “I… I'll see you in the morning, Desota.” And she was gone with a soft click showing her leave.

 

Desota's damn that held her tears cracked and crumbled before her as her soft and controlled snivels turned in to bone wrecking sobs and storms of tears leaked down her face.

 

It was really all her fault this time.

 

She was the one who foolishly died and took a child's life.

 

It was she who was weak enough to be controlled by Sensui in the first place.

 

Her fault her own parents were no longer living.

 

Ryu was dead.

 

A whole country was being forced into an alliance because of her.

 

Just like Kurama was being forced into service because she had forgotten him, yet he still cared deeply for her….

 

It was all her own.

 

She growled at herself through her tears and frustratedly punched her pillow with a miserable groan.

 

“Why is it always me? It always seems that I'm the string people wanna pull to get what they want! Worse, I'm weak enough to walk into it over and over again!” she hissed out loud, “I'm sick and tired of it! I wish none of this ever happened! No father and mother giving birth to what I am, no soul infusion to house Ryu, no meeting Sensui, no meeting Kura-,” her throat choked off into a strangled sob as she unconsciously stopped herself from jinxing not meeting Kurama…

 

Her frustration melted away to a spurred pain in her womb when her child kicked at her insides from with in her as if to try and knock his mother out of what ever was making her muscles quiver with sobs. Her hand immediately reached for her stomach to cup the large bulge to try and sooth her sore muscles from the little, unexpected kick her child delivered, an automatic smile itched across her mouth as she felt the warmth of her own stomach. The child wasn't even born yet, but it was already having an effect on her moral. She absently wandered what it would look like.

 

`Minnie Kurama?? Minnie Yoko?' she sighed in exasperation at the thought of another Yoko going around, “Lord help us if it takes after him…” she sighed aloud and proceeded to imagine all the different combinations between the three of the them that the child could end up with. Before, she never got the chance to try this, she didn't know who the father was, but apparently, it was Kurama… and more than likely Yoko found away to wiggle himself in on the action. She knew him well enough to expect nothing less. However, when she saw Kurama next, she'd have to get to the bottom of just why he never said anything about it. Did he not love her?

 

Ohh, that one hurt. Desota's heart felt cold suddenly as if it had stopped. Did he really not love her? Was that it? Was he hoping that she'd never know and just move on?

 

That cant be right… or at least that's not what she wanted to hear. Kurama didn't seem the type of bastard to do that. If he didn't like her like that, then why was he always so friendly and personal with her? Even if he never tried to cross the friendship line, no one's stupid enough to miss that look in his eye that obviously said he felt something for her….

 

Desota groaned and rolled from her side to her back on the bed as she stared up at the ceiling, “Why do you always get head aches when you think too deeply?” she sighed dejectedly as she felt the stress start to seep out of her the more she thought of Kurama, even if it was replaced by a different type of nervousness. One that brought butterflies to her stomach and made her heart flutter every time she imagined even the color green or gold; the same as their eyes.

 

What was wrong with her? Yes she cared about them closer than she thought possible, and yes she found Kurama very appealing, but did that really warrant this light hearted, exhilarating feeling? She knew she never felt quite like this before. How could she forget such a strange, but pleasant feeling??

 

Well, Hakkuto did say that pregnancy tended to make hormones go on over-drive. And the fact that she was a YOUNG pregnant woman didn't help. She was only just now turning 18 about a week ago. A baby in demon standards and just barely breeching adulthood in human. Kurama was already 19 and about to be a young parent with her whether they were ready or not. Yoko defiantly had an edge where age was considered. He was what…. 500, 1000 years old?

 

Desota snorted as she suddenly burst into giggles at her own train of thought, “That would make him a major pedophile!”

 

“Who is it now?”

 

Desota jerked startled at the sudden voice from the shadows. She hadn't heard the door open…

 

Silver grey eyes bore down into her from the shadows just before a face started to become visible and then the rest of the intruders' body seemed to grow from the shadows of the wall. Dark, rusty red hair pulled up in a samurai knot gave away who her late night visitor really was.

 

“Jaden?” she breathed as she let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding, “I thought I told you the door is there for a reason.”

 

“Yeah, well, according to Tsuya, `visiting hours are not available at the moment.'” He mocked the Lemur demoness' voice in a dreadfully corny way with an exadurated frown as he pouted, “Besides, I do this often enough that you should be used to it by now.”

 

“I'm afraid not” Desota sighed in agreement. Her ears perked up curiously from their laid back state when he moved to sit near her on the bed, “What are you doing?”

 

“Did he hurt you?” he was dead serious as his silver eyes searched her own aqua blue.

 

“Hurt me? You mean Yomi?” she clarified and then frowned at his nosiness, “Why is it any of your concer-,”

 

“JUST,” he let his voice rise for a second as his nerves broke out before he exhaled quickly to calm himself down again and keep his cool, “Just…. Please tell me the truth.” He looked her in the eye again, “Did Yomi lift a finger to you?”

 

“I'm sure you were watching from the shadows, as usual, you sneak.” Desota deadpanned as she tried to get him to take the hint that he had no business trekking where he shouldn't be.

 

“He would have felt my power, so I was only able to get close enough to over hear a few of the louder spoken parts. Look just tell me,” he was almost begging her.

 

Desota was surprised to see the demon's wide, concerned eyes as his usually arrogant features were morphed into a worried mold. His black ears were folded to his head like a sad puppy.

 

“No…” she whispered, “Yomi never struck me.”

 

“You're sure?” he double checked.

 

Desota rolled her eyes, “I think I'd know if I knew if some one hit me or no—,” she was cut off in shock when Jaden leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips with a sigh of relief escaping him.

 

“Oh, thank god!” he said and kissed her frozen lips again, “Thank god, thank god, thank god, THANK GOD!” he kissed her lightly like that at least 2 more times before she almost violently shoved him away.

 

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU??!” she gasped almost in fear.

 

“What do mean by that? I feel fine.” Jaden turned around in a circle looking himself over, “Don't I look fine??”

 

“No, no, no!” she growled, “Why did you kiss me? Not once but 4 times! I never gave you permission you arrogant PRICK!” she licked her lips before stubbornly wiping them off with her sleeve.

 

Jaden smirked, “What's wrong with that?” he shrugged, “After all, `It's better to ask for forgiveness than permission', right?”

 

“Who told you something stupid like that? Only a fool would follow that metaphor.” She belittled him as she quickly made sure to put some distance between him and herself.

 

Jaden looked hesitant a moment. His silver eyes darted away from hers before looking back up, “Your… your father did.”

 

Desota stiffened and then her tail bristled as a sudden thought occurred to her. Jaden was keeping something from her. She snatched his shirt collar roughly brining him close to her threateningly, “How do you know my family? I know you work for Joseph, but tell me, where is my dear brother?” she snapped.

 

“Joey?” yeesh! Pregnancy mood swings were a killer! “He's in bed with his intended mate…”

 

“So he really is here? Yomi wasn't lying?” Desota asked meekly.

 

“Why would he lie about that?! He was practically announcing Lord Josephs existence soon as he could tell he was with in hearing rang!” Jaden bristled as she let go of him.

 

“Is there a way to talk to him? I mean, you know…” Desota suddenly felt exposed and shy as jumbled and confused feelings regarding her brother came to surface.

 

Jaden studied her while she tried to ask him about her half brother. She was so cute when she was flustered like this! And yet here she was just 10 seconds ago trying to strangle him threateningly. She really wouldn't let life get boring, that was for sure…

 

“You can't see him at the moment. He and his … well, I can imagine that they're mates by now, are “coupling” and will be on the move again tomorrow to visit a friend.” He explained.

 

“Oh…,” she seemed crestfallen.

 

“But, he'll be back later.” He reassured.

 

She nodded and a silence fell over the two of them. His silver eyes didn't leave her through out the pregnant silence. Something she was quickly getting irritated with.

 

“What are you shooting for?” she suddenly confronted suspiciously.

 

“Shooting for? What do you mean?” he tilted his head cutely, but she wasn't falling for his charms.

 

“This! Why do you continually aid me? Why do you always seem to be there? You come into my room more frequently than if I had a lover, and even the maids are talking about something along those lines happening between us! There's even a rumor going around that the child is Y-YOURS!” she stuttered the last word as she felt an odd feeling come over her. It was warm and pleasant and made her feel like yelling wasn't necessary, but staring at him was. His silver eyes never lost their lazy focus on her as she finished her rant at him.

 

“Why?” he asked as he moved closer to her, crawling up the bed on all fours until he was almost completely covering her with out touching her. Their faces only inches apart and she blushed innocently as his hot breath brushed her cheeks, “Because, Desota….” He lightly kissed her jaw a few times, delighting in the fact that she didn't struggle this time, but she was very still, “I can't get enough of you. Even if I tried. I still want more of you.”

 

he claimed her lips hotly this time as he gently pressed his tongue pass her lips to trace her teeth so she'd open up to him. For the life of her, she didn't know why she was letting him explore her so vigorously, but she felt so hazed and heavy that she didn't care. She was ignoring the half of her that was screaming at her to fry his scrawny ass to just sit back and reveal in his ministrations. It felt like an illusion almost. She knew that something was wrong, but at the moment she didn't seem to care much.

 

It was working! His Kitsune Seduction was working on her senses enough that soon, he'd have her moaning his name. He'd take it easy on her since she was pregnant, but he knew Kurama would be returning soon and he needed to get his claim on his intended if he planned to steal her from his predecessor. He refused to give her back now that Kurama left her so wide open to steal.

 

Even though she wasn't very likely to respond much, Jaden continued to arouse them both by rubbing against her and letting skin light fire upon skin as he ravished her body tenderly. Loving the small whimpers she made that were almost strangled as still yet some part of her held back from him somehow. That was fine. She'd come around soon after they'd mated. He grinded his hardened arousal against her own hidden core. They were separated only by 2 thin sleep wear layers and a thin sheet and he was loving the way her heat teased him. He grinded harder against her being careful not to squish the child with in her womb by leaning on her. He kissed her neck feverishly and groaned out her name as she wound her hands tightly in his rusty mane with a resistant pull against him as she still tried to get him off. He knew it was useless now, his seduction powers were making her own body needy and weak. His tongue tasted her tangy flavored sweat she'd already worked up. Jaden ravished her more boldly now. He would not allow this to stay one sided! He would make his intentions known!

 

`This is not happening!' she thought as her mind was slowly turning into mush. It was very alarming to her with how she was reacting! Her body was even arousing to the point of getting uncomfortable! She desperately tried to regain her own power of herself, but it felt like HE was pulling the strings on her!

 

`What was I thinking again………..?' her thoughts started to get lesser and lesser as he became more passionate. With how he was humping her, it was as if they had no clothes on! This arrogant male was practically raping a pregnant woman??

 

Somewhere in the back of her most primal instincts as a hanyou, her demonic self preservation kicked in, and it was ANGRY! Her eyes flashed an eerie red color as her pupils lost the glossy blackness into flashing angry blue as her battle aura flared at him, trying to knock him off her.

 

 

 

Jaden stopped dead in what he was doing to her and stiffened when he felt her aura shift drastically and immediately knew he was going too far ((no ya think?!)) Knowing that her collar was meant to double backlash any threatening special power attack back at her, he hastily tried to sooth her back to her normal state. However, one quick look at her face as he weighed himself down on her fully to hold her in place told him that her demonic blood was in full gear now!

 

She snarled angrily at him as her power static around them. Biting him harshly as it charged up with any and all electrons around them to focus in on her. He could feel the electric static vibrate where ever he touched her. The collar started to fizz when the sensors picked up on her threatening power and he feared for her to say the least.

 

“Desota, listen to me, you have to calm down--,”

 

“GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD BEFORE I MAKE SURE I NEVER SEE OR HEAR FROM YOU UNTILL ALL OTHER LIFE DIES!” her voice was husky and harsh unlike her normal pleasantly melodic tone he was used to.

 

He quickly asserted his own shadow power to wrap around the collar as she let loose on her electric charge she held inside her into him. He cried out in pain but tried to hold on to her as tight as he could while the collar rebelled and sent another electric wave with twice the force right back at her. The force of it broke through his own protection he desperately held for her and surged painfully through her. She screamed in pain and caused her own power to accelerate in strength to try and push back what ever was hurting her instinctively. Jaden quickly knew what he had to do and used his shadow powers to cloud her consciousness and force her into a knocked out sleep.

 

She suddenly fell limp as if she had just been sleeping and left the pour shadow Kitsune panting with the excess energy. He didn't move from atop her panting until he was sure she was out for a while and he regained his own breath with a groan of self hatred.

 

He knew he had gone too far. WAY too far! How could he have lost control like that?! Didn't he have better restraint than some hormone driven kit?? Not by that performance!

 

With a snarl of frustration, Jaden silently got off her to try and stand, but her hand unconsciously still held on to his from when he had intertwined fingers with her in the heat of his own one sided passion.

 

“Kura…ma…” she whispered out in a sighed breath.

 

Jaden's ears flinched downward to his skull. She still said his name like that…. It has been months since she saw him and she knows she's here because of his past with Yomi, yet still she sighs out his name in her knocked out consciousness…

 

 

Jaden had one hell of a rival to beat if that damned bastard avatar Kitsune still had her captured like this even with her memory of his love forever lost….

 

“God Damn it!” he cursed, letting down his sound/smell barrier only to realize Tsuya was approaching the door again.

 

 

“Dessy?” Tsuya poked her head in to check on her only to see Jaden looking down at the hanyou. One sniff and Tsuya knew something very sexual was going on, “What did you do to her?!” she hissed at the back of the fox demon.

 

`Damn her…,' he mentally seethed.

 

“Nothing, she just had a wet dream and I felt like jacking off next to her….” He lied.

 

Tsuya noticed that as he turned to pass her on his way out that apparently his `Jacking off' hadn't worked, “Do that in your own private time, please! Some of us would rather keep what we had for dinner in our stomachs.” She rolled her eyes and closed then locked the door behind her to keep him out while she set to work cleaning up after the `wet dream'.

 

With heavy, stridden steps, Jaden headed for his own room. He was going to lock himself away, sit in the darkness and bang his head on the wall repeatedly until he was sure he'd get some sense knocked into himself. HOW COULD HE DO THAT?!! Even if she probably won't remember it much since her demon blood took over, but STILL! He felt like a complete and total ass hole and knew it was true!

 

Not long after he left, Jaden walked pass his lords' room where the sandy brunette youth of the said lord leaned against the outer frame with the door closed behind him. His blue eyes watched Jaden as the ex-rouge Kitsune passed by before he decided to speak.

 

“That was a quick seduction. I wasn't aware that my own sister would be that easy, but it seems that your powers of persuasion have surprised me again. Though why you've decided to leave her side afterward, I still must wander and question whether or not you really will commit to her….,” he let his well placed diction linger in the air between them as the other silver eyed Kitsune stopped just in front of the Lord.

 

“Then I'm afraid that there was no surprise for you to find this night. Nothing happened.” Jaden tried to reply calmly with out looking to his lord. However, the edge in his tone spoke volumes and he knew Joey wasn't impressed. So he opted to glare straight ahead as what just happened flew in replay behind his minds eye.

 

Joey scoffed half heartedly, “You must be joking. I can smell it all over you—arousal. And not just your own; if I'm not mistaken, you even got her to-,”

 

“Nothing happened” Jaden cut him off tightly, “Why do you insist on pestering me just before I chose to sleep?”

 

“Look me in the eye and say that you didn't try anything on her. Maybe then, I'll accept your bluff as fact.” Joey brushed off Jaden's attempt to change subject.

 

Jaden's neck snapped to turn only his head at his lord in an annoyed manner and glared his icy gaze straight into the other's mildly amused blue orbs, why did this lord he chose to serve have to be such a bastard…“I didn't accomplish anything.” He said again.

 

“Ah, now we have the truth.” Joey smirked at the small admission, “Was it something you said, or what?”

 

“Nosy much?” Jaden sighed as his hard glare started to wither away. The two males were too close of friends to be angry near one another for too long. They knew each other well enough to know what to say and how to say it to ease the fiery temper tantrums. Nar was able to do better with Joseph on this than Jaden himself, but Jaden insisted that the only reasons why was because: 1- she was female and used it to her advantage over her love-struck mate and 2- she had telekinesis on her side.

 

“This is family we're talking about. Not some war we're trying to avoid with such preservative intentions. I have every right to know.” Joey shrugged, but a glare of warning told Jaden that Joey somehow knew what went on, and the underlining effect of him mentioning that she was family wasn't lost to Jaden.

 

Damn the steel fox and his damned gifted visions!

 

“All's fair in love and war, no?” Jaden started to walk toward his own room further down the hall. Not at all attempting to elaborate to Joey on anything more.

 

Joey watched him leave, “Whatever it is, Jaden, don't take it to heart. You picked a shitty time to start those big guns on her anyways. Not while she's pregnant you idiot.” He chuckled as he returned to his own rooms confides where his own sleeping mate lay on their bed resting.

 

Jaden's stride faltered only for a moment, “You're the one who suggested it. It's not like you have room to talk, `he who is supposed to be her older half brother'.” Jaden sighed under his breath as he entered his room.

 

All through out the night, Jaden's neighbors in the other rooms could hear a harsh `Thump, thump, thump, BAM!' coming from the far wall in Jaden's room as he banged his head repeatedly.

 

“Stupid, idiot, moronic, hormone driven, dick thinking…,” he muttered to himself in his brooding in between thumps on the wall.

 

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Mukuro sighed languidly as she slumped into her private chambers. It had been another annoying day of waiting for that damned old bastard, Raizen, to hurry up and die while she stayed in her own territory under-cover from other demonic eyes in her mummy-like wraps and trained extensively with her new second in command, Hiei. Now that he was second in command, Mukuro and himself had been training nonstop to prepare for the confrontation on Yomi's lands. If rumors were true, then the Eastern Lands were meeting with that bastard (no not the old bastard, the stuck up, industrious one.) probably right now, conversing of an alliance to use against her and then over through her lands. To say things had been tight around here were an understatement.

 

An added bonus lately, to Mukuro's unending amusement, was that as a result of Hiei spending so much time with her, his mate Yumi seemed to get the wrong idea on Mukuro's new found companionship with her mate. The wolf demoness seemed to think Hiei was having an affair with herself. Mukuro admitted silently that if Hiei wasn't so committed to the paranoid wolf demoness, she'd seriously consider him as a potential lover. One that she'd keep to herself whips chains and all.

 

Mukuro growled annoyed as she felt the tell tale sighs of her body getting aroused just by thinking of the possibilities of the small demon as her lover. She refused to assist it, thinking it too lowly to think about. If she got really horny, it wasn't as if she couldn't just go out and get some demon to fuck senseless. Hell, the wolf demoness sounded good enough, just by the way Hiei described her bluntly and quickly any time she'd challenged him to show her who she was face to face. In all the months Hiei's family had been here, he had yet to allow his Lord and mate to meet. His pups ran into her late one night when the two copies of their father snuck out to play in the shadows. She hated children, but there were exceptions in everything. It was easy to tell that they were their father's sons, even if they seemed hyped up on youth.

 

She had tried picturing the wolf demoness mentally for a long time based on the traits she's seen in the pups that didn't belong to Hiei, like brown hair, green eyes, wolf traits, and mood swings of wide character. Killer one second, a charity leader the next. It only made the secretive Mukuro want to meet the female demoness more! Curiosity was one of the things that made life worth while for Mukuro, but this was killing her.

 

Seeing as she was restless, Mukuro swiftly left her room to patrol her own darkly decorated palace, she put on her mask before she left just in case. Her underlings passed her by with a fearful or highly respected and fearful bow to her presence. None of them knowing they were bowing to a woman. A slave refugee no less either, but that mattered little. All Mukuro saw that mattered was keeping hold of her power and stopping a ridiculous unification of the words. Chaos is here because it couldn't be anywhere else. As it should stay.

 

She stopped to look out at her barren lands through the open windows of the palace as she let herself dwell on what Hiei's mate might look like once again. She was frustrated when she was interrupted in her musings by a lowly underling.

 

“What is it you disturb me with, lowly filth?” she hissed. There were no warm words in her palace, only straight to the point actions and lashing words.

 

The horned bat like demon jolted in fear before he swallowed a nervous lump in his throat and bowed pitifully to the ground and remain there while she glared down at him coldly through her wrappings.

 

“My Lord, I have returned with the news you sought through me.” He shivered.

 

Mukuro's interest barely perked at his announced purpose for breathing the same air as herself, “And that would be?”

 

“Lord of the East has in fact left the lord of the North. I tracked him as long as I could before he eluded me of his trail. He was heading west, toward Lord Raizen. His only companions are a female cat demon and another Kitsune guard.” He reported.

 

“Leave me to breath my air with out your stench,” she dismissed him as she turned to the window again, but this time, she focused on the Western area. What would an ally of the North be doing traveling to the Western Lands of Raizen with out an army to bombard it with?

 

“He is clearly young and stupid.” She said with morbid mirth.

 

“He is a Kitsune.” Hiei said at her side suddenly with out even disturbing the air round them. It was like he just materialized there, but Mukuro didn't even blink. She was used to his sudden appearances.

 

“Being Kitsunes got nothing to do with it. He's still young and reckless.” She snorted in dignity.

 

“You're one to accuse, being reckless yourself.” Hiei reminded her of just what kind of lands she ran.

 

“Yes,” she smirked under her mask, “But I do it for my own entertainment. He's just stupid by nature.”

 

Hiei said nothing in reply, but the look he gave her told her that her comment opinion was shared.

 

“How's the Miss's?” she said changing subject. Knowing she grated his nerves anytime she wanted to learn about his mate. He seemed rather greedy about that woman, as if he didn't wish to share her with anything or anyone. The only reason his own sons got her was because she was their mother.

 

“She's not dead” he said simply.

 

“No, my palace wouldn't be standing if she were with how you're so possessive over her. Is that why you refuse to allow her out of your room? Even going so far as to have her meals brought to her by yourself?” she poked around her limits to see how far she could push him. They were only superior and inferior to others, but privately, the two were equals. If Hiei refused to say something, then there was nothing she could do about it.

 

“She is recovering” he said simply in a way that said `drop it'.

 

“From what? Pregnancy can't take this long to recover from. It's been almost 5 or 6 months.” Mukuro persisted.

 

Seeing that she wasn't likely to give up, Hiei gave her the silent treatment to any and all questions about his mate. She was HIS mate, not hers. Why should she have to know anything that goes on between him and his mate? Why did she even want to MEET her anyways? Yumi already thought that he might be having an affair with her as it was. If the wolf met her then he couldn't guarantee that his little mate would behave. She was rather rash….

 

And he knew Mukuro only requested to see people for one of three reasons.

 

she wanted to kill them

she might be interested in them, female or male, he knew Mukuro cared not just like any other demon never does care about gender in lovers

She wanted something from them….

 

 

Reason one and three were out since she wouldn't kill something that was his and there was nothing Yumi had that would interest Mukuro. He didn't let the two women meet for an array of reasons, but one had been as a precaution to keep Mukuro to herself. She was his superior, but he refused to allow her to fancy HIS mate.

 

Mukuro gave up after a while as the sun started to wane behind the mountains in the distance of the wasteland below. They simply sat there staring out in their own thoughts when 2 sets of pattering feet reached their sensitive ears. Hiei didn't even turn around as his twin sons, Haru and Taku scurried in the room playing `Tag'. Their bushy little tails wagging in glee as the brothers chased each other around and didn't feel the need to realize that they were caught until they felt their own father's aura flare up annoyed.

 

The older, brown haired Taku of the identical duo stopped first. His autumn eyes were almost a reflection of his fathers own eyes and so was his up right hair style that came natural to most fire demons. The small hybrid wolf pup's black ears shot up then folded down.

 

His four minute younger brother was still rushing after his brown haired brother, taking the chance to tackle his frozen brother to the ground laughing childishly. The lightening sound was probably the only light hearted sound in the palace! Haru was Taku's look alike with only a few differences in appearance. Where Taku was brown haired and had his father's exact hairstyle, Haru was raven haired with straight bangs that framed his childish face while his hair flared up in the back. He had laughing and carefree forest green eyes and brown wolf fur. His element was ice, something he'd gained from his father's recessive blood.

 

Haru was confused why his brother wasn't playing back, but one look showed why. He froze from where he was pinning Taku's back to the ground as both he and his brother froze perfectly still as their father decided to cast a disapproving look down at them while the other person with a mask on at his side seemed widely amused. The brothers knew that they were in trouble.

 

“What are you two doing out of the room?” Hiei demanded in a voice suggested that lying wouldn't be wise.

 

Taku and Haru pointed accusing fingers at one another, “He told me to!” they said at the same time, then glared at one another traitorously.

 

“Did not, you told me we were going to go play outside and that dada wouldn't be back for a while!” Haru accused.

 

“Nu-uh!” Taku stuck out his tongue, “I just followed your dumb butt out here because I knew you'd get into trouble!”

 

“So you wanted to tattle tale on me?” Haru gawked.

 

“Duh!”

 

“Stupid head!” Haru stuck his tongue out.

 

“Hippo Butt!” Taku retaliated.

 

A loud growl stopped both boys to freezing in place again as Hiei stopped their fighting warningly.

 

“Both of you will go to the room and tell your mother what you were doing.” He said commandingly.

 

“But she'll whoop our buns!” Haru whimpered.

 

“Suck it up you baby!” Taku berated his little brother.

 

“You were crying last time you got spankies!” Haru countered.

 

“Did Not!”

 

“Did too!”

 

“Nu-uh!”

 

“Yea-huh!”

 

“Liar!”

 

“Am not!”

 

“Are too!”

 

“ENOUGH!” Hiei bristled.

 

Now, his pups were frozen, and the floor under them was suddenly very warm and very wet as both of the brothers whimpered in surprise and sudden fear. Mukuro had a hard time not laughing at the surreal sight of the cold hearted Hiei trying to get a handle on his bickering offspring! It went way beyond amusing!

 

“Both of you WILL be in the room before I count to 5!” he ordered.

 

“Do what?!” Haru eeped.

 

“Oh Crap!”

 

“OOOO! You said the C word! You said the C word! Momma's gonna whoop you good!” Haru chanted.

 

“Shut u-,”

 

“2…..” Hiei counted.

 

“Where'd one go?” Taku was suddenly afraid just like his more hyperactive brother.

 

“3…..”

 

“AH!” Haru yelped as he twisted around and scrambled off with his brother on his tail as they zoomed for their temporary home.

 

With the 2 of them gone, Hiei didn't see a reason to keep counting. He knew they were already in the room by now. He sighed in a small hint of exasperation and looked over at Mukuro to see her amused stare looking back at him. He knew she was laughing at him.

 

“Since when did you learn to deal with kids with out killing them?” she raised a brow.

 

“Parenting does things to you.” he shrugged and left her side to go on his own patrol around the palace, “besides, I doubt Yumi would like having her own pup's pelts marring the floor.”

 

Mukuro saw right through his bull shit answer, “Keep telling yourself that, Hiei. They're still just as much yours as they are hers.” She chuckled when Hiei snorted down the hall.