Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Price of Friendship ❯ Hiei's POV (2) ( Chapter 4 )

Thank You! Thief Lava

 

I'm going to take a page from DUD's book and answer questions indirectly.

 

KyoHana asked me if both Shiori and Yukina were killed by the two demons. While she doesn't believe it, I'm sure there are others wondering the same thing, right? Well, I'm going to be nice and say she's half right. One of them is dead, but which one will remain a mystery for at least one more chapter, as will who did it. She also wonders if our favorite demons did, in fact, kill their own teammate and why on the slim chance that they did. Perhaps they just know who actually did and are taking the blame for some reason or another. About that…truthfully, I haven't decided the terms of Kuwabara's death yet. *sweatdrop* I will soon, though! And when I do, I'll be sure to let you guys know. will soon, though! And when I do, I'll be sure to let you guys know. Heh!

 

Also, Katzztar, no there isn't. Sorry, but Kuwabara won't be coming back to life or be a ghost who refuses to leave. He may return to give advice in a dream or something, but other than that, no.

 

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Ch. 4: Hiei's POV

I exited Mukuro's office in a much more sour mood than I entered it. A frown was etched across my face as I practically stomped through the hallways decorated to fit Mukuro's intricate tastes.

 

We had spent the last half hour arguing over how to handle Yusuke Urameshi. Mukuro was convinced Kurama and I should either run or go into hiding. She actually went through and described how much of a threat the Detective was to me and Kurama, and, in affect, her because he controls one-third of Makai. Needless to say, I was against both of her ideas. I don't run from an opponent, and neither does Youko, especially not a human one; one-half or no.

 

I continued with my quick angry pace through the halls, occasionally spouting Makain curses until I reached a door the color of the onyx jewel. Pushing the door open revealed a view of my spacious room almost completely draped in the same color as my door. The only thing in the room that wasn't black was the bed set, which was a red as the reddest wine, as well as the new silver appendage lounging across it. Sunlight streaming through the sole window on the right side of the room revealed a sight I was less than expecting.

 

Youko Kurama was lounging in my bed playing with his tail and gazing amusedly to a spot just inside the window. Following his stare showed me what I first believed to be another of the fox's plants was actually one of his plants wrapped around the body of an unknown intruder.

 

I turned to Kurama with a raised brow. “What is that?' I asked, immediately forgetting my meeting with Mukuro. Though, that didn't last for long.

 

“One of Yusuke's spies,” he replied stressing the Detective's name with some amusement. My brow lowered as I turned to the giant mass of moving plant life that was supposed to be a demon.

 

“He's been here for awhile,” the youko continued, drawing my attention to him. “He was hiding in the trees when I entered the room. The plants told me. I haven't been able to get anything from him, though. I was hoping you could help with that little problem,” he turned to me with amused golden eyes and a smirk playing on his lips.

 

“You think maybe that's because you've tied him up to the point of asphyxiation?” I responded to which he simply shrugged. I turned from him to the captive as Kurama lowered the vines covering his face. He- for the spy was male- was unconscious and badly bruised, most likely from trying to fight back. His face was framed by golden hair and seemed young, though he must be skilled to have been sent to watch us. Youko was just better.

 

I closed my natural eyes as the Jagan opened beneath my bandana. I could feel Youko's gaze on me as the Jagan emitted a powerful blue light. A few seconds later, the glow died down as I opened my other eyes.

 

“He is a spy for the Detective. He was sent to watch us and report what our plans were. He's already reported back once, but only told that we had arrived,” I stated calmly for truly, I did not care if the Detective knew of our plans or not. Turning to face the youko showed me what I'm sure is the most sensuous sight in all the worlds: the kitsune was lying on his side, absentmindedly playing with his tail while licking his lips and practically devouring me with his amber-colored eyes.

 

Being around Kurama's youko form for longer than any other, except perhaps Kuronue, I know how to conceal my emotions from him. I know exactly what would cause the fox to lose the little control he had and how long it would take me to do it.

 

Hn, that sexy fox has no idea…

 

I rolled my eyes back to the young demon. “What are you going to do with him?” I asked as if trying to turn his mind from its current topic of jumping me whenever the time is convenient.

 

“Kill him, of course.” Even as he spoke, his plants moved to follow his instructions, though he never stopped looking at me.

 

I watched to process disinterestedly while mentally counting the seconds before Youko would give in to his desires. 1…The vines recovered the male's head, slithering against each other as snakes would. 2, 3, 4...They squeezed, tighter and tighter, slowing the already shallow breathing to a stop. 5, 6…Bones could be heard breaking, cracking…7…ribs, most likely. 8, 9, 10…Had he been conscious, his screams would have undoubtedly been heard throughout the region and by Yusuke himself. 11, 12…Then, it was over and the plants receded leaving no record of the action it had just completed.

 

13…“Is sex all you think about?”

 

“Only when I'm around you, Firefly,” he replied huskily. He jumped from the bed and landed straddling me, his hands holding my arms pinned; his nose inches from my own. We both knew I could have dodged, but we both also knew that I wouldn't. That damn fox has me hooked and he knows it.

 

From our current position, I could see every fiber of his lust-filled eyes as well as feel how far gone he already was. “Hn. You really do have a one-tracked mind.”

 

He merely smirked and bent to capture my lips. His tongue immediately entered my mouth and began tasting every part. His hands roamed over my body, twisting here scraping there. The combination of his trained mouth and moving fingers would have caused me to moan if my mouth had not been occupied. Instead, my anticipation was shown in…other ways.

 

It was obvious where this was headed…

 

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Thus ends my longest chapter yet in this fic. And my first ever lime is complete. What'd you think? Was enough left to the imagination or should more have been? Review it and tell all. ^^

 

Also, I went back and read my previous chapters and noticed how bad the grammar was for last chapter especially. I'll be editing those in the coming week, so updates might not be actual updates if you're keeping up with the story.

 

Thanks for reading!