Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Reikai Tantei's Yu Yu Hakusho ❯ The Yomatsu Hara-Sakai, part 1 ( Chapter 2 )

Hi! I'm Yo-ma! This is my first time writing a Yu Yu Hakusho Fanfiction, so excuse me if it seems a little out of whack. I'm using characters from various Fanfiction and will give the authors credit in the chapters they appear in.

This is my story, it is YAOI (meaning male/male relationships for those unused to the anime world.) If you don't like it, don't read it! Got that?

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This occurs after the movies and ovas.

Thoughts are in Italics. ***** means a change in scene.

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On with the story!

The Reikai Tantei's Yu Yu Hakusho

Chapter 2 The Yomatsu Hara-Sakai, part 1

Kurama absently wrapped his arms tightly around the almost child-like boy laying beside him. The two were intertwined, neither one in a strap of clothing. It was something that had happened almost every night this week: Kurama would be awakened in the middle of the night by a soft kiss... Hiei would crawl in bed with him and they'd go from there. The little yokai had never been this starved for Kurama's attention before.
Still dead asleep, Hiei snuggled up to Kurama's bare chest and sighed, possibly smiling as he buried his head deep in Kurama's soft, red hair.
Kurama smiled, closing his eyes and drawing Hiei closer to him, before he too drifted back off into sleep.

*****

Although it was the middle of the night in Tokyo, Japan, it was still noon in New York City, New York, and the hustle and bustle of lunch, rush-hour traffic had just begun to die out, if it was at all possible for traffic in the large city to die down.
And it was here, through the back alleys of the city that a young boy by the name of Jason Murry raced keenly through the narrow passages, expertly dodging trash cans, bums and stray alley cats.
He reached into the pocket of his coat and retrieved a red, glowing object as he ran ... some sort of jewel. He smiled and thrust it back into his pocket and continued running. He knew these alleys like the back of his hand ... what with all his drug-running and business deals, he needed a way to get lost from the cops.
Above Jason Murry as he ran, the sky suddenly darkened, as if a huge, thundercloud had choked out the sun. It was nothing ... storms rolled in off the Atlantic all the time, nearly everyday ... and he continued on without another thought to it, neither worrying about the growing darkness or the lack of regular street mice and alley cats.
...that was, until, an ominous groan soon followed.
Stupidly, Jason slid to a halt and stopped in the middle of the dark alley, whirling around with a switch-blade knife at the ready.

"Who's there?" he called into the black alley, tightening his grip around the small hilt of the knife.
A deep-throated groan angered ... but from behind him.
The boy had no time to turn around, for he suddenly was tackled flat to the ground, the knife clattering out of his hand to rest beside a pile of trash. Jason yelled what he could before a rough hand grabbed him by the lower jaw and brought him sprawling to his feet.

"Where's the crystal, Ningen?" it growled.
Jason Murry brought his eyes around to stare back at the face of a horrid figure, snarling back at him behind green skin and sharp, pointed teeth. The creature resembled one of those goblins he had seen in old mythology books.
"Where is the crystal, human!" it snarled, shaking Jason back and forth violently. The creature looked the boy over, it's almost black eyes falling on a pocket of the boy's coat. "Thief!" it screamed, raising a clawed hand.
"Oh god NOOOO!!!"

*****

Hiei's eyes shot wide open ... he'd been dreaming again, or so he thought. Glancing around the sun-lighted room, he found he woke first that morning, forgetting momentarily that he had snuck into Kurama's room late last night again. He blinked his eyes slightly, blowing stray strands of red hair from his face.
Kurama's face was inches from his nose, his mate still sound asleep as peaceful and as beautiful as ever. Hiei studied the face ... studied the curve of Kurama's nose and brow ... studied the closed eyes. He also looked his forehead over, then leaned up slightly and kissed the man lightly on the lips.
Kurama stirred and Hiei drew back ... eyes growing wider. He had woken him up! It was something he hoped he wouldn't do. The red head shifted, moving in closer as Kurama wound his legs tighter around Hiei's ... then he fell silent again.
Hiei sighed slightly in relief, feeling Kurama's hot breath on his neck. It made him shutter slightly, felling those human emotions of love welling up in him again.

He felt so safe and secure in Kurama's arms for some reason today... but what if the others found out about him and Kurama ... or what if they caught them like this? Right now? Hiei suddenly felt very vulnerable and began to slowly pull his arms and legs from about Kurama.
Without warning, the limbs suddenly tightened around his slender body.

"Don't even think about it, Hiei," Kurama moaned, still half asleep as he tightened his grip on the escaping boy.
Hiei squirmed. "Lemme go, Kurama," he said quietly.
"No."
"Kurama ... "
Kurama's response was to rake his fingernails over Hiei's stomach, causing him to shutter violently and gasp in his grip.

"Shit! Kurama!" he whined.
"Shh," Kurama ordered silently, nuzzling the soft neck before beginning to bite.
"Kurama," Hiei growled, more forcefully.
"You CAN get away," Kurama said, opening his eyes and rising to stare Hiei in the face. "You know you could get away ... if you wanted to," he reminded him playfully.
True, Hiei could easily over-power just about anybody. The truth was, he didn't WANT to leave Kurama's grasp ... really more afraid that he'd physically hurt him in the struggle ... but the image of all the others, standing over him laughing if they were to ever find out, still haunted his vision. He couldn't bare the embarrassment and humiliation ... if that's what the humans called it.
"I don't wanna hurt you," Hiei growled, finding his usually bastard-ish attitude.
Kurama laughed, tickling him lightly with the tip of his fingers. Hiei shuttered again, his struggling dying down suddenly. Kurama flipped to lay on top of Hiei, reaching down to kiss him lightly on the tip of his nose.
"Kurama..." Hiei remarked him with a gaze. "...yer gonna flatten me..."
He gladly rolled to the side with a sigh, releasing his legs and arms from around the small body, staring deeply into those mysterious red eyes with a look of absolute playfulness. He slid a hand beneath the sheets and watched Hiei's expression.
Suddenly Hiei gasped, leaping straight out of bed in a blur of black wind. Kurama sat up and looked quickly around the room ... he was out of sight ... probably half way to Makai by now.
Kurama quickly leaned over the bed and took up a pile of clothing. "You can't go anyplace without these!" he teased, fluttering the black clothes around in the air.
"Watch me!" a voice called back.
"Gladly."
A groan rose up to his ears as Hiei blinked back into sight, standing fully nude before Kurama, arms crossed across his chest, glare set.

"Okay, gimme my clothes." The material flew through the air and draped over Hiei's spiky black hair.
Kurama giggled to himself and leaned back on the bed, resting his hands behind his head.
Hiei's head popped into view, quickly kissed Kurama's forehead and then disappeared in a rush of air out the open window.

*****

Koenma groaned as he watched the horned blue monster pop through the door. "More paper-work, boss," the monster said, plopping the huge stack of file-folders on the already loaded desk.

Koenma switched the pacifier to the corner of his mouth and groaned. "I'm never gonna get all this work done."
"Prob'ly not." George Saotomei stepped forward and handed him a file folder he had kept separate from the rest. "They seem to think you guys need to check this out personally."
Koenma looked to his right-hand man quickly before reaching out to take the folder with a childish, chubby hand. He opened it quickly, but instantly grimaced and closed the file folder, paling.
"Gang mutilation in America," George explained as Koenma gathered his stomach to open the folder again.
The scene in pictures before him was a sight he's never seen before. The corpse laying in the pictures was mostly red from the highly mutilated body ... but it wasn't from blood ... it was just exposed muscle and peeled skin. It was a horrid sight ... the body looked like it had been completely dissected, neatly spliced open in certain parts.
Koenma raised his head. "Who was this person?" he said, holding up one of the several pictures of the mutilated boy.
"His name was Jason Murry ... and I've already sent a line out to Botan to check the new Spirits that have crossed over since yesterday morning."
"This is something a human couldn't have done. The body looks completely drained of blood .... spirit vampires? Tengu, perhaps?"
George shrugged. "You know best. But from the looks of things, that ningen was still alive when he had his stomach ripped out and thrown half way to Jupiter."
Koenma groaned, feeling his breakfast welling up. "Get me a line to Botan."

******

Yusuke groaned, pulling himself out of bed, attempting to put order to the matted mass of slick, black hair on his head.

He yawned widely and stumbled through his cluttered room to the bathroom.

Still yawning, he closed the door and started up the faucet, glancing at his tired reflection in the mirror. He took a deep breath and leaned down to the cold, flowing water, splashing it onto his face.

Blindly, he reached for a towel and dried his face, looking over the towel at his reflection ... and the reflection of a floating oar that popped into in the bathroom with him.
"Botan!" he screeched reeling around. "Don't you ever knock?"
"Sorry, Yusuke ..." she shrugged from above him, "but we've got big problems! Koenma had me search the recent entries for a new spirit," she began to explain as Yusuke filed out of the bathroom and back into his room, Botan following on her oar behind him. "Nothing unusual there ... it's just I couldn't find him."
"So? Who cares? What, it wasn't his time to go?" He picked up a glass of water and began drinking.
"Under normal circumstances ... no, but ... " she pulled out a picture and handed it down to him.
Still drinking, Yusuke took the photo, glancing it over quickly ... before spitting the entire contents of the glass across his room.
"Gross, Botan!" he thrust the picture back at her. "Have you all of a sudden begun a sick fascination with disgusting pictures of mutilated bodies? Kami-sama! What's the big deal! A gang mutilation!" he sat down roughly on his bed, feeling sick.
"Yes .. but ... this one was definitely demon related."
Yusuke groaned. "I though we closed all the passages from Makai. They're STILL finding ways to get out?"
She nodded. "But it gets worse ... this sighting happened in New York City ... In America."
Yusuke stopped cold, staring up at the picture he thrust up to Botan. "Y ... you're kidding me right?" He watched helplessly as Botan shook her blue head of hair slowly. "How? I mean ... is there a door to Makai in New York City?"
"Only one way to find out. You can bet your bottom dollar Koenma's going to be paying you a little visit here pretty soon."

*****

Kuwabara smiled like a dumb idiot ... grinning widely and quite stupidly as he took the wildflower from Yukina's hand. "Uh. gee thanks," he stumbled, beginning to laugh like a maniac.
Yukina just giggled and continued on her way to school, forcing Kuwabara to pick up his pace and join her. "So ... what's up?" he asked, still smiling like a fool.
Yukina shrugged. "Dunno. Actually, I've been thinking." she paused just enough to provide ample suffering for her boyfriend. " ... It's been kinda quiet around here, ne?"
Kuwabara face-faulted slightly, shifting his books in his hand. "Yeah. A little too quiet ... I need excitement!!!" he yelled out loud.
The two rounded a corner, only to meet up with a tall young man blocking their path, sucking intently on a pacifier. "Uh ... Koenma! Hey! Whatcha doing here?"
Koenma, now in his human form grinned slightly behind the pacifier. "Business."
"Yesss!" Kuwabara cheered quietly

To be continued ...

That's the end of chapter two. I hope you liked it. I can't wait for your reviews! I'll be waiting for them.