Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ To The Rescue ❯ Blood ( Chapter 10 )

Hiei: Bunny doesn't own us, and we like it that way….

 

 

Chapter 10: Blood

 

 

The morning sun was just peaking above the horizon when an exhausted shadowed pair showed up at a certain temple. They tried to catch their breath as they entered the temple and walked down the hall to a certain room.

 

The door opened and Takara looked up to see who was disturbing her friend.

 

“Oh, Takara… you look so tired…” Harukigi said as she plopped down next to her friend. Takara hugged the girl tightly and felt her heart breaking. This had been the exact thing she was afraid of.

 

“Harukigi, she looks so… so fragile… She just won't … she won't wake up!” Takara tried her best to hold her tears in, but they seemed to be leaking out anyway. Harukigi placed her arms around Takara and held the dog demon close, feeling her own emotions starting to lose control. Mizu stepped forward and assessed the injuries. She pulled any sort of consciousness out of the situation and just did what she knew to do. Takara and Harukigi watched as Mizu checked every bandage and looked at the wound.

 

“Takara, you must know that Yoko isn't dumb enough to just let an enemy attack her and Hiei.” Mizu said once she had gotten a good estimation of what was going on. Takara picked up her head and looked at the wolf demon. Her orange eyes were furious and the stream of consciousness had returned to her head.

 

“No. She isn't like that.” Takara agreed. Harukigi eyes her partner suspiciously.

 

“She must have known this person then.” Harukigi answered. Takara shook her head.

 

“It is just us, we are the only ones who….” Takara cut herself short. Her eyes were wide with fear when she looked at her two friends.

 

“Someone who she thought was good, but by time she realized that he was bad, he was…”

 

“Already launching Wind Blades.” Mizu finished Harukigi's sentence. Takara growled.

 

“But… It can't be him… Not… Yasashiku…” Takara softly said, afraid that perhaps saying the name may bring more physical harm. Mizu nodded. Harukigi scooted closer to Yoko to get a better look at her.

 

“You stupid girl, don't you realize that you can't get revenge from the grave?” Harukigi said, squeezing Yoko's hand softly. Takara sighed, remembering how hard Yukina, Botan, and Kurama had worked to quickly heal Yoko's injuries. Even though all three worked so hard, Genkai had to pry them all away from Yoko once they could do no more. Especially the kitsune.

 

“DAMN! Why does she have to protect us all?!” Takara yelled. Mizu kneeled down and pushed Yoko's bangs to the side.

 

“That stupid fire-demon should have protected her! Koenma actually trusts him??!!” Harukigi growled. The older girl clenched her fists. She couldn't believe that the Koorime hadn't felt Yasashiku's energy.

 

“No, Yasashiku only wanted to injure her. She must have thought that he would hurt the Koorime.” Mizu, sensing the appropriate amount of time had passed, took off the bandages from Yoko's stomach. A fine silver- blue sparkling line ran across her stomach. It was glowing and the scars were disappearing.

 

“Her blood line comes in handy.” Harukigi commented to her partner.

 

`She protected him for me…' Takara cried to herself. `Oh god, if only I hadn't gone and been so dramatic!! I was so selfish and now… now she's hurt…' Takara felt like screaming at herself. Mizu looked out the window pensively while Takara and Harukigi stared at Yoko's still slightly bandaged figure.

 

“How much longer can we keep this a secret from the Tantei?” Takara asked. Harukigi shrugged.

 

“She didn't want them to know unless it truly became a serious situation.”

 

“I would think this counts as serious.” Mizu said. The three girls decided to grab a cup of strong coffee. The wandered out of the room and slowly closed the door as they made their way to the kitchen. In the kitchen, Takara caught sight of Hiei. The fire demon was putting away dishes from the sink. A task that seemed so below him. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Takara rested her chin on Hiei's shoulder. She sighed and hugged him tight.

 

`I owe Yoko more than my life now. I owe her my happiness too….' Takara thought to herself as she felt the warmth of the fire demon's skin. Hiei didn't move away from the dog demon; he allowed it and continued to wash the dishes. She didn't mind, it was his silent way of agreeing with her.

 

“Later.” Takara said, promising time for questions later, before she let go of the fire demon's neck. She traced her fingers around his neck, leaving him with a small shiver down his back. When everyone was out of the kitchen, Hiei allowed himself to smile. He wasn't sure were it came from, but he couldn't help it.

 

`I've won.' He said to himself. He wasn't really sure why she wanted him, but he was determined to make sure she stayed with him the rest of their youkai lives.

 

“Another shot bartender!!” Came the voice of a moron that Hiei knew quite well. Kuwabara stumbled into the kitchen with Yusuke and Kurama under his arms. Kuwabara was staggering like he… like he…

 

“Had too many drinks…” Yusuke laughed. Kurama sighed and say the big guy down.

 

“What really happened Yusuke?” Kurama asked politely as he took a seat. He had already had a hell of a day with Yoko's attack. Kurama's energy and patience were wearing thin. Hiei could clearly sense it.

 

“Weell, Kuwabara said that he felt bad about what happened today, so I told him there was a cup of coke on the counter, and that he could have some. I didn't know he would drink the WHOLE DAMNED THING!!” Yusuke rolled his eyes and got defensive. Hiei and Kurama knew that it wasn't just a coke; it was a rum and coke: Yusuke's mom's favorite drink of the month.

 

“I was listening to the girl's talking. She's from the Royal Blood Line.” Hiei said once everyone was cooled down and he was sure they were all listening. Kurama looked up from the table and straight down the hall. Kuwabara was too drunk to listen, and Yusuke just sat at the table. The three boys weren't exactly sure what that mean for them, but it was important.

 

“Are you sure?” Yusuke asked. The three of them remained silent and ignored Kuwabara's outrageous comments. Hiei nodded. Kurama got up and walked down the hall to go check on Yoko. Yusuke gave a long sigh once the kitsune was out of hearing range.

 

“He is so love-sick. I've never seen him this bad before…” Yusuke teased.

 

“He's fine…” Hiei said. Yusuke didn't seem too sure with the answer Hiei gave, but didn't press on with other ideas. Yusuke lifted Kuwabara off the ground and dragged him down the hall to his room. Hiei flitted away, to go do some more “spying” on a certain dog demon he knew.

 

 

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Kurama stared at the door for a few minutes before he finally opened it. Quickly he crept inside and sat down by her side. Her body looked pale and close to death. Her heart beat was strong as Kurama placed his hand on hers. Yoko opened her eyes slightly. He smiled when she looked at him.

 

“Hi…” Yoko quietly said, not sure she had the strength to talk. Kurama smiled. Yoko closed her eyes for a few moments and then opened them again.

 

“Kurama….I….We….Hiei…and then…” Yoko started talking in jumbles, one idea over another. Kurama held a hand to silence her, and she stopped talking. Kurama felt Youko's murderous rage boiling inside his body. He sighed and grabbed Yoko's hand to silence it too. He kissed her hand softly.

 

“Slow now.” Kurama reminded Yoko. She swallowed and tried to begin again.

 

“I was looking for Taka. I found Hiei who was outside, so…I thought she left for the Makai.” Yoko started. “A portal opened behind Hiei, and… and… HE stepped out. I didn't know what he wanted and I didn't want Hiei to get hurt… I jumped in front of the attack so Hiei would be okay… Oh god, I thought he would kill Hiei! I couldn't live with that, Kurama!” Yoko had tears flowing down her cheeks. Kurama scooped her up carefully and held her close. She clung to him and held on tightly. Her body was warm; an odd feeling compared to her generally ice-y touch. The feeling of her hands on Kurama's back was comforting. Yoko sobbed until she could hardly breathe, almost gasping for air. Kurama picked up her face and looked at her square in the eyes. Her glitter blue eyes stared straight into him, devouring what ever hatred or fear he had. Kurama realized that it was the first time he had ever seen Yoko cry; and it wasn't even about herself.

 

“Kurama….” Yoko began, but stopped when he moved his face close to hers. She blinked and stared into his green eyes, so full of warmth and love.

 

`This is so wrong…. Emotional investment… what am I doing, crying in front of you kitsune?? What am I thinking....?' Yoko thought to herself. She bridged the rest of the gap between Kurama and herself. Their lips touched softly and Kurama gently pulled Yoko's face forward with his right hand. She closed her eyes and relaxed, feeling the stress melt away with just a kiss. Their lips parted for a moment, and Yoko opened her eyes, feeling a bit dizzy. She had never been kissed so passionately before. Kurama smiled and laid Yoko back down on the futon. Yoko pouted and Kurama laid himself next to her.

 

“Were you… uhm…. Were you…?” Yoko began, afraid that if she said the wrong thing, it would scare the kitsune; who in her knowledge, was well known for his “reputation” with the ladies. Kurama closed his eyes, and Yoko thought he was going to sleep, so she cuddled close.

 

“Was I scared to death that I might lose you?” Kurama asked plain as day. Yoko nodded yes. Kurama thought for a moment and said:

 

“Yes.” He looked up at the ceiling as he spoke and then looked back at Yoko. She was sleeping, cuddled up next to him. Kurama smiled and wrapped his arms around her. He closed his eyes and followed suit into the darkness of sleep.

 

 

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