Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ To The Rescue ❯ Depth ( Chapter 15 )

 

 

Chapter 15:Depth

 

 

 

Kurama made his way back towards the temple, soaking wet and destroyed. He slowed before he even made it to the steps, as Hiei and Takara stepped out. The two youkai watched as the kitsune's lifeless eyes gave way to a fear that nothing was going to be the same. Kurama collapsed onto the cold ground.

 

“Kurama!” Hiei yelled as he rushed to the red head. Takara darted back inside and collected the Tantei who all rushed outside to see the catatonic fox.

 

“What is wrong with him, Kazuma?!” Yukina asked as Kuwabara brought the boy up the steps in his arms. He shook his head, but continued walking towards the room.

 

“She's….gone….” Kurama whispered to himself as he was laid down on the futon. Yusuke looked at Hiei. Quickly the fire demon was off to look for any trace of the water demon.

 

 

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Yoko awoke in a large canopy bed, her body sore and uncomfortable on the strange new bed. She noticed the sickening décor of white every where. The room was slightly chilly, with a breeze blowing in from the open balcony. Yoko noticed that the moon was peeking in through the open doors. She pushed back the covers and stood up.

 

“What the…??” Yoko looked down and noticed that she was dressed in a long white night gown with a slightly stiff collar. She growled and tried to remember where she was. Carefully, she walked towards the balcony with the curtains blowing softly. Her feet were cold on the concrete, but she pushed herself on. The balcony was large, and from where she stood, she could see all the stars in the sky and the moon that gave her light. Her long hair tickled her nose as she looked up. Carefully creeping to the edge, she looked down.

 

“No!” She yelled and threw herself back and stumbled towards the ground. There was nothing but emptiness and clouds below her balcony. The sky was surrounding her and she was just grasping the last few moments she remembered.

 

“You are awake.” A voice spoke from the doorway to the balcony. Yoko turned around and got quickly. In the door way stood a young man, around her age. He had pale white hair and deep blue eyes. Yoko's heart fluttered when he stepped out onto the balcony. He was adorned in a blue top and a pair of white pants.

 

“You……” Yoko stuttered as she scrambled to her feet. The young man looked at her softly but without any strong emotions.

 

“Yes, Princess?” The young man asked. Yoko noticed the gentle features on the man's face. They were the same as they had been hundreds of years ago.

 

“Is it really you?” Yoko asked, surprised at her own expression. The young man didn't say anything, he just nodded. Yoko walked up to him with a fierce curiosity and ran her fingers over the familiar face. It never moved or blinked from the coldness of her touch.

 

“ Nagiso… you… you are ALIVE!!” Yoko flung herself at the young man and wrapped her arms around him tightly, thankful to see a familiar face.

 

“Yes. Lord Raidon saved me and brought me here to care for you, Princess.” The man called Nagiso said indifferently. Yoko recoiled when she remembered that she was at Raidon's Kazekai Palace. Her heart sank when she remembered the events that had past. Carefully she walked back out to the edge of the balcony.

 

“He has let you stay here? Been kind to you?” Yoko forced herself to ask of her old friend. There was no sound, but Yoko could sense Nagiso nod his head.

 

`Damn. Damn. DAMN!' Yoko thought to herself. She wanted to leap off the balcony, but now she was aware that the only remaining one of her kind was under the care of Raidon.

 

“He has been waiting for you for centuries. I am happy you've come home.” Nagiso said monotonously. Yoko reminded herself that he was not a man of many words.

 

`After everything…all of the murder and betrayal, he kept you Nagiso? For me? Oh, what am I going to do? I've got to save you…' Yoko tried to formulate a plan, but her overwhelming sense of guilt and sadness blocked any logical thinking.

 

“Good, I'm…glad.” Yoko lied. She turned to face the young man again, looking over his features. Back in her younger days, she had defended Nagiso when the other children used to make fun of him It was true that Nagiso was only half a water demon, but he was the only half Yoko had left to her home. His bright blue eyes were a reminder of all the pain that she had caused by running away. Perhaps she would have saved her kingdom if she hadn't of been so selfish. The other half of Nagiso, wind-demon, was perfectly suited for the Kazekai. His white hair and soft spoken nature was common amongst the Kazekai's residents. Yoko looked out of the balcony, trying to remember the last real time she had been to the Kazekai.

 

`It must have been at a ball; I can't really remember this place at all, yet it still feels familiar.' Yoko reminded herself.

 

“Would you like me to call for some supper for you?” Nagiso asked the princess. He wasn't anything more than a private servant to her. Yoko waved him off.

 

“No. Don't do that. I'll be fine. Thank you.” She said. Nagiso nodded and stood watching her. Her hair flickering in the midnight breeze. He tried to remind himself what she looked like the last time he had seen her.

 

 

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Hiei watched as Takara's face went pale. She dropped to her knees and stared at her hands. He was afraid she would take the news like Kurama had. He was still catatonic; and incoherent when he wasn't. Takara looked back at the Koorime and he saw her eyes filled with fear and rage.

 

“She… what?????” Takara asked. Hiei cleared his throat.

 

“She told Kurama she never loved him and that she was basically going back to Raidon.” Hiei said. He was reciting what Yusuke had eventually gotten out of the fox. It was too painful for Hiei to stand by and watch the fox barely speak.

 

“NO! That's a LIE! A LIE!!” Takara screamed. Hiei tried to pull her close, but she pounded her fists against his chest and pushed him away.

 

“Stop.” Hiei said. Takara looked at him and her eyes started to produce tears. The dog demon broke down and clung to her companion.

 

“No… that isn't…. she wouldn't! She wouldn't do that!!” Takara told herself. Hiei ran his hands down her long brown hair. It was smooth and it was comforting to him. He knew Kurama would not feel this feeling anymore. That fact made him angry at the water demon.

 

“But she did. And she hurt Kurama AND you.” Hiei reminded her. Takara choked back her tears and shook her head.

 

“NO!! You don't know Yoko like I do!! She and I fight all the time, and she is honest with me even if it is going to hurt me; but she would never GO BACK TO THAT BASTARD!!!” Takara screamed at the Jaganshi. She wiped her eyes and took off towards the door.

 

 

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Yoko wandered the halls of the Palace, running her hands along the old stone walls. The sun was filling the windows and lighting up the hallways. It was her first journey out of her room in three days. Nagiso had prompted her by promising that the palace was virtually empty during the days. Yoko felt a breeze come and lift the sides of the white lace dress she wore. Her clothes were all of the white variety in the palace. She was no longer allowed to where her human clothes.

 

“I thought I might find you wandering the halls.” A voice said from behind her. Yoko turned around, her hair spreading out in a perfect circle as she moved. Raidon stood at the end of the corridor, the sun shinning from behind him. Yoko noticed the way the sun caught his black hair and made it sparkle. She found herself staring at his hair as he walked up towards her.

 

“Would you like a tour of your new palace, my princess?” The wind demon asked of his bride. Yoko turned her head and pushed herself off the wall. Raidon placed his hand on her silken, pale shoulder. He appreciated his taste in dresses as he looked over Yoko. Her white dress had sleeves that fell off the shoulders and a waist that clung tightly to her. Carefully, he lifted a lock of hair to his nose and smelled it. Yoko pulled away and glared at him.

 

“Don't touch me.” She demanded. Raidon smiled at the girl. He had never wanted her so badly as then; her right in front of him and vulnerable. Raidon lifted Yoko's chin so that her eyes could meet his. She stared into his cold, empty eyes. They were mocking her, keeping her captive. He could see the hate and sadness in her beautiful deep blue eyes. Yoko looked away from her fiancé. He felt as if he had lost, even though he knew that she was his.

 

“Yoko, look at me…” Raidon asked the feisty water demon. She refused to look at him.

 

“LOOK AT ME!!” Raidon grabbed Yoko's face and forced her to look at him. She started to fight him, pounding her fists on his chest and trying to kick him.

 

“LET ME GO!” She yelled. Raidon held her face steady, forcing her to look at him. Nagiso came around the corner quickly, after hearing the princess.

 

“Make yourself disappear Nagiso, the princess and I are going to spend some quality time together!!” Raidon growled. Nagiso looked at the princess, his eyes full of concern and loyalty. The princess couldn't move her eyes to look at him; her head was caught in between the wind youkai's hands.

 

“Yes, your majesty.” Nagiso said as he walked away from the two youkai. Yoko beat her fists against Raidon's chest. He grabbed her and pulled her down the hall. She tried to pull away from him, but the dress didn't allow much room to move. Raidon picked her up and put her over his shoulder as he walked into her bedroom and shut the door loudly.

 

“LET ME GO YOU BASTARD!!” Yoko screamed. Raidon growled and threw her down against the bed and held her down as he straddled her. She wiggled and scratched him, trying to fight him.

 

“STOP FIGHTING!!” He yelled. His hands wandered down her waist and she screamed more. Raidon held his hand over her mouth to muffle her screaming. Yoko's eyes were wide and she was screaming like she had never screamed before. Raidon shook her a bit, to shut her up.

 

“DAMN YOU! WHY CAN'T YOU LOVE ME LIKE YOU LOVED THAT DAMNED KITSUNE?!?! WHY?!?!” Raidon growled. Yoko managed to get a hand free and claw Raidon's face. He grabbed the hand and thrust it down. He ripped at her white dress until it was shredded and Yoko was screaming hysterically.

 

“DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH!! LET ME GO!! GET OFF ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!” Yoko yelled. She knew that everyone could hear, but she couldn't understand why no one was going to help her. Raidon slapped her to stop her screaming. The slap burned her cheek. She didn't scream again. Raidon noticed how tears were falling down the sides of her cheeks. He looked at her almost nude body, the soft curves of her skin. His body wanted her, right there. Slowly, he leaned in to kiss his silent bride. Yoko clawed at him again, digging her nails into his shoulders. Raidon grabbed her neck and tried to muffle her screams again. She bit him hard on the hand and Raidon shoved himself off the bed and flung Yoko onto the floor. She lay there, unable to move. Her body was cold, and she pulled herself into a ball. Raidon looked at his fiancé; she looked pathetic and weak. He walked over to her and picked her up, careful not to push himself on her again. Her long black hair fell down her back and covered her slightly. Raidon placed her on the fancy bed and covered her up with the blankets. He didn't want to take any more chances. Quietly, he walked towards her door and looked at her once more before he left her in her own miserable condition.

 

“Kurama…” Yoko cried to herself.

 

 

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No one bothered the kitsune for days. He lay in his bed, occasionally waking up screaming. Yukina or Keiko would rush into his room and comfort him until he realized where he was. Yusuke sighed as he sat outside, bundled in his jacket. The winter snow was so close that he could feel it. The more he thought about the freezing temperature; the more he thought of Yoko, and how her skin had first felt to the touch.

 

`Like ice. Cold, cold ice.' Yusuke reminded himself. He tried not to be angry when he thought about the water demon and how she had betrayed Kurama and Takara… and him. Yusuke knew that was selfish, but he couldn't help but think of all the time they spent together.

 

“Jeeze, the last time I even saw her was that morning, when she was really out of it.” Yusuke told himself. He remembered how she was acting strange when Takara had come into the room and left. She started blabbing strange things and made Yusuke promise something.

 

“No….” Yusuke said out loud. His eyes went wide and he replayed the conversation over and over in his mind. There was no other way she could have meant it. Quickly, the detective jumped up and ran inside; there was no time to waste.

 

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