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Here is another chapter! Hope you enjoy!
Yusuke watched in horror as Kurama passed out
cold, her body falling almost bonelessly to the ground. The young youkai
lunged as fast as he could, yet he wasn’t able to catch his falling friend.
Kurama smacked off the corner of the coffee table, her body twisted oddly and
landed on her side with a thud.
Yusuke all but flew to the vixen’s side. He
must have cried out at some point for Yukina and Genkai suddenly appeared
behind him. The old woman shoved the coffee table out of her way so harshly
that it smashed against the wall on the other side of the room.
Yusuke gently wrapped a strong arm around
Kurama’s shoulders to turn her on her back and lift her into a semi-upright
position. He then placed Kurama’s head onto his shoulder and called softly to
her.
“Kura-chan. Hey, Kura-chan wake up.” He tapped
his shaking free palm against the vixen’s cheek gently. His voice was growing
more and more anxious with each word that passed his lips. “Come on, Kurama! Wake
up!”
Genkai reached out a small, wrinkled hand to
place on Kurama’s forehead, soothing the blood red hair off her forehead and
out of her eyes.
“She’s not sweating and there is no evidence of
fervor. That’s a good sign. The lack of sustenance and sleep must have finally
gotten to her.”
“Do you think we should let her sleep?” Yukina
asked softly when Yusuke’s gentle taps started getting firm and a tad frantic.
“No,” Yusuke’s voice high had gotten much higher
with anxiousness. “She hit the corner of the table when she fell! She could
be hurt!”
With that said Genkai shifted Kurama’s legs
apart to check for fluids and or blood. Happy that there was no evidence of
discharge she instructed Yusuke to hold the vixen farther up so the old woman
could check out her back.
From what Genkai could see, Kurama’s lower back
took the brunt of the impact because there was a large burse forming at the
base of her spine. She pressed gently on the mark causing Kurama to twitch and
suck a sharp breath through clenched teeth.
Kurama’s emerald eyes fluttered open and blinked
a couple times. Her head was still spinning, making the soft voices around her
ring in her ears. Someone was prodding at her back adding more bad stimulation
to the already sharp pains coursing through her lower back then into her
swollen abdomen. She groaned low in her throat and cursed under her breath.
“Where do you hurt, Kurama?” Genkai asked.
“Right there! AH! Must you keep pressing
there?”
Genkai removed her hands from Kurama’s back but
the pain continued. After a short moment an intense cramp like pain coursed
through Kurama’s lower body. The vixen couldn’t help but moan until it
passed. A bruise never felt like this before, it may throb but, she had never
experienced these kinds of pains . . . then it hit. Despite her best efforts
to remain calm Kurama could feel herself starting to hyperventilate as panic
set in. She turned toward Yusuke her eyes pleading and desperately scared.
“FUCK!” Apparently Yusuke had caught on to what
was happening when Kurama turned to him with wide panicked eyes. Yukina, who
had knelt next to the vixen to hold her hand, jumped at Yusuke’s out burst.
Her large crimson eyes widened as they darted from his face to Genkai’s then to
Kurama’s.
“What? What’s wrong?” She asked utterly
confused. No one answered her. Genkai’s stoic eyes were staring at Yusuke’s
face from over Kurama’s flaming red mop of hair.
“You’ve gone into labor haven’t you?” Yukina
gasped at the old woman’s calm question. The slender hand between Yukina’s
small palms started trembling violently.
“I think so.” Kurama replied.
“You ‘think so’?” Genkai asked. “Does that
mean that you are not sure?”
“I don’t know because I have never been in labor
before.” Kurama snapped out through a scared sob. “But I do know enough about
pain to know that this is not normal.”
“Shh. Shh, it’s alright Kurama. Just try to
calm down.” Yusuke pulled Kurama close to his chest, when a whimpered ‘AH’ of
pain escaped her throat Yusuke started to stroke the vixen’s hair; pushing back
his own panic to calm his friend down.
“How can it be alright?” Kurama asked as she
tried to hold back the tears falling down her cheeks. “I am only just at six
months along! There is no way my kits can survive yet! If I give birth now my
babies will die! I can’t loose them, Yusuke. Please, I just can’t!”
Kurama pulled her hand out of Yukina’s to clutch
Yusuke’s shirt in a tight desperate grip. Yusuke locked his arms around
Kurama’s half starved form, one around her waist the other cradling her head to
the crook of his neck as he started rocking in a gentle sway.
“We are going to do everything we can, Kurama.
But, in order for us to help you have to calm down, okay?” Yusuke tuned his
voice down to a deep, yet soft whisper and buried his face into Kurama’ hair
for a moment and whispered, “I promise you we’ll try our best. Trust me, okay?
I’m here and I’m going to help you through this. Take a minute to calm down and
then we will try to figure something out.”
Kurama did as she was told by taking deep slow
breaths, another intense, premature contraction coursed through the vixen’s
abdomen and lower back. She whimpered a loud ‘AH’ of pain and tried to bury
her head farther into Yusuke’s neck. She was vaguely aware of Yukina placing a
small supporting hand on her shoulder. Kurama wanted nothing more than to
shrug the Iceling’s hand off her trembling shoulders, she didn’t want Yukina’s
hands on her right now; she didn’t want anything but the strong arms of her lover
to touch her and hold her now that she needed it most. But, since Hiei had
left her she would just have to substitute his arms for Yusuke’s. Just
thinking like that made a harsh sob explode from Kurama’s chest.
Yusuke started rubbing circles over Kurama’s
shoulder’s and back, careful not to go too low. He could tell that Kurama was
doing her best to calm down but under the circumstances he figured it would be
rather hard to do so. Something had to be done and it had to be done quickly
or else Kurama would loose her babies. Picking up his head from where his face
was buried in the vixen’s flame red hair the young demon turned to meet
Genkai’s solemn gaze.
“My phone is somewhere in the hallway over
there,” he motioned with his chin to the dark hall where he had dropped his
phone in his rush to help Kurama. “Go call Narumi-sensei and tell him to haul
ass up here. Then call Kuwabara and tell him to do the same. He’ll let the
others know what’s going on.”
The old woman nodded and rushed off to do as Yusuke
asked. She hadn’t guessed that her former student could have taken charge of a
situation of this sort. He really had grown up; it made her old heart swell
with pride. After she found the phone, she heard Yusuke order Yukina into the
kitchen to get a bowl of water and a cloth which she was to bring back then to
boil some water just in case. What the hot water was for he didn’t really know
but that’s what they did in the movies so there had to be a valid reason for
it. He would have to ask Narumi-sensei about that when Baa-san got him on the
phone.
“Okay Kura-chan you and me are going into your
room.” With that said Yusuke carefully picked up his now semi calm friend.
Once they were in Kurama’s bedroom Yusuke knelt tenderly on the bed, when he moved
to lay the vixen down on the feather soft mattress she clutched tighter to his
shirt and looked up to meet her friends confused gaze.
“Don’t go!” Kurama pleaded then winced as
another harsh contraction hit once again, she found herself moaning until it
passed.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m gonna stay right
here with you.” Yusuke assured her.
“Then, please, just hold me. Oh, Yusuke I’m so
scared. How could I let this happen?”
Yusuke settled on the bed crossed legged with
Kurama cradled in his lap, his arms still wrapped tightly around her.
“Shh, it’s not your fault, Kura-chan. It’s not
your fault, its mine! I should have let them start you on the IV from the
beginning. Kura-chan I’m so sorry.”
Kurama looked up into Yusuke’s face to find
tears in his chocolate eyes.
“No, no it’s not your fault at all! I told you
if you hadn’t had convinced them to wait then I would have. I was too stubborn
and you put your faith in me. Only I repaid you by fainting and caused myself
to go into labor thus letting my kits down.”
Yusuke brought up a calloused hand and gently
whipped the tears off Kurama’s cheeks with his thumb.
“Don’t cry any more, Kura-chan. You didn’t let
anyone down. We’re going to get through this. I promise.”
“You’re not allowed to cry then either.” Kurama
said with a soft laugh and returned the gestured to the tears on Yusuke’s
cheeks.
:: in the hall::
“Yusuke-san is something the matter?” Was the
first thing Genkai heard when Narumi picked up.
“It’s not Yusuke and yes something is wrong.
Kurama passed out and landed on the corner of the coffee table. We aren’t
doctors but as far as any of us can tell she has gone into labor.”
“Oh my.”
“TELL HIM TO HAUL ASS!” Yusuke called from
Kurama’s room.
“That’s going to be a bit hard to do.” Narumi
said around a soft curse. There was no need for Genkai to relay the message,
Yusuke’s voice carried through the empty hall perfectly so Narumi had heard
him.
“What’s the matter? You never swear unless
something is really wrong.”
“Well,” Narumi-sensei sighed. “I was already on
my way up to your place when I totaled my car thanks to a god dammed kamikaze
doe.”
“Damn suicidal deer.” Genkai found
herself cursing as well. “Hold on I’ll get Yusuke to come and get you.”
“What’s wrong?” Yusuke asked when
the old woman came into the bedroom with a thoroughly pissed off look on her
face. “Isn’t Narumi-sensei coming?”
“He was until he totaled his car by
hitting a deer.”
Yusuke cursed so colorfully and so
loud that Yukina heard him all the way in the kitchen and blushed crimson.
Kurama groaned and buried her face into Yusuke’s neck; could this day possibly
get any worse.
“Has her water broken yet?” Narumi
asked. Genkai gently shifted Kurama’s legs apart and reported a negative. “That’s
a good sign I-“
Narumi was cut off by the sound of
breaks squealing to a stop.
“Find a Good Samaritan?” Genkai
asked after a long moment.
“Well I’ll be dammed. Nope I found
something better” Narumi half laughed after the sound of two doors slamming
closed sounded over the phone. “Which one of you can see the future?”
The two approaching people
instantly and simultaneously pointed at the other.
“Well, she foresaw the exploding
deer, but I thought to snag our father’s SUV” The deep rumbling of Kuwabara’s
voice sounded like music to Genkai’s ears. The young man walked over the
doctor’s totaled car and started pushing it onto the side of the road.
“You really saw my kamikaze deer?”
“No,” Shizuru laughed. “But we did
feel the need for our father’s vehicle.”
“This is no time for small talk!”
Yusuke snapped loud enough for all to hear over the phone.
“Oh no,” Shizuru took the phone
from Narumi. “What’s the matter, Yusuke? . . . Oh sorry Baa-san.”
“Kurama went into labor.” Genkai
replied for the twentieth time.
“Oh no. How did that happen?”
“She fainted and hit her back off
of the coffee table. The contractions started shortly after that.”
“We are on our way right now.”
Shizuru told the old woman as she scooted into the middle of the front seat,
since some of Narumi’s equipment took up much of the back seat they all had to
squeeze into the front. Not that it was a tight fit, the SUV was very spacious
and none of them were overly large. Once in the car Shizuru plugged the phone
into the odd thingy their father found intriguing, it made it so the cell phone
could be hooked up right to the care so that everyone could hold a conversation
through the radio speakers. This was the first time it was ever found to be
useful.
The three rode in silence as for a
moment while they listened to Kurama’s labored breathing, every so often it
would be punctured buy a soft moan or gasp as contractions came and went.
Every time the vixen’s breathing hitched or deepened the sound would be
accompanied by Yusuke’s gentle murmurs. Now that Narumi was at least on the
phone he could somewhat of a coaching job.
“What exactly is going on?”
Kuwabara asked his sister in a soft voice. In the soft voice Shizuru told him
what he had missed while he was moving the car off the road.
:: back in Kurama’s bedroom::
Yukina had walked in on Yusuke’s
outburst, totally unaware of the deer, the doctor, and her ningen lover. She
brought with her a large bowl of water and a soft washcloth. Her small hands
dipped the cloth into the cold water then pulled back into the air to wring the
water out of it. After the access water was squeezed out the Koorime handed
the cloth to Yusuke, who started dabbing it on the vixen’s sweaty brow. The
blue haired maiden once again took up Kurama’s trembling hand to rub
soothingly. She started violently when Kuwabara’s voice sounded loudly through
the phone in Genkai’s hand.
::in the car::
“Wait! You’re saying that this all
started because Kurama fell down and hit off the table?!? It’s not natural?”
“You’re just realizing that now?”
Shizuru snapped and then received a glare for her younger sibling.
“NO! I’m just saying that if not
natural and that it was caused by Kurama getting injured then Yukina might be
able to stop the contractions.”
Both the room and the car were
silent as all the occupants thought out that suggestion. The silence was
finally breached by Genkai.
“Yukina is by all means a gifted
healer, though I doubt she would be able to stop contractions. Healing is one
thing but putting a stop to a birth I think would be out of her powers.”
“How is this any different than
stopping the bleeding that comes from, oh I don’t know a sword through one’s
stomach or getting half your leg blasted off by a bomb? The contractions aren’t
normal because they were created by Kurama getting injured. Since she is
injured she should be able to be healed. Once healed the contractions may
dissipate since there is no longer a cause for them. Does that make sense to
anybody else?”
“Actually yes.” Kurama’s answered
in a soft, strained voice. Her eyes lit up hopefully. “It’s worth a try at
least.”
“I didn’t follow a word he said,”
Yusuke mumbled, then in a louder voice. “But, I agree it is most defiantly
worth a try.”
Yukina nodded, she stretched her
small hands over Kurama’s abdomen to commence in healing her friend. She kept
increasing the flow of healing ki from her body until it stopped abruptly on
its own accord, signaling that there was nothing more to heal. Hesitant
crimson eyes crept up to search Kurama’s face. Everyone was holding their
breaths, waiting in silence for Kurama to let them know how her body had
reacted to the healing. Finally Yusuke broke the silence; he placed his
calloused fingers gently under the vixen’s chin and tilted her head up so her
glimmering emerald eyes met his anxious gaze.
“How do you feel Kura-chan?”
Kurama blinked up at her friend.
“Nauseous and tired. The pain in
my back is gone; there are no more contractions at the moment, though that
doesn’t mean that they have completely stopped.”
Yusuke sighed in happy relief.
Kurama didn’t want to get her hopes up just yet, what she did know about child
birth was that there was a period of rest between contractions, at least in the
earlier stages of labor. Her water hadn’t broken so there was a good chance
that the pain in her back was intensifying what contractions she did feel,
causing her to not pay attention to how far apart they were. Her tired, half
lidded eyes watched as Yusuke handed the damp cloth back to Yukina so the young
maiden could dip it in the cool water. Kurama watched the water as it rippled
and splashed with Yukina’s actions. Suddenly, Kurama’s head started throbbing
in turn with the rise and fall of the water. The sound of Genkai’s voice
sounding out softly as she got off the phone with Kuwabara, Shizuru, and
Narumi-sensei rang loudly in her suddenly oversensitive ears.
“Yusuke,” Kurama mumbled tensely.
“What’s up, Kura-chan?” The young
youkai asked, concerned by his friend’s upset tone of voice. “Didn’t the
contractions stop?”
“I’m going to throw up!”
:: a few moments later::
Kurama had calmed down substantially
from her earlier hysterics now that she was sure that the contractions were not
coming back and she had also emptied the meager contents of her upset stomach.
Genkai thought it would be best if Kurama had as little noise around her as
possible, so she and Yukina left as Kurama lost her breakfast. Now Kurama’s
head had taken its place on Yusuke’s shoulder once again.
It took Yusuke a moment to realize
that Kurama had fallen asleep in her arms. He became aware of her state of unconsciousness
when her forehead nuzzled up under his chin. The first time Kurama had done
that in her sleep Yusuke jumped clear out of his skin succeeding in waking up
his pregnant friend. Now he was used to it, he had even taken to teasing
Kurama about how much she craved to cuddle something or preferably someone.
“Yes,” Kurama had said with a
dramatic tone in reply to his playful teasing on one of the first nights she
was woken up by a nightmare with Yusuke sharing her bed. She and Yusuke were
in the kitchen trying to make Banana Splits at two in the morning. “I must
admit that I am a cuddle-slut. It is my one flaw.” She licked the whipped
cream off her fingers and winked as her dark haired friend’s widened eyes to
twice their size.
“That’s a flaw?”
Kurama acted as though she
actually thought about the question then shrugged her shoulders.
“Flaw, fetish, turn-on,
foreplay. Call it what you will, *I’M* going to enjoy *MY* calorie filled,
totally delectable and not to forget yummy Banana Split.”
Once again Yusuke could only
stare as Kurama returned to the refrigerator grabbed the Tabasco
sauce and Ranch dressing. She grabbed her spoon and her bowl of ice cream then
left the room in a flurry of velvet robes.
“What in the seven hells just
happened?” Yusuke asked himself before cautiously following Kurama to the
living room.
A sudden hitch in Kurama’s light
breathing caused Yusuke to come back to present. Moments later jerked awake
with a shuddering cry. Kurama had started trembling violently as her eyes
darted desperately around her room. Yusuke rubbed his friend’s shoulders
gently trying to get her attention away from whatever she had just seen in her
dreams. Strikingly bright green eyes focused on Yusuke’s calm gaze, the scared
vixen sighed at herself in disgust, buried her face into his shirt and started
sobbing.
“Yusuke I just want to sleep!”
Kurama’s voice sounded through the fabric of Yusuke’s shirt. “Why can’ I just sleep!”
The young demon could do nothing
more than coo and try to sooth the upset vixen. His mind kept replaying what
Narumi-sensei had told him earlier in the week when he had called to check up
on his patient. Yusuke had asked why the nightmares were affecting Kurama in
such a way.
Narumi’s reasoning was: “Kurama is
scared for her kits. Her dreams consist of horrific threats that that Yomi
person made. Her subconscious is frightened and working overtime worrying
about the unborn kits.”
“Kura-chan tell me about these
night terrors,” Yusuke requested softly when the vixen’s breathing had calmed
down somewhat. Kurama’s eyes widened up considerably as she looked up to meet
Yusuke’s worried gaze. When Yusuke saw his friend’s horrified expression he
quickly started babbling reassurances.
“Nothing too specific, just give me
a bit of an insight as to why they scare you so much.”
“Well,” Kurama started around a
shuddering sigh. “Every time I close my eyes I feel like I’m back in Gandara.
Everything is so clear and real that my heart starts to race frantically. I
hear sounds of whips and other t-things that h-he uses on-“
“Okay,” Yusuke could see that
Kurama was starting to upset herself once again. “You don’t have to say any
mo-“
“NO!” Kurama cut off her friend.
“You don’t understand! Its not me, H-he’s not using them on me! My babies,
Yusuke! He’s using those horrendous things on my babies! My tiny, innocent,
totally defenseless babies! He is hurting them, horribly! I can hear them
crying and calling for me. But, I can’t move to help them no matter how hard I
try. Then I can see them; their tiny bodies twisted and bleeding, I can smell
their blood and hear his laughter over the sounds of my kits screaming!”
Kurama suddenly found herself
sitting on her mattress with her back pressed against the headboard. Yusuke’s
eyes hardened to the point that Kurama saw a fire in his gaze that she only
ever saw when her dear friend was royally pissed. What had she done to piss him
off she wondered as Yusuke straddled her long legs. Scared that Yusuke would
explode like Hiei had, Kurama tore her eyes away from her friends gaze. She
started when Yusuke large hands cupped her cheeks to tilt her head up, forcing
theirs eyes to meet. After studying the young youkai’s gaze for a long moment
she realized that she had misinterpreted his expression. They were stern yes
but in an intense, sort of caring way.
“I. Will. Never. Let. That.
Happen!” Yusuke told his friend punctuating every syllable of every word as if
trying to engrave the words into her skull. “Yomi will never lay a hand on
your kits as long as I am here to say something about it. Do you hear me?!? I
swear that you and your kits are safe. I’m here, Genkai is here, and Kuwabara
is here, too. Your family is protected by the ‘Reikai Witness Protection
Group’ or some shit like that. You. Are. Safe. I Promise.”
“Thank you, Yusuke.” Kurama wiped
the tears out of her eyes and pulled Yusuke into a harsh hug. Yusuke adjusted
them so that Kurama was laying between his thighs, half curled against his
broad chest.
There was a soft knock at the
door. Kurama simply glared at the wood as if willing it to open, for the fist
time that afternoon she was comfortable and didn’t want to move an inch.
Yusuke quietly bade the person outside of the room to enter. Kurama smiled
when Kuwabara’s carrot-topped head poked in the doorway. He took in the sight
of his two best friends curled around each other and raised an eyebrow.
“Am I interrupting something?” He
asked with a big cheesy grin.
Kurama cracked open an eye in her
friend’s direction, she lifted her head and let her face take on an almost
sheepish look.
“The cuddle-slut strikes again.” She
quipped giving Yusuke a broad grin and winked in Kuwabara’s direction. Yusuke
burst out laughing and was soon joined by Kurama.
Kuwabara blinked at his friend’s
peculiar reaction and turned to the doctor who had walked into the room.
“They have both lost their minds.”
Narumi’s eyes scanned over his
patient, Kurama’s eyes were sunken in to her skull and sported mammoth blue
bags underneath them, her cheeks were hollow and also sunken in. She looked
like a very pregnant bag of bones. The tiny lives inside of the vixen were
draining her of every ounce of energy she had.
“My dear, you are noting but bones
and angles.” The doctor sat down next to the pair of tired demons.
Yusuke snorted. “Tell her
something she doesn’t know.”
“I’m afraid I can’t,” Reaching into
his black bag, Narumi produced a stethoscope he placed it in his ears and
warmed the metal part in his palm before placing it on Kurama’s abdomen. The
room was totally silent, while the doctor listened to for sounds within the
vixen’s flesh; his face was a mask of concentration. After a few moments he
smiled and placed his stethoscope into Kurama’s ears.
“Heartbeat number one,” He said
pressing the metal against the skin above her out of place navel. Kurama’s
face lit up as a soft, rapid thumping sounded loudly in her ears. The
heartbeat was silenced when Narumi moved his instrument to place on a lower
spot closer to her pelvis. “And heartbeat number two.”
Kurama sighed with happy relief.
She took the stethoscope out of her ears and placed it in to Yusuke’s ears.
“Their okay! Listen!”
Narumi repeated his actions causing
a large ecstatic grin to spread across the dark haired boys face
::an hour later::
Kuwbara continued to pace outside
of Kurama’s bedroom. He knew that the contractions had stopped but, he was
still anxious to know what else Narumi had found in his examination. He didn’t
have to wait much longer. Narumi walked out of Kurama’s room with Yusuke in
tow. “I’m just going to borrow him for a moment, Kurama-san.” He guided the
young demon with a gentle grip on his muscular forearm. By the look on
Yusuke’s face Kuwabara could tell that his friend didn’t want to leave their
ailing companion.
“What’s up?” Shizuru asked as she,
Genaki and Yukina joined the three males in the hallway a bit farther down the
hall.
“Kurama and her kits are holding up
rather well considering the shape she is in. I’m glad to finally get her on
the IV, though I am sorry it came to that. Now, she isn’t confined to her bed,
the IV stand is portable, but I don’t want her moving about until she isn’t so
weak.”
“What about these night terrors?”
Yusuke asked. “Kurama can’t close her eyes with out falling asleep and the
moment she does she wakes up scared half out of her mind.”
“That is another issue I am
concerned about,” Narumi sighed. “Kurama-san’s body needs sleep desperately.
Pretty soon her body will do one of two thing; either her body will be refuse
to allow her coconsciousness until she has the strength to wake up again or her
body will shut down.”
“What do you mean by ‘refused coconsciousness’?”
Yukina asked.
“Recurperative sleep. You will not
be able to wake her until her body has regained it strength. Since Kurama is
receiving nourishment intravenously, there is no threat of her body shutting
down. When she does finally fall asleep I must insist that someone be with her
at all times awake and alert. From that I have been told her reactions to the
night terrors are intense, if she thrashed in her sleep, there is a good chance
that she could rip the needle out of her arm her arm. If that happens and no
one is aware of it, she could tear a vein and die of blood loss.”
Yusuke sighed around a deep groan,
his hand grinding into his tired eyes. “I’ll take the first shift.” He turned
and walked toward Kurama’s door until he was stopped by a small hand on his arm.
He turned and looked down straight into Yukina’s crimson orbs.
“Yusuke-san, Hiei-san might be able
to help, don’t you think?” she asked in a quiet voice.
“I don’t think he will come back.”
Yusuke’s voice was low and dripping with anger. Everyone knew that Yusuke was
still pissed at the small fire demon.
“He does love her, Yusuke-san.”
“Well he has a damn funny way of
showing it doesn’t he? Yusuke snapped, before yanking his arm out of her small
hand. “Now if you will excuse me, I’m going to help the woman who still loves his
damn ass survive her pregnancy!” With his outburst out of his system Yusuke
disappeared into Kurama’s bedroom.
Blinking in shock, Shizuru looked
up at her brother. He didn’t seem the least bit shocked; normally he would
have tried to pound Yusuke’s head into the ground for speaking to his lover
that way. Come to think of it, neither Genkai nor Yukina were that surprised
either.
“Do you think,” she asked turning
to face Genkai and her brother. “That Keiko has some competition?”
“Keiko might,” Genkai mused almost
to herself, this wasn’t the first time she had got the very same feeling.
“But, Hiei certainly doesn’t.”
Kuwbara nodded his agreement, his
eyes never leaving the door Yusuke disappeared through. His thoughts were
inturrepted by Yukina placing her hand into his, interlacing their fingers and
squeezing tightly.
“Will you talk to him, Kazu-chan?”
Yukina asked, turning her large eyes to meet his own. Kuwbara found himself
nodding and received a dazzling smile for his efforts.
“Yusuke is just worried,
Yukina-chan” Kuwbara told her. “He is taking it the only why he knows how.”
Dusk came and went; neither Yusuke
nor Kurama came through the doorway leading into the bedroom. Actually, Kurama
was so relieved that her kits were still alive and well that she was able to
fall asleep the moment Yusuke wrapped his strong arms around her. Narumi was
able to contact a tow truck to pick up his car, so Shizuru transported the
doctor back to his road kill and totaled vehicle. Kuwbara was staying for the
night, instead of trying to sleep in his room; the carrot topped man had
stretched out on the sofa with Yukina. They watched television until Yukina
couldn’t stop her huge yawns. After his petit lover left, Kuwabara felt his
eyes starting to droop lower and lower until he was dozing lightly.
It was now about midnight, the soft serenade of crickets chirping sounded all around the temporarily quiet temple.
That serene silence of nature was interrupted by a loud bellowing voice.
“KUWABARA! BAA-SAN!!!”
Kuwbara was jolted out of his light
sleep and on his feet before he had realized it. He burst into the room to
find Yusuke trying desperately to hold a thrashing, panicked Kurama. The dark
haired demon was clutching Kurama, holding her against his chest with one arm
while the other was forcing the vixen’s left arm to the bed with a grip that
was so tight it was already bruising her porcelain skin. Though her eyes were
closed, Kurama’s face was a mask of fear and pain. Her legs were pushing and
slipping against the crumpled sheets of the bed while her free arm was clawing
at Yusuke’s arm, trying to free herself from his iron grip.
“Hold her legs!” Genkai snapped to
the started Kuwabara. The boy instantly jumped into action, he straddled
Kurama’s knees, holding her legs down with his superior weight alone. Next he
grasped the vixen’s hips with both of his large hands to stop them from
thrashing.
Genkai was at Kurama’s side in the
space of a second, she grasped the vixen’s slender wrist in one hand and her
other immobilized Kurama’s elbow.
Yusuke wrapped his now free arm
around Kurama. Her hot tears splashed against Yusuke’s neck and shoulder. Her
voice was desperate and pleading with an imagined Yomi. She kept repeating
‘No’ and ‘Please don’t!’. Yusuke held Kurama tighter to his chest, all the
while whispering and cooing, trying to breech her sub-consciousness with his
gentle reassurances. It didn’t work, Kurama fought and thrashed trying to free
herself from what she thought was Yomi.
“How long is this going to last?”
Kuwbara asked no one in particular after almost twenty minutes later.
“Who knows?” Yusuke snapped
through gritted teeth.
:: fifteen minutes later::
Yususke stalked out of Kruama’s
room. Kurama’s hysterics had stopped as suddenly as they started. He only
left Kurama’s room when he was sure that the vixen was alright for the moment.
He felt secure to leave her in Genkai’s and Yukina’s capable hands. When he
passed Kuwabara, he grabbed his carrot topped friend and pulled him out by his
elbow. Once they were outside the temple Yusuke started a furious pacing, much
like that of a penned up wild animal. His hands buried deep within his midnight black hair and tired eyes smoldering with an intense and unsurprisingly anger.
“Will you stick around for a while,
Kuwabara?” he asked coming to a sudden hault in front of the carrot top.
“Of course. Why? You going
somewhere?”
“I’m going to get Hiei. Maybe he
can put a stop to this night terror bullshit! And if he can’t or won’t I’m
gonna beat the shit out of him!”
“Okay,” Kuwabara nodded. “But
you’re not going any where until you calm down.”
“Why the fuck not?!?” Yusuke
snarled. “Kurama and her babies could die, dammit! And where is that bastard?
He’s gone! No, not only is he gone but that bastard fought with her, slapped
her and abandoned her right when we get her back from Yomi! Right when she
needs him the most!”
Yusuke dropped to the ground and
buried his face in his hands. Kuwabara followed his friend to the ground with
a sigh. After a long moment the carrot top leaned over and nudged Yusuke with
his shoulder.
“I know your upset, Yusuke. We all
are for Kami’s sake. But before you run off and pound Shorty into the ground;
think about this for a moment: Would you punish a three year old for not being
able to perform long decision?”
“What the hell kinda question is
that, BAKA?!? We’re not talking about-“
“Would you just answer the
question!!!!!!”
“Aw hell! I can’t even do long
division! Of course a three year old couldn’t! So, no I wouldn’t.”
“Then why punish Hiei for something
he doesn’t understand? He has never had a mother love him. He’s never had a
family. He’s never had anyone until Kurama. He doesn’t understand how Kurama
feels about her babies and I’ll bet, right now, he’s just as miserable as she
is. But, most of all, he, like you and me is not female nor is he pregnant.
God willing, he will never have to experience that. So just think about that
before you beat the shit out of him.”
Yusuke stared at his friend for a
long moment then glowered good naturedly at him. “When did you become so damn
smart?”
Kuwabara returned that glower with
a good natured punch in the shoulder.
“What are you talking about? I’ve
always been this smart!” The ningen smiled as he stood and stretched. “Just
remember what I said until he gives you lip; then you can beat his ass.”
Yusuke smiled at his friend’s back
until he was in disappeared into the temple and out of his sight.
“I just hope Hiei can help,” Yusuke
thought to himself. He sat for a moment longer just staring up at the stars.
Kuwabara was right about Hiei being totally confused about what Kurama was
going though. But that still didn’t give him a right to do what he did. . .GAH
thinking too hard! Yusuke chastised himself.
“Let’s go, Puu!” he called to his
Spirit Beast. The large bird appeared in mere moments to transport Yusuke to
the Makai and eventually Mukuro’s realm and Hiei.
Otay ppl!!!! thanks for reading!!
:bows: That’s it for this chapter! I would like to let you all know that I have
been typing like a mad woman and working on this every chance I could during
work breaks and late into the night! I wanted to finish this chapter for all my
faithful readers because I am leaving for my two week vacation and this is my
present to all of you so that you wouldn’t have to wait another two weeks for
this chapter! Currently it is two in the morning and I am just now finishing up
and posting so ignore the grammar mistakes please and thank you! Don’t forget
that I crave and love Reviews with such a passion that it is quite scary . . .
lol see you all after my trip!
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