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The Worthless Humans	By : Oreana Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 9953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author’s Notes:
Sorry for ignoring this story for
awhile. I didn’t really know what to do with it with my fixation on it
has been
wearing thin. Not only that but I have been having the dreaded Ex problems
on the internet. My former fiancée keeps stalking me on the net
and now
dragging their new girlfriend in on it so I have been doing those
stupid,
brainless, e-mail wars back and forth about to pull my hair out because
my
words are filling up hallow heads.

Sorry about that fic
theft warning not too long ago as well but some bitch thought she
could get away
with stealing my story and claiming a ‘friend’ let her post it on there
for the
author (the friend being me though I would really not want to be
friends with
that girl) on Fanfiction.net. Talk about embarrassing and angering at
the same
time concerning what FF.net allows and what this story contains. It was
dealt
with so no need to worry about it any longer. It was my first fic theft
and I
pray to be the last. V_V+

But I digress—besides, on to more important
matters. I am
going to try my hardest to get this story to the turning
point/climax so it can descend into the conclusion. X_x I
really think I should wrap it up already or get close to it. ^^;; Let’s
see
what I can do.

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The door creaked open to the figures standing just
outside
the bat demon’s room, his indigo eyes set upon Sensui and Yomi. “Is
there—something you two need?” He asked, cocking a thin coal brow at
them in a
questionable manner. The elfin ears of the demon picked up the slight
stirring
of Nari, figuring it was him speaking and the soft light illuminating
the room
to a certain degree that was causing her to moan and move a bit under
the
covers, Kuronue exited his room temporarily, shutting the door quietly
behind
him before asking again, “Well?”

Yomi said nothing as he pretty much stormed down
the
hallway, heading to the exit of the mansion in a hurried fashion.
Kuronue could
only wonder what was bothering the fellow thief as his gaze shifted
over to the
former Spirit Detective whom should have left by now unless he had
something
else in mind. “Come with us, Kuronue,” Sensui boldly demanded to
someone much
stronger than he.

Grunting in disbelief that a human just ordered
something of
him, Kuronue tried to keep his cool as he realized he would be leaving
Nari and
Okuro alone. Looking to the closed door of his bedroom, his wings
stretched
slightly before folding back behind his back. Sensui could tell from
how he was
holding himself, the demon was quite tense. Though he could see this,
he said
nothing of it not wanting to ease his worries with false hope as he
waited for
Kuronue to follow after him. Chest heaving with a heavy sigh, the
indigo
oculars of the demon met with Sensui’s black, finally moving in his
direction
at his own pace; almost seeming like a royal figure of some kind with
how he
was walking. Fine—let’s see what game you
two are going to play…

Getting outside in the stormy weather, Kuronue
stood a
respectable distance from Yomi and Sensui who soon stood side by side.
Wild
wind whipping Yomi’s shoulder length coal black hair, he squinted
through the
downpour at the opposing demon, laughing evilly at how far away Kuronue
was
standing from him. “Kuronue,” he shouted over the rolling thunder, “why
do you
stand so far from your old friend? Do you fear I will rip you apart?”

Kuronue’s arms that stayed at his sides moved to
across his bare
pectorals as he huffed to himself at Yomi’s words that were filled with
venom. “What
‘friend’ do you mean? I am sure I am not that friend you speak of,
Yomi,” he
answered as loudly in return, “Besides, I know what ill attitude you
hold
towards myself and Nari—now speak the both of you. What the hell do you
want
from me?”

Yomi and Sensui were both quiet when it came to
Kuronue as
they exchanged glances and possibly a few words. For the bat demon, it
was hard
to tell when it came to the distance he stood from the two and the
thunder and
the rain smacking everything it could didn’t help his demonic hearing
in the
least. But this didn’t matter for Yomi started to head in his
direction,
walking slowly seeming to be in no hurry to get to his thieving
partner. “There
is no since in hiding it any longer, Kuronue,” Yomi demanded as he
continued to
truck through the mud, “Everybody knows the feelings you hold for that
sick
little bitch and her runt of a child.”

After announcing this, the demon fell silent
making Kuronue
ask in return, “What do you wish of me to say to that then?” It was
apparent
now that he wasn’t trying to hide it any longer.

“You no longer deny it?”

“I no longer deny it,” Kuronue answered without
hesitation
once Yomi and him were face to face.

“How…interesting,” Yomi hissed as the rain
glistened off of
his pale skin. Looking over his shoulder at Sensui as if checking on
him first,
the demon turned back around quickly with his right fist ready to
collide with
the opposing demon’s face. The knuckles of the demon smacking nothing
but the
air, he blinked a few times surprised to see that Kuronue had managed
to dodge
it—more surprising yet that Kuronue’s scythe’s metal was caressing his
neck. Eyes
widening in disbelief, Yomi growled, showing off his fangs as he kept
his gaze
set straight ahead.

Kuronue placed his free hand on the back of Yomi’s
head,
gripping onto some of his hair angrily, bringing the weapon closer to
the
demon’s throat. “Plan on fighting me, is that it? Is that why you
brought me
out here?” Kuronue pulled back his weapon before he pushed Yomi
forward, pretty
much letting him go, not in the mood for shedding his blood. Turning
his
attention back to Sensui, his long black hair slapped against his back
as he
squinted through his damp bangs that hung over his face in attempts to
make out
the enigma Spirit Detective. “And what of you, Sensui? What pleasure do
you
derive in storming in here?”

Sensui didn’t answer. He seemed to be snickering
to himself,
revealing in this moment. It worried Kuronue to a certain degree
wondering why
he would enjoy doing this to them…unless he was still under Koenma’s
control.
“Yomi told me something interesting that happened here not too long ago
dealing
with another slave,” Sensui finally remarked loud enough over the rain.
Kuronue
stood there not flinching in any form to hear the story that was well
known
through the thief guild Yoko Kurama created. “Before Nari was brought
here,
another demon and human slave affair was going on and the demon thought
he
could get away with trying to escape with her. Funny thing was, he
didn’t—and when
Yoko Kurama found them…” Sensui paused a moment gathering up the energy
he was
blessed with to bring down his appointments, threatening to release it
on
Kuronue. Granted, it was quite powerful from what he could sense, but
the demon
didn’t budge for he would rather die standing than run off and be
branded a
coward. Lowering the arm he was using to focus all his energy through,
Sensui
concluded, “…he killed them both.”

Kuronue remained silent for awhile wondering what
this had
to do with him before he inquired their actions, “Are you both
insinuating that
I will run off with Nari?”

“Why not?” Yomi asked through his tightly clutched
teeth from
behind his partner, “You are already calling the bitch by her name and
taking
care of that brat of hers! That is only the next step, Kuronue and I
will be just
waiting for you to take it!” Kuronue turned back around to face Yomi as
the
words passed through his twisted smirk that soon formed on his face.
“Because I
will enjoy asking permission to tear you apart, friend.”

Everybody was quiet hearing the spiteful words
that were
trying to leave their mark upon the bat demon’s body. “I am sorry,
Yomi. But if
anyone is to have the privilege of tearing me limb from limb for my bad
judgment in the future, I would rather it be my true friend, Yoko then
give you
that honor.”

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Nari awoke quickly when a flash of lightening
touched deadly
close to the windows followed by a large roaring of the thunder. The
same
thunder roll woke her son making her attention shift quickly to him
though she
herself was quite startled by the one thing she hated. Finding that
Kuronue was
gone and nowhere in sight, she could only wonder where he was as she
bounced
her son gently within her arms in attempts to settle him. “Shhh,
Okuro…it will
be okay…”

Her voice was cracking however, and her son wasn’t
stupid
thanks to the sixth sense he was blessed with as a baby—he could smell
her fear
and it was overwhelming him. “Mommy scared,” he blurted out through his
tears
that married his fair skin.

Creasing her brow in sorrow, she let him rest his
cheek upon
her left shoulder so she could nuzzle within his small body. “I
know…and I am
sorry you can tell that…I wish your father was here but I don’t know
where he
went to, baby…”

As if on cue, the door soon opened to allow a damp
Kuronue
back into his bedchambers. Seeing the two were wide awake and quite
upset, he
sighed softly heading over to them quickly. “I am sorry,” He apologized
in a
whisper embracing them both though he was dripping wet. “Yomi wanted to
start
something with me about the current situation.”

“Situation?” Nari inquired as softly in return.

Emitting another
sigh, this time through his nostrils, Kuronue answered her though
fearing it
would put much pressure on her, “I cannot hide it much longer when it
comes to
how I feel about you and Okuro…everybody knows and everybody hates me
for it.
Yomi knows and despises me for it…in a nutshell, my life is not going
to be
easy from here on out.”

“Kuronue—I am so sorry for this…”

Shrugging in the densely lit room, Kuronue picked
himself up
off of the bedcovers so he could wring a good bit of his hair out on
the wooden
floor before bothering to undress again. “Don’t worry about me, Nari. I
can
handle myself when it comes to Yomi and Sensui if that bastard is
content on
staying.”

Continuing to rock her son, who was starting to
die down in
sobbing thanks to the fear pheromones going away that were emitting
from his
mother, Nari creased her brow in worry upon hearing Sensui still being
present
in the thieves’ hideout. “That…guy is still here…? Why does Master Yoko
Kurama
allow him around…?”

Kuronue removed his damp attire as he listened to
Nari’s
question. “I am sure it won’t bother Yoko Kurama too much unless he
starts
causing problems which it appears he is trying to do lately by
antagonizing
Yomi about my feelings towards you and Okuro.”

“Why don’t you bring it to Master Yoko’s
attention?” Nari
wondered, running her palm up and down Okuro’s bare back, her ears
picking up
the sound of him moaning in contentment.

“I won’t until it escalates into
something worth worrying about. I am sure Sensui is just doing this for
his own
amusement until he decides to leave. Don’t worry about him, Nari and
just focus
on yourself. Your safe for the time being but that doesn’t mean that
unborn
child inside of you is.” Hearing him remind her, Nari to look at her
stomach that
was still flat thanks to the child only being so many weeks old. She
kept
forgetting even though there were times that her appetite acted weird
and she
got sick a bit in the mornings. “You may be as immortal as the other
demons,
but your child isn’t and can easily die within the womb if you are not
careful.
Knowing Yomi, he will take his anger out on you when he is able…so
enjoy the
times you have in here away from him, for it won’t last long.”

“I know, Kuronue,” Nari
whispered, settling her son down once more for the stormy night under
the
covers within the canopy bed. “At least Okuro is out once more for the
night.
With how hard it is to take care of a child, I may be relieved that I
won’t be
able to take this next child.”

Hearing her say such a thing
caused Kuronue to blink a few times wondering if he was truly awake
when she
blurted that out to him for it was as though she was hinting that she
wanted it
to die. “Oh?”

“Don’t get me wrong,” the teen
replied with a heavy sigh, “I don’t want this baby to be ripped from me
and
thrown out to be eaten…but I know I cannot handle taking care of
another…”

It was Kuronue’s turn to imitate
her sigh as he listened to her worry about the safety of a child, she
clearly
did not want. Coming back over to the bed where the two had settled in
for the
night, the bat demon slipped under the covers as well once he tied back
his
long wet hair to keep out of his way. “Look—if it will make you any
happier, I
will try to convince somebody to take it in once it is born. It’s
extremely
rare, but there are demons out there who will take in a mix-breed
depending.”
Placing a soft sincere kiss upon her forehead, he managed a smile on
the same
area hoping to ease her nerves for the time being. “Now go to bed,
Nari. I pray
you sleep well.”

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Sadly, it was not to be when Nari
was allowed out into the care of the dangerous Yomi. Thanks to Yomi’s
antipathy
towards her and her hold on Kuronue, he beat Nari atrociously one night
and
killed the unborn child. It was apparent when she threw up the fetus a
few
weeks later. It was the worse experience of Nari’s life and she fell
into a bad
stage of depression making Kuronue pity her and disparage Yomi about
his
actions. It did little good—as a matter of fact, it worsened things. It
forced
Yoko Kurama to pull Kuronue off to the side one night and Nari could
only
wonder what this meant as she lied out on her belly tied to Kuronue’s
doorknob
when the winter season rolled around and she was forced inside once
again.

“Kuronue, I really think it is in
your best interest if you stop your constant persecutions on Yomi about
what he
feels he can and cannot do with his own pleasure slave. That bitch is
just as
much his as it is yours and you treat that human whore like she is your
own
personal slave!” Yoko’s voice was austere and unwavering. He meant
business
this time and wasn’t going to go soft verbally on Kuronue much longer.
“I
understand your feelings for her but I would wish you would stop trying
to
protect her from every little thing. Do you not understand the trouble
you are
getting yourself in as well as her by doing this?”

“Your treasured slave whore as you put it Yoko
Kurama has
sunk into depression. A dangerous stage for humans thanks to Yomi.”
Though
demons went through depression as well depending, it was rare due to
most
demons being driven to just kill and steal without remorse. Being
humans
actually have feelings and used them on a daily basis, it was more
frequent in
them and it was something that some female mothers experienced when
their
mix-bred babies were ripped from them in Makai.

Kitsune ears waving from the words filling them,
Yoko Kurama
huffed at that response finding it rather humorous. “She will get over
it just
like the others before her have. And if she doesn’t, the beatings will
be
pretty deadly on her fragile body. She has that one little runt, what
more does
she want?”

“She wanted that other child to have a life out of
here,”
Kuronue tried to mumble to himself but to no avail.

Thanks to the fox’s excellent hearing, he snapped
his head
in Kuronue’s direction, raising a thin silver brow at him wondering
what that
last remark was supposed to mean. “You spoil that bitch way too much.
Do us a
favor and stop spending so much time with her and grow a backbone in
replace
for the one you lost.”

With that said, the bat demon left his friend’s
chambers a
bit angrily though he knew what Yoko Kurama said was a bit truthful. He
had been
spending way too much time with Nari and she wasn’t all of his but
belonged to
two other demons. She had lost one baby and no matter how hard he tried
to
coach her through it, the grieving teen refused to listen. Seeing her
lying
there on the floor not looking fearful or saddened like she normally
was but the
voidness in her expression made him wonder what to truly do with her.
Okuro
needed his mother and now his mother was out of commission mentally.
Squatting
before her, Kuronue rested his elbows on his thighs wondering what he
could do
when it came to how she was acting. Maybe
I will try and make an antidepressant…

“I see your slave is down for the count,” Sensui
remarked
with a slight smirk from where he was leaning upon the wall of the
hallway the
three were currently within. Nudging her a bit with his foot, he
watched as she
did nothing finding her response quite surprising. “She is still
whining over
that baby she lost weeks ago?”

Kuronue sighed with irritation before bothering to
lay his
sight upon Sensui. “What do you want, Sensui?” The wings of the bat
demon
became tense for a moment hoping he wouldn’t have to cause trouble in
the hideout
though worse has happened in the past when it came to demons about
Nari’s
presents.

“Nothing much, I just came by to say my goodbyes
to you and
to your little runt here,” the man remarked as if trying to make his
words
leave some sort of mark on the demon.

“Wonderful,” Kuronue huffed a bit before grabbing
onto
Nari’s chain so he could guide her back into his bedroom, “You’ve said
them,
now goodbye.”

Closing his eyes and smirking at Kuronue’s
actions, Sensui’s
foot met with the door that the bat demon was so quick on trying to
open and
retreat into. “Now, that’s not very nice, Kuronue. I wanted to say
something to
Nari personally before I take my leave.”

The demon’s anger level rose with Sensui
continuing to be a
thorn in his side when he thought for sure the former Spirit Detective
would
have left and had it be at that. But there was something else he wanted
to do
before leaving and why Nari caught his interest so was beyond him.
“What do you
have up your sleeve?” He boldly asked, eyes narrowing in speculation.

“You don’t trust me with her, is that it?” Sensui
asked
keeping his sight away from Kuronue’s though he could tell that the
demon was
giving him an evil eye. “Tell you what,” here the man dared look the
demon he
got riled up in the eyes though the visor was hiding his anger to a
certain
degree, “I will let you watch me converse with her but you have to be
standing
a respectable distance from us. I won’t touch your bitch. I promise.
So—what do
you say?”

Kuronue was quiet as his demonic orbs of indigo
looked down
at the mentally hurting Nari. She had obviously been paying attention
but she
showed no interest in the conversation whatsoever as her guilt in
losing the
child continued to overpower her. He was scared of what Sensui had to
say…but
then again…maybe he wasn’t the ‘former’ detective and was undercover
for
Koenma. Sensui could be putting on a facade in order to hide why he was
truly
there. Of course, if he is undercover, he
is putting on one hell of a show, Kuronue’s mind wondered as he
continued
to think in silence. If that were the case regardless, he would end up
losing
Nari and Okuro all together for he would be punished for the crimes he
had
committed. But…it was not worth watching Nari suffer either way.
“Fine,” he
finally answered quietly handing the chain over to Sensui, “I will let
you
speak to her so long as I get to watch from a safe distance. You better
not
hurt her…or I will hunt you down myself.”
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