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Bonds of Consent
- Chapter 5 -

Youko Kurama was awakened instantly by the sensation of one of his tails being stroked. amb amber eyes flickered as he opened them, their keen ability to see in the dark an advantage as he noted that it was still nighttime. Another gentle caress on his tail caused him to glance down, his eyes taking on a look of amusement at what he saw.
Keiko was lying in the crook of his arm, his tails wrapped around her waist, as she stared off into space. But what amused Youko most was that she was stroking one of his tails while she seemingly watched invisble shadows dance on the wall of their tent. Double checking to see if she was awake, he looked at her face and saw her shimmering brown eyes glance up at him.
"I'm sorry if I disturbed your sleep, Youko-sama," Keiko whispered as her hand stopped moving over his tails. She began to move her errant hand up to rest on his chest, but was stopped by Youko's hand on her wrist.

"Don't stop." He whispered, his words not a command, but a request.
Keiko didn't respond for a second, she was so startled. Finally, slowly, her fingers began their gentle stoking motions of before, coaxing a light, rumbling purr from Youko.
They remained like that for a moment, Youko's arms wrapped around Keiko as she continued to stroke him. Finally, Keiko lifted her gaze to his once again. "Um.. Youko-sama?"
Youko opened his eyes once more, not remembering when exactly during her minstrations that they had closed. "Hm," he grunted half dazed. Coming out of his relaxed daze, he asked "Yes, Keiko, what is it?"
The sound of his voice, so rich and deep, yet still reminiscent of the voice she was used to hearing from his red headed counterpart, caused delightful little shivers to course down her spine. "I just wanted to thank you... for saving me earlier." she whispered, her breath ruffling the fur of one of the tails as it brushed her cheek softly, sending another shiver through her.

"I promised I would protect you while we are here. Besides, Shuichi would string himself up just to punish me if I hadn't," Youko replied, almost smiling when he heard a disgruntled noise sound from within his own head, signifying that his human counterpart was listening in on the conversation.
Keiko giggled, eyes dancing in amusement as a smile appeared on her lips that only added to her endearing features. "I doubt that, Youko-sama. Kurama wouldn't go to an extreme such as that."

"You're probably right, Keiko" Youko told Keiko, smiling a bit.
'Yes, Youko, I would,' Shuichi protested in his mind.
Youko looked down at Keiko as she looked back down at her hand as it continued to stroke his tails.

~Well, then why don't you tell her that yourself,~ Youko said as he quickly relinquished control of their shared body to the red haired human.
Kurama blinked a few times as he realized he was now in control of the body. He raised his free hand up so that it was in front of his face and noticed, with some difficulty in the dark, that the hand was lacking claws.
'Youko, what did you do? What if someone sees us like this,' Kurama demanded.
~Don't worry about it. I'll take control back before you both wake,~ Youko reassured the red-head.
Keiko's eyebrows furrowed at the sudden realization that there was a definite lack of soft fur beneath her fingertips. Where had his tails gone? Glancing up, Keiko surpressed a gasp as she found herself staring into tender green eyes. "K-Kurama? Where... what happened?"
"Youko turned over control to me. He has a habit of being a bit unpredictable," Kurama told her, a soft smile gracing his features as he looked at Keiko.
"Oh," Keiko said softly. Slowly, the awareness of their position emerged. She was in Kurama's arms, not Youko's. Though it was a part of the mission's requirements that she be submissive to Youko, it didn't apply to the red headed version. But, for some reason, Keiko found that she still didn't want to move from her position.
Kurama noticed her reluctance to move away from him and blushed. Suddenly the memory of the kiss they had shared came to his mind, making his blush deepen.
"Why did he relinquish control?" Keiko asked idly, her question drawing Kurama's gaze to her lips as she spoke.
'Should I lie to her. The truth is a bit awkward, after all,' Kurama thought.
~Shame on you, Kurama, for even thinking about lying to her. You lie to her, I'll have to take control back from you and show her how you really feel,~ Youko chided.
"You remember when Youko said that if he didn't protect you, I would string myself up just so I could punish him," Kurama asked, pausing long enough to feel her nod against his chest. "Well, I told him that I most definately would, and he told me to tell you myself, then gave me control," Kurama explained, feeling his flushed face heat up even more in embarrassment.
Keiko blinked in amazement, his admission taking her completely by surprise. "You- you really mean that?" she asked before blushing furiously. "I-I mean, not that I'd want you to or anything, but... Why?"
Kurama just stared at Keiko, her innocent question causing his thoughts to collide together in turmoil. He didn't quite know what to tell her. He obviously knew how he felt, but he didn't know how she would react to him.
~What are you waiting for? You already know she isn't involved with Yusuke. And you should know she will accept you. Just look at what happened in the hot spring,~ Youko said, hoping to prod the red headed human into saying something.
'Youko, it isn't that easy,' Kurama replied, then sighed. 'But, you are right. I need to tell her.'
"Because I would do anything to keep you safe. I have admired your beauty since I first saw you during Yusuke's first fight with Hiei," Kurama told her.
Keiko lowered her eyes, biting her bottom lips as she took in what Kurama had just said. He said he...would do anything to keep her safe? That he... admired her beauty? Turning her gaze back up to meet his, Keiko released her lip in order to ask, "You... think I'm pretty?" and immediately wished she could take back the obviously stupid question. Why on earth had she asked that?

Kurama smirked at her, knowing exactly what he wanted to say to that. "No, I don't think you're pretty," he told her, his hand moving to cup her chin, tilting her head up so that she was looking directly at him as he dipped his head a bit. "I think you're the most beautiful creature on the planet," he whispered just before he lightly kissed her, giving her plenty of oppurtunity to push him away.
Keiko felt herself melt at Kurama's sweet words, her eyes fluttering closed as she pressed closer to him, allowing him the opportunity to deepen the kiss if he so desired. He must have, for when Kurama felt her move closer, he proceeded to do just that. Bringing the hand cupping her chin around, he buried his fingers within her mass of auburn curls and massaged her scalp by flexing them slightly. The movement of his fingers relaxed Keiko even more and Kurama pressed his luck by shifting his body so that he was now slightly above her.
Keiko groaned when some of Kurama's weight settled on her body and she spread her legs some, allowing his body to mold against hers more firmly, his right knee pressed firmly between her thighs. She wrapped her arms around his torso as he pulled away, giving them both a few minutes to breath.
Kurama smiled at Keiko in the dark, watching her chest rise and fall rapidly as she panted, her lips still parted. He watched as her eyelids slowly opened, revealing her unfocused eyes searching his emerald orbs out questioningly.
"What's the matter, Kurama," Keiko asked.
Kurama shook his head. "Nothing," he replied.
"Then why did you stop," she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
An amused chuckled sounded softly in the darkened tent, "I just wanted to make sure you were okay with this. I don't want to push you beyond the limit you are willing to go, Keiko."
"Why don't you let me worry about my limit, okay, Kurama?"
Kurama smiled, somewhat eased at her response.
"I'll let you know if it's too much," she promised, a twinkle in her eye that might have been amusement at his politeness.
Kurama nodded and then leaned down to cover her lips with his again. This kiss was more possessive than the last however, and it wasn't long before Kurama's tongue was prodding against the barricade of her teeth, begging to be let in. She complied, willingly opening up to him, allowing him access to her mouth. Keiko moved her hands up from around his chest to plow through his hair, revelling in the silken feel of the crimson strands.
Kurama slid his hand from Keiko's hair and let it skim over the skin of her neck and further south until his palm was cupping her breast, his thumb flicking over the cloth-covered nipple. He hesitated for a moment, almost expecting her to shove him off of her and smack him for being so bold, yet all she did was arch her back, pressing her breast into his hand more firmly and tugged on his hair as her tongue glided over his.
Keiko moaned into the kiss as Kurama's hand began to massage the soft mound of flesh he held. Her hands began moving, seemingly of their own accord, and slid down Kurama's back once more until they reached his behind, which she fully grabbed with both hands. Kurama pulled back abruptly, startled at the bold motion. Keiko seemed amused, breaking into a small fit of laughter at his response, her hands remaining firmly planted against him.

"Really, I had no idea you were such a little vixen, Keiko." He murmured, his breath a soft caress.
Keiko's eyes became hooded as she gazed up at him, uttering words in which she had no idea from where they came. "You haven't seen anything yet, Kura-kun."

"Oh? Is that so," Kurama asked, smirking at her in the dark. "You're right, I haven't. You're clothes are still on."
Keiko blushed despite her previously confident words. Her clothes? Did she dare go that far? 'Well, you went much further with Youko than this,' a mysterious voice sounding alot like her own stated in the back of her mind. Technically, she was still Kurama's slave, even if he was in his human form at the moment. Her confidence renewed, Keiko asked, "Are you ordering me to take them off, master?"
Kurama quirked an eyebrow at her, having almost forgotten about the roles they were playing for this mission. Shaking his head, he removed his hand from her breast and cupped her chin.
"Only if you would do so willingly and not because I had ordered you to as your master. I thought I already made it clear. Only what you want to do," Kurama told her, his head dropping, his lips brishing gently over her own.
His words, so tender and assuring, seemed to trigger something within her as her eyes shimmered in the night. She nodded, shifting her body out from under his own and rose to her feet. It was dark within the tent, leaving Keiko at a disadvantange when she attempted to find the zippers and fasteners that kept her clothes fitting snugly. Finally feeling the cold metal zipper of her skirt, Keiko drew it down slowly until she was able to shimmy out of the leather material. It hit the floor of the tent with a telling plop, conveying to Kurama that she was indeed getting undressed. Of her own free will.

His breath hitched, heart pounding as another article of clothing fell to the ground. Soon, Keiko was completely bare, and shivering in the night air. Kurama reached out a hand, imploring her to take it. Keiko took his hand and allowed him to guide her back to the futon. She was slightly surprised when she didn't feel his body move back over her own, but instead it moved away from hers. She looked in the direction he had gone, trying to see through the inky darkness with no success when she heard the light sound of a shirt hitting the floor. She next heard the distinct sound of a zipper, then the sound of material hitting the floor once again. Her eyes tried to search him out in the dark for a second time, only to jump slightly when he was suddenly sitting on the other side of her. She hadn't even heard him move.
"Kurama," her voice called out in question.
"I'm here," He said softly, his hand reaching out to once again take hers.

His long fingers entwined with her own, and he drew her closer until she was once again lying against him on the futon. This time, however, there was a major difference as Keiko felt his warm, naked flesh press firmly against hers. Keiko could have sworn her heart skipped a beat or two when she looked back into Kurama's eyes and--through the shadows--glimpsed the passionate expression in his emerald orbs.
He advanced slowly, imploring eyes silently asking permission in which she willingly gave in the form of a small nod. His free hand reached up to brush a wayward strand of auburn hair from her eyes as he closed the gap between their lips, sealing them together in a heated kiss. The hand which had swept back her hair then proceeded down her body, lightly ghosting a trail betweem the valley of her breasts, down along her concave stomach before hesitating at her non-existant pantyline. Keiko felt a hint of annoyance at the delay, and so arched her hips in an urgent plea for him to continue.
At her encouraging movement, Kurama lowered his hand further until he was firmly cupping her. He felt her gasp into the kiss when he dipped a finger inside her liquid heat. He nearly gasped himself when he felt her inner walls grip his finger. He had been able to access Youko's feelings while in the spring earlier, but is ims immeasurably better feeling it for himself.
With gently strokes, Kurama's finger began a steady rhythmic probing of her moist center, causing Keiko to moan deeper into his mouth as her body writhed at the pleasant sensations such an act illicited. Keiko felt breathless and had to turn her head to the side, effectively breaking the kiss to gulp in a much needed breath of oxygen, only to turn back and catch his lips again once she was done. Kurama emersed himself in the feel of her as he inserted a second finger. He groaned lightly when her inner muscles continued to contract around them.
After another minute or two of Kurama stroking Keiko from the inside, she once again broke the kiss when she felt something hard prodding her thigh. As she panted trying to catch her breath, her body arched further into Kurama's hand as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. Immediately, she removed one hand from his hair and slid it down his torso until she found his hardened manhood was the cause.
Kurama groaned when she grabbed him, his length eagerly reacting to her attention by hardening further. Needing something to keep his mouth busy with, he attached his lips to her throat, suckling at her pulse point, knowing there would be a bruise in the morning. Kurama trailed light kisses and nips along her collarbone, then headed south towards her right breast. He had felt the glorious mound in his hand previously. But now he wanted, needed, to taste the flesh that had felt so wondrous in his palm earlier. Keiko's breath hitched as she felt a warm wave of air brush across her breast a second before moist heat surrounded the puckered tip.

"Ahh," The cry left her lips before she could stiffle it, though in truth it remained unnoticed as it blended in well with similar sounds coming from other nearby tents.
Her back arched instinctively as she strove to bring herself even closer to her red headed soon-to-be lover. 'Yes, lover.' She thought, coming to the decision. This was what she wanted. It felt too perfect, too right to be anything else. She wanted Kurama as much as it seemed he wanted her and she had no intention of letting the opportunity pass her by.
"Kurama, I need more," Keiko whispered pleadingly, gently squeezing his member that she still held in her grasp to emphasize her meaning.
Kurama pulled his mouth from her breast to look Keiko in the eye. He felt his heart flutter in his chest at the passion glazed expression he found there. The look he had put there. 'She wants more,' he thought, smiling.
'Well, I'll just have to give her more.'
Kurama nodded his understanding as his lips brushed over hers for aent ent before he began to slide down her body, only to pull up short when her hand didn't release his length. He pulled back up to look at her, smiling.
"Keiko, you need to let go so I can give you more," Kurama said, amusement clear in his voice.
"Oh, right," Keiko said as she hesitantly released his manhood, her cheeks heating up in embarrassment.
Kurama smiled reassuringly at her before he leaned down to suckle at the skin on her neck. His lips glided over her skin, his tongue occasionally slipping between his parted lips to lick at her skin. He paused at her belly button, dipping his tongue into the little cavern momentarily before continuing down her body.
Keiko's hands came back to once again bury themselves in his silken hair. Shudders began to rack her body as she felt his lips skim over her sacred spot in order to nibble at the tender flesh of her inner thigh a moment before switching sides and doing the same with the other. Keiko whimpered softly as, once he was done, his lips ascended to the juncture of her thighs, his tongue parting the dampened lips of her sex as it delved inside to taste her very essence.

Keiko nearly bolted upright as a shock of pure pleasure streaked throughout her body, only to have Kurama place a hand against her chest and firmly press her back onto the futon again. She felt the vibration of his amused chuckle against host ost intimate spot and the sensation nearly drove her insane. Unable to help herself, Keiko issued a deep moan of approval that told Kurama he had most definitely accomplished the task he had set out to do. The hands buried in his hair began to tug insistently as Keiko panted and gasped.

"Ku-Kurama... I-I can't... it's... too much., Go, Gods!" Keiko nearly shrieked as Kurama began to suckle on the tiny bundle of nerves, which in turn sent Keiko tumbling into her second orgasm since their mission had began.
The hidden spring of liquid heat bubbled forth, spreading throughout her viens, causing Keiko to buck her hips forward against Kurama's face as she clenched her teeth to hold back a scream. Satisfied with her reaction, Kurama rose from his position, crawling up her body in a predatory way reminiscent of his youko self. Kurama leveled his eyes with Keiko's and smiled at her bliss filled features while he waited for her eyes to open. His smile brightened when her eyes fluttered open and she tried to focus unsuccessfully on him.
"Ready for round two," Kurama asked as he raised a hand to brush a few wayward locks of hair off her face.
Keiko moaned and a smile crossed her features before an aftershock sent shivers coursing through her body. "If it's as good as that," Keiko replied, leaning up until her mouth was inches from his. "Then yes, Koibito, I am."
That was all Kurama needed to hear as an amorous growl emerged from deep within his chest. Closing the scant distance between them, the red head poured every ounce of passion he held for the girl in his arms into the kiss. Hands once again tangled in his hair as he shifted his body to settle between Keiko's parted legs. Bracing himself up on his knees and one forearm, Kurama pulled back, his free hand travelling down Keiko's body again until his fingers brushed against her moist opening, assuing himself that she was indeed ready for what was to come next. The slick heat confirmed that she was ready and Kurama smiled as he brought his hardened shaft into alignment with Keiko's wet passage.

Keiko tried to relax as she felt him begin to slowly push in, knowing that there would be pain and being tense would only make it worse. She untangled her hands from his hair and moved them to rest on his shoulders. She felt Kurama pause for a moment, then he suddenly thrust in the rest of the way, breaking through her hymen.
Keiko's pain-tinged cry was cut off as Kurama's lips decended on hers again. He stilled within her, allowing her time to adjust to his intrusion. Raising his head, Kurama stared into a face who's eyes shone with unshed tears, yet was graced with such a tender smile that he had no choice but to return it with one of his own. A moment passed before Keiko felt that she was ready to continue, which sheveyeveyed to Kurama by bringing her legs up to wrap around his trim waist and shifting her hips against his.
Kurama nodded once, then lowered his mouth to her breast to taste of her flesh once more. At the same time, his hips started a slow pace of thrusting in and out of her body. He felt her hands that had been resting on his shoulders move until she was clutching at his back, her nails digging into his skin slightly. Keiko moaned, her body arching against Kurama's, the only part of her body still resting on the futon was her head.
Kurama could feel every twitch, every spasm of Keiko's body from the inside as he continued his pace. He kept his thrusts gentle, not wanting to hurt her. But Keiko obviously had other ideas because soon her hands wandered down from his back to his hips, her fingers grasping tightly as she applied pressure, indicating that she wanted more.
"Harder." The gasped word caught the red head completely by surprise. "Please, Kurama, I won't break."
The begging tone of her voice was almost enough to make Kuraose ose it entirely. Allowing his body to settle fully against hers, Kurama brought his hands up to grasp around her shoulders, giving him leverage to use in order to increase his thrusts. Keiko moaned happily as Kurama began to move faster, his hands pressing her shoulders down against the futon below them. She felt his mouth leave her breast and trail kisses up to her shoulder, his tongue lingering on the bite mark he had made previously.
Kurama moaned as Keiko started to meet him thrust for thrust, deepening his strokes even further. He could feel Youko's presence in his mind, lurking beneath the surface and relishing the backlash of pleasure that seeped through their link. Kurama's eyes closed as he shifted slightly, rising to his knees as his hands moved down to grip Keiko's hips. Lifting up, Kurama brought himself into a kneeling position, his hands lifting Keiko's hips in order to keep them bound together as he continued to thrust deeply. The change in position startled Keiko briefly, but that was soon chased away by the deeper penetration of Kurama's manhood the new position granted. Leaning down, Kurama once again slid his hands up, gathering Keiko's upper body to him as he straightened, causing Keiko to find herself straddling Kurama's hips with her legs still around his waist.

Keiko wrapped her arms around Kurama's neck, thoroughly enjoying the new position. She used her legs still wrapped around his waist for leverage as she began to ride him. She pulled away from him some, her hands gliding over his body until they rested on his chest. Feeling a little bold, she suddenly pushed on his chest, sending the unsuspecting red head toppling onto his back.
Green eyes widening in surprise at Keiko's uncharacteristic actions, Kurama stared up at her in awe, Youko lending his keen eyesight to his red headed counterpart in order for him to make out the lovely young woman sitting atop him. His breath was nearly stolen away from him at the sight. 'She is beautiful,' he mused, and the thought of Yusuke's loss becoming his good fortune passed fleetingly through the kitsune's mind. Settling onto his back completely, Kurama grasped Keiko's hips as she continued to grind herself against him in the most pleasant way imaginable.
Kurama could feel Keiko's inner muscles beginning to tighten around his length as she ground herself against him. He could also feel his own pending release building as he made short thrusts up into her body. Keiko moaned loudly as her climax hit her, her body tensing immediately as the pleasure washed over her. Keiko collapsed bonelessly on top of Kurama, her breaths coming in sharp gasps as her entire body thrummed with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Kurama's hands came to once again rest on hips ips and held her to him as he made his final upward thrusts before he too lost control and came inside of Keiko's contracting heat.
As his body relaxed from his orgasm, Kurama slumped back down on the futon, his arms wrapping around Keiko, holding her close to him as they both recovered from their mutually satisifying climaxes. Tiredly, Kuraulleulled the sheet over them, protecting them against the night's chill. He could hear the even breathing of Keiko as she slept, and was soon lulled to sleep by the sound.
~*~
Keiko was awakened from her exhaustion induced sleep by movement from the body she was laying on. Her sluggish mind barely grasped the memory of what had transpired only... minutes ago? Hours? She didn't know, the meaning of time had been lost in her post-coital slumber and the only thought that managed to become clear in her head was: I was just made love to by Kurama.
A satisfied smile coming to her lips, Keiko snuggled closer to the warm body, her head burrowing into the crook of his neck and issued a contented sigh as she traced her lips along the pulse point she found. As her mind became more aware, she realized the body she was laying on felt differently from the one she had fallen asleep on. Her brows furrowing in confusion, Keiko lifted her head slightly from the neck she had been lavishing kisses on. She looked up, her eyes widening in shock as they locked with a pair of amber orbs which seemed to be ablaze with the amount of lust they displayed. Placing her palms on the chest beneath her, she began to push herself up, only to stop part way when she realized that she had fallen asleep still joined with Kurama.
The hardened length still buried within her body slid further in at her movement, sending shock waves of pleasure throughout her body. She shuddered, her eyes falling closed as she tried to compose herself, but then Youko shifted, causing a whole new wave of heavenly sparks to course through her. Not able to withstand it any longer, Keiko let out a low, approving moan. Youko smirked in satisfaction. He moved his hands, sliding them from her back, where they had rested all night, to wrap around her shoulders. Quickly, he reversed their position so that he was now on top.
Youko smiled down at Keiko, his golden eyes glittering with amusement. "I take it you and Kurama had a good time last night," he asked.
Unable to respond, Keiko could only nod weakly as she stared up at Youko as he continued, "Well, let's say we start the morning on the same note, ne?"
Keiko felt a wave of apprehension mix with her confusion and as Youko leaned down, intent on taking possession of her lips, Keiko managed to bring up her hands and push hard against the ardent fox's chest. Granted, the resistence wasn't enough to dislodge him, but it was enough to get his attention and Youko paused to look down at the little vixen in his arms.
Keiko's eyes became more focused as she finally realized Youko's intentions. The way she and Kurama had fell asleep previously left her and Youko intimately joined, and the fox planned on taking extreme advantage of it. 'But...' Keiko thought, 'I can't do that with him. Not after Kurama and I... I-It just wouldn't be right!'
"Please, stop."
The smirk slipped from Youko's lips at Keiko's words, a look of concern taking it's place. "What's wrong, Keiko?" he asked, his body stilling above her.
Keiko turned her head, unable to meet Youko's gaze. She felt as if she were betraying Kurama by being in this position, which was silly considering Youko was an elemental part of Kurama, but still... "I... I can't do this with you. I can't do that to Kurama."
Her words caused Youko's concern to fade away, being replaced by a look of confusion.

"You must know by now that Kurama and I are the same person, Keiko." Youko tried to reason, refusing to show how her refusal of him had actually hurt.
"It just doesn't feel the same," Keiko said, turning her head to the side.
Youko frowned, catching her chin with his fin, he, he urged her to face him again. "Keiko, can you honestly say that you don't want me as you want my human form?" he asked, remembering the episode in the hotsprings and knew she couldn't deny it without lying.
Keiko looked into Youko's eyes and was shocked by the myriads of emotions she saw there. "No, I can't," she replied in a small voice.
Youko released her chin, allowing his fingers to trail down the column of her throat in a stroking gesture, causieikoeiko's eyes to flutter closed in pleasure. "And I cannot deny that I want you, my little vixen." He whispered, leaning close to her ear. His warm tongue slipped out to lap at her earlobe and Keiko shuddered.
Keiko's hands moved to grip his shoulders, not sure if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer. Quickly making up her mind, she pushed him away. "Youko, I'm sorry. I just can't. Not right now," she told him, hoping he would understand.
Youko stopped, not wanting to push her. He could always command her to submit... But he found that he didn't want to. That he preferred her to come to him of her own free will... Like she had with Kurama. Sighing, Youko pulled back, withdrawing his still hardened length from the tight warmth enshrouding it and shifted to lie beside her. "It's still early," he said, pulling her to his side and wrapping rm arm around her waist. "Get some more sleep."
Keiko nodded meekly, astounded by his sudden mood shift, but was grateful he hadn't tried forcing her. She reluctantly snuggled up to his side, resting her head on his shoulder. She fell asleep relatively quickly, and soon found herself in an expansive dreamscape.
It was a beach. A long strip of endless land from one end to the other, edged by a an ocean painted blood red by the sun as it decended into the horizon. The raging waves lapped at her toes which were dug into the cooling sand. Overhead, the sky darkened until the stars and moon appeared, casting everything a pale white glow. Keiko sat, her knees bent up to her chest, her arms crossed over her knees as her chin rested atop her arms. A false wind blew lightly, ruffling her hair as well as the grains of sand.
As she sat there enjoying the false scenery, she didn't notice another being standing behind her until she heard an achingly familiar voice.
"Lovely, isn't it," the voice asked.
Keiko turned around, not knowing what to think of seeing Kurama in her dream. "Yes, it is," she said quietly as he sat next to her.
They sat in silence together, side by side in the sand, until Keiko shifted slightly and turned to face her dream companion. "Kurama... what are you...h-how did you get in here? I mean, this is a dream, right?"
Kurama's brows furrowed in a frown, though there was a glitter of amusement in his eyes. "You mean, you don't dream about me," he asked, sounding a bit hurt.
"Kurama, no, that's not what I meant," Keiko said, turning to look at him directly. Kurama's laughter cut her off before she could continue.
"I was merely playing with you. Now, to answer your questions. Yes, this is a dream, but I have telepathic abilities," Kurama replied.
Keiko blinked. "You do?"
"Yes, though I rarely use them." Kurama elaborated, "I felt this was worthy of an exception."
Sighing, Keiko tilted her head to rest on her arms as she still gazed at Kurama. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Kurama mimicked her pose, resting his head on his arms and knees and stared back into her eyes. "I wanted to discuss you and Youko."
"Oh," was all Keiko said as she looked away.
"K," ," Kurama called softly, his voice drifting to her on the n brn breeze. "Keiko, look at me."
Keiko hesitantly looked back at Kurama, her eyes holding uncertainty. "What about Youko and me," she asked quietly.
Kurama's smile was totally unexpected, as was the chuckle that followed. "Keiko, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Youko cares for you as I do. Our love for you is one and the same. Don't think of being with him as a betrayal of me on your part. I'll love you, regardless."
Keiko gasped, her eyes widening at his open admission of his feelings for her. Finding herself not able to speak, Keiko reached out and grabbed the hand closest to her with her own. Lacing their fingers together, Kurama gave a comforting squeeze that sent a wave of warmth throughout her body, easing it as well as her mind. Keiko scooted closer, leaning against him so that her head rested on his shoulder, her eyes falling shut in utter contentment.
As her eyes remained closed, the dreamscape slowly melted away. The ocean receeded, the sands blew away, the darkened sky rolled back, leaving only Keiko wrapped in the arms of a smiling Youko Kurama.
~Thank you, Shuichi.~ Youko thought softly to his other half.
'It's the least I could do, Youko. After all, you've made my wildest dream come true.' the human half replied lightly.
Youko nodded, then nuzzled his face into the top of Keiko's hair, falling asleep with her sweet scent filling his senses.
~*~
TBC...
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Fanfiction.Net reviewers:
rogue solus: Thank you for reviewing! I really appreciate it, and may I ask- okay, beg, you to please, please, please, PLEASE update Change of Pace? Please?
Erika: Hey! long time no hear! Thanks for reviewing, glad you like it. IM me when you get a chance!
Edainme: Don't we all love Hiei? Though I'm a bit more partial to Kura-kun.... Anyway, thanks for reviewing!
Shiko: *grins* Thanks, though Keiko is a bit tougher than we give her credit for, I think. She'll pulloughough this. With our lovely Kitsune by her side, how can she not?
Dragon Ladysupreme: Thanks for reviewing Aya!
Silverstar: Thanks, glad you approve of the pairings.
Youko Star: I'm so glad you have a non H/K fic a chance, and that it was mine! *gasps* I feel so honored! And yes, Hiei is just so darn cute!
sentomegami: Thanks for the kind words. Glad you like the fic.
fluffy sama13: And thank YOU for reviewing!
Mintie: Thanks, hope you like this new chapter.
Demon Lady 1: Here you go, all new chapter! Thanks.
Kristy: Sorry that you're having trouble finding the new chapters. They are posted at adult-fanfiction.org under the pen name: vampmistress76. Hope that helps.
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AFF.Net Reviewers:
Tara-hime: Thanks for the review. I prefer het pairings as well. I don't know that film, but a het Youko fic would be nice.
nina: Thanks for reviewing. Well, I didn't get Hiei and Shizuru 'in bed' per se, but I hope that their lemon scene was acceptable. ^__^
Lady Moon: Thanks for the multiple reviews!
Alastair: Thanks for reviewing. Glad you enjoy the Hiei/Shizuru antics.
Anothername: Thanks! I don't really like yaoi fics either. There's way too many of them in this fandom. Glad you like the fic.
Toki Mirage: Thanks for reviewing. And the "Laws of the Camp" will be revealed to you (as well as Youko, Keiko, Hiei and Shizuru) next chapter.

Shiro Ryu: Thanks, glad you approve of the pairings and the fic.
reene24: Thanks for reviewing. Though the story *has* detoured a bit into smutsville, it will be back on track by chapter 6 though.
akumi: Glad you like the fic. Thanks.
Sailor Tiamat: Yes, there's still a few more chapters. Hope you like the lemons. There should be a few more to come.
Aoikoneko: Thanks, glad you like it.
Aya chan: Gah!! Take it back! Take it back! *laughs* Thanks for the reviews.
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MM.Org Reviewers:
Hoshi_Megami: Glad you like it. And Hiei/Shizuru is a bit unusual, but then again, I like strange and unusual. Not sure if Kazuma's reaction will be gotten to in this fic, but hey, that's why there's such a thing as sequels!
RedHedLvr: Hee! Nope, guess not. But then, neither could Shizuru... and why would she WANT to? Thanks for reviewing.<
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anonymoUS33: Thanks for reviewing. And I won't give up.
Quadrono Leader: Don't we ever! And it was a big debate on whether or not Shizuru should be a virgin, but then I just went with it and said "What the hell?"

Outai Urufu: Thanks for reviewing.
Rizika: Thanks, and I will!
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