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Dark Innocence	By : Shandathra Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Crossovers Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don�t own anything, and I�m using these characters for my own sick and twisted amusement.

And congratulations to the reviewers who figured out that it was Schuldig, and that this is WK/YYH x-over. ^^
Midnight blue eyes rabidly scanned the glowing screen, absorbing the information hidden within blocks of digits and symbols. He was so very close to finding their leader. In the other room he could hear grunts of pain and snapped commands.

Physical training.

They had been able to teach Keiko how to use her powers in the mind realm set up within Schuldig�s subconscious. All of Schwarz�s secret planning and psychic training occurred there. And occasionally Schuldig opened the doors to his conscious mind so they could operate in the physical world while maintaining the secrecy provided by his mental shields. But it didn�t matter how much training they gave her in the psychic world if her body couldn�t handle the demands that her powers would put on it. Hence the feminine protests that penetrated through the rather thick walls of their current safe house.

Nagi�s lips quirked into a smirk as Keiko came up with a particularly creative curse for the red headed telepath. That was something else they had taught Keiko-how to cuss. She didn�t approve of swearing at all, but you couldn�t help swearing at Schu. He was just that obnoxious.

The girl they had kidnapped to join to Schwarz had been with them for nearly three months now. Slowly they had settled into a routine; work in the mind room in the morning, have a light meal together, pt in the afternoon, target practice until supper, hang out a bit, sleep. The only change came when they took out a target to keep up a steady supply of funds. Oh, and the little fits that the red head occasionally drove his team mates into. Those kept things from getting too boring in the small house.

A glance down at the corner of his computer showed him that it was only three p.m.. So next would come the target practice. You couldn�t be even a temporary member of Schwarz without knowing how to fire a gun. Even Nagi, hell even Farfarello, had been trained to use one. Crawford had insisted that they all learn.

As a precognitive power it was almost like he was programmed to be prepared for anything. Keiko didn�t like guns, didn�t trust them. Nagi could sympathize with her distaste. Of course he too preferred to use his abilities, but that didn�t mean he didn�t know how to use a gun if it came down to it. The delicate boy didn�t care for the noise they made, the way they smelled- but he did respect his father�s programming.

Father.

He was so close to finding out where the older man was being held. He could feel that it was there, somewhere in the coding he was going through. He just wasn�t seeing it.

�FUCK YOU!�

The door slammed into the wall with enough force to send the hanging picture crashing to the ground. Keiko wrenched the door knob and slammed the door back closed before turning back to the room.

Nagi cringed under the force of the anger swirling around his sister. She stalked into the room, her hands clenching and unclenching in spasms of rage. Her face was flushed, and her eyes glittered oddly in the half light cast by the computer screen.

�Kei-chan?� Nagi asked in his quiet, melodious voice. �Are you alright?�

�No. I. Am. Not. Alright.�

Keiko looked like she wanted to break something with her bare hands�or someone. A German someone. She picked up a thick hardback book written in English and slowly began to methodically shred it. With her nails. He stared.

�You know I forgot to buy some thermal paste when I was out picking up the final components for my CPU. I need to go get some.�

She pinned him with a look.

�You�re just trying to get away from me.�

�Aa.� He edged toward the front door. �Is there anything I can get you while I�m out?�

�No, thank you sweetie. Go hang out at the computer shop for a bit.�

It was creepy just how well she could separate her anger from the telepath from her affection for him. Perhaps the control she had was something she had inherited from their father. Or it could just be a female thing. Nagi wasn�t really sure.

The beautiful boy checked his wallet to make sure he had enough money to buy the paste. He really hadn�t been lying when he had given the excuse. He grabbed his jacket, shrugging into it as he opened the door with his powers before he even managed to reach it. Maybe while he was out he would get the blue LED light fan. He already had a cooling fan for the computer he was building but this one was just so much more interesting.

�OH!� Her eyes blazed. �He�s canceling target practice until I get a hold of my temper!?�

Schuldig, Nagi decided, was smarter than he looks sometimes.

He slipped out the door, quietly closing it behind him. He glanced up at the sky and with a small smile headed down the walkway.
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Kurama followed Hiei until he suddenly stopped cold. The Jaganshi had been tracking Keiko�s energy from the restaurant.

They now stood at the mouth of a subway. Hiei shook his head, and wrapped the ward around his head once more.

�You were wrong Fox. It�s still just two cases. The person responsible for that power is the same one who took her. I can�t track her anymore.�

�And they took the subway?� Kurama stared down into the dark tunnel with a slight frown. �Somehow I can�t see any youkai voluntarily taking a subway.�

�No human could have that kind of power, Kurama.�

�We�ve seen weirder things,� Kurama offered. �Although it could be a human raised hanyou. If they don�t know that they�re a hanyou they could be quite difficult for them to adjust to regular life. And Keiko has been exposed to us long enough that he could have sensed us around her. That would also explain why there have been no threats or demands made to us. If he didn�t take her as part of a plot to get to Yusuke, I mean.�

�You�re assuming things. How very unlike you. Is there something you know that I don�t?� Hiei slanted a knowing glance in his direction. �Or are you merely being hopeful that she is not in danger?�

Kurama ignored him.

�Well, what would you suggest we do now? If our target took her on the subway, they could be anywhere by now.�

�I don�t know,� Hiei snarled. He scowled darkly at the subway opening. �I�m going back to the Makai. Call me if you come up with anything.�

Kurama raised a brow at the spot where Hiei had been standing seconds before. Apparently this was bothering Hiei quite a bit. If he was going back to the Makai, then he was going for research, or to kill any demons who are unfortunate enough to get in his way. Or perhaps both.

Kurama glanced down at his watch with a groan.

The dance!

He almost forgot that he had to chaperone it tonight. He raised his eyes to the heavens with a long suffering sigh; wondering, as would any sane person in a similar situation, �Why me?�
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�What do you want Farfarello?� Keiko snapped, immediately feeling guilty for taking her anger at the obnoxious telepath out on the white haired Irishman. On the other hand she didn�t really feel like dealing with his disturbingly astute observations couched in biblical riddles at the moment either. She didn�t apologize, but to make up for it she softened her look, giving him a slight smile.

The clairvoyant was sitting on her bed, having escaped to her room to cool down when the quiet man slinked to her side. His normally white skin seemed almost shining against her dark bedroom decorations. He was wearing his typical black bondage pants, and his deep blue vest. The only difference from his normal attire being he wasn�t wearing his wrappings or the thin strip of leather that wrapped around his calves. The thin strip was used to keep him hobbled; it helped prevent him from running off and killing people, as he was wont to do otherwise. His slender, muscular arms were normally covered by bandages, but the crisscrossing scars were visible today.

She met his single golden eye with a curious look when he didn�t answer immediately. His deep network of red scars and the eye patch he wore were dark against his skin, making him look dangerous. Every bit as dangerous as she knew he was. Yet Keiko was oddly unafraid.

It had taken her little time to figure out that while Farfarello was a cold blooded religious fanatic, that he was very intelligent, and very loyal. While she was still somewhat uncomfortable with the stares that he sent her she wasn�t concerned that he would do anything to harm her.

Keiko was, after all, Schwarz now.

And despite the fact that he occasionally had to be restrained with a straight jacket, the pale killer was always gentle towards her and her brother. He seemed less concerned with Schuldig, assuming he could care for himself; but she had seen his protectiveness towards all the members of the team. And she had spent enough nights talking with him when she couldn�t sleep to know what he was like when he wasn�t out gleefully slaughtering people. The fact that he was exactly what his codename implied, a berserker in battle, made people forget how intelligent he really was, how human he could be.

�Farf? Is there something you need?� There was something about the look in his eye�

�You.�

She couldn�t possibly have heard that right.

She shifted against the pillows, sinking into them and away from the slightly psycho Irishman who was crawling toward her. Wait, was that a knife? Oh. Shit.

�Excuse me?�

She felt cool metal pressed against the smooth flesh of her stomach, and she felt herself flinch at the contact. The knife trailed lightly along her flesh until it reached the valley between her breasts. She gaped down at her body when she felt the front of her cotton t-shirt part; her breasts tumbled free of her bra as well.

�The Guilty One will not keep me from hunting what I desire this time, Innocent Angel.�

A quick flash of silver and the gym shorts she worked out in were no more. And so were the panties that she ad pulled on that morning.

�Oookay. What exactly is it you desire from me?� Keiko wasn�t afraid of him, she wasn�t. She was just� mildly concerned about what he could mean by hunting what he desires. And by the knife he was holding. And by the fact that he said Schu wasn�t going to be around to tranquilize him if he went crazy.

Ok, ok- so she was beginning to feel afraid of him.

He tossed the knife to the side. The soft clink it made when it hit the floor reassured her somewhat.

�Do not fear me. I will never allow you to come to harm.�

She felt herself relaxing again. It probably seemed stupid to believe him, but she couldn�t help it. It was almost like a little voice in the back of her head was encouraging her to trust his words. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Something about that fact seemed significant but before she could track that thought down he moved.

She froze.

�Do you feel that? Do you feel what you do to me?� Her hand was now being pressed against the front of his pants, held captive against the growing bulge. She felt the heat radiating underneath her palm. Her eyes grew wide and she stared up at his face in alarm. And if she were completely honest, even with only herself, excited by the intimate contact.

This is not what she had expected when she asked if there was something she could do for him.

�Yes, but�What do you want from me?� she gasped. She couldn�t dream of dismissing his� ah, feelings, not when he left it so clear to her, but�

�So beautiful. So innocent. Please allow me to be the first, the one to introduce you to the pleasures of the flesh.� The words flowed between them like a physical thing, wrapping around her, washing over her in a seductive swell.

He kept his hand on hers, guiding it up over his body. She could feel his muscles rippling, even beneath the material of his vest. Keiko�s hand was trapped by his hand, delicate fingers splayed against his chest. Her breath was stolen by the desire she felt in undulating from him in waves.

Her tongue darted out to wet dry lips.

�Farfarello? Why?� she whispered.

His fingers freed hers, but she didn�t lower her hand from his heart. A pretty blush spread beneath her creamy skin at his next words.

�Why? Can there be anything more painful to the host of angels who are so close to having your shining soul than to be robbed of that which they have so long sought? They cannot have you!�

Her breath caught in shock.

Farfarello gently stroked the swell of her breasts; she felt her nipples hardening beneath his questing fingers. She arched slightly into his caresses, unconsciously seeking more the delicious touch.

She could feel his intentions through the contact. Yes he craved her body, felt desire for her; but above that was the burning need to protect thrumming through the physical want. Since his enemy was the legions of heaven�s angels and the Christian god, it was a threat only he saw; but he honestly believed he was protecting her. And that desire was even stronger than his lust for her body.

�My Innocence, together we can have that which the Great Liar would deny us. Let me show you. I will draw you down into the deepest depths of ecstasy, where you will be lost to the purest sensations imaginable. You will scream out in rapture, drowning in the darkness of our lust. My name will tumble from your lips in prayer.�

With her newly awakened powers she was exposed to the raw force of his need. She could feel it, embedded in his body, in his clothes; surrounding him was a deep pulsating hunger that was aimed at her. On some level he honestly loved her.

His hands splayed across her ribcage, slipping over the soft curve of her hips.

�The angels will listen to your cries that reach the hallowed piers of heaven, they will watch in helpless envy as I partake of that which they are denied- the sweetness of your flesh. And they will ever more lament your loss.�

He grasp fell to her thighs, pulling her legs apart.

Keiko�s eyes dilated and she swallowed- hard.

�But you and I will celebrate- for all eternity, will you but let me worship you as you deserve. And the heaven�s will rain tears of blood that their virgin be sacrificed to this blackened soul.�

His lilting voice filled her ears. Feeling the truth of his emotions; she wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and tilt her face up, surrendering to his words.

With a low moan she allowed her lids to grow heavy, and wrapped her free arm around his neck. Her lips met his in a demanding kiss, tongues clashing in a fight for dominance. He kissed back as though he planned to devour her with his mouth. With a sharp nip at her bottom lip he sat up on his heels and she moaned her protest at the loss.

Farfarello quickly removed his vest. Keiko stared up at the pale man�s body. He was finely sculpted, hard planes and dips of muscles. He was quite simply breathtaking, even with the scars that marred his white skin. Then his pants were gone and he knelt before her, proudly exposed.

�Touch me,� he commanded.

She was helpless to resist.

Her fingers hesitantly reached out to brush against his weeping cock, curling around the hardened length at his silent urging. She glanced up shyly, a blush flaming across her face.
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His hips arched off the bed, pumping his straining member with one fist.

In another part of the house he thrust into a warm body, with long legs wrapped around his waist pulling him deeper. Nails clawed at his back, and mewling cries filled his ear, urging him on.

He tossed his head back, hot seed spurting across his hand as his climax overtook him. Keiko�s walls clenched tightly around him as his hips jerked a few more times before stilling completely.

He fell back against his bed, panting. He used his free hand to swipe some stray strands of red from his face.

*Damn, that was hot.*

/Heaven has lost. She is ours./

*Ja, ja. She�s lost to the Schwarz Side. What the fuck ever. Next time I�m going to be there in person, bitch.*

/If Keiko has no objection, then you�re more than welcome./

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Koenma stared at the open file on the page before him. He almost couldn�t believe what he was reading, but it was right there in front of him. He sucked furiously on his pacifier, his mind racing over the facts he had gathered. The picture he was drawing from what he now knew was beginning to worry him.

He rubbed his forehead to ward off the ache he could feel beginning to build behind his eyes.

This was so not good.

�Lord Koenma!! There�s a demon loose in the human realm!� a blue skinned ogre rushed in waving a manila folder.

�Do you have the information on it?� he demanded, slamming the file he was reading shut. The diminutive ruler of the Spirit Realm kept his hand on the front cover of the file, as if afraid the oni would snatch the file from his desk and flip through it. He knew he probably seemed overly paranoid, but he didn�t want word to get out of what he was looking at before he could figure out how to deal with the problem.

�Yes. Right here sir!�

�Good, now have Botan go get my Tantei, we�ll have them take care of it for us.�

He slipped the folder into his desk and locked the drawer. Couldn�t risk them seeing it after all. He knew his team would be furious at him for not telling them about what he just found out, but he couldn�t let them know. Not yet. Hopefully, not ever. No� that was too much to hope for.

He�d settle for not yet.
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�This is bullshit! Where�d it go?!� Yusuke shouted.

The demon they had been chasing wasn�t very strong- but it was fast. Faster even than Hiei. That was the only reason the slimy reptilian demon was still alive.

�Who knows Urameshi? I can�t even track it with my senses, it�s so fast!� Kuwabara exclaimed in an expression bordering on impressed. It would have been �impressed�, except he too was getting fed up with the demon�s disappearing act. As it was he was just as annoyed as his companions.

�We�re getting too close to the populated area of the city. We need to take him out before he endangers any innocents,� Kurama added, staring in the direction he had last seen the slender little demon fleeing.

�Hn, I�m going ahead to try and find him.�

�Yeah you do that Shorty. Let us know when you corner him �kay?� Kuwabara muttered, his hands on his knees where he bent over trying to regain his breath from all the running they had been doing.

�We�ll catch up in a minute Hiei,� Kurama interjected, diffusing the argument the big human�s comment would doubtlessly have caused.

�Why�s he gotta be so damn fast anyways?!� Yusuke was muttering to himself, but he gave a slight wave of one hand, acknowledging that he caught Hiei�s statement. The fire demon dashed off, too quickly for any of them to follow. �He�s just messing with us. He could run off and hide, but he keeps popping back up,�

�You�re quite correct Yusuke. It does keep appearing, when it�s obvious we aren�t fast enough to keep up. It must have a reason for doing so,� Kurama stared thoughtfully up at the crescent hanging in the sky. The sun was just setting and the moon was barely visible above the line of the buildings they stood beneath.

�Huh, wonder why it keeps doing that? You guys think it�s a trap?� Kuwabara straightened up to look at his friends. �If it is, then the midget is walking into it alone. We�d better go save his butt!�

Yusuke snickered at that. �Like Hiei needs saving by you!�

�Can it Urameshi! I may not like the anti-social little bastard but there�s no way I�m going to leave him to walk into a trap alone!�

�Well said Kuwabara-kun. Let�s go catch up with Hiei. At least if it�s a trap we shall be in it together,� Kurama gave his gentle smile.

�Yeah, yeah. Tally-ho! And all that shit. Let�s go already,� Yusuke grumbled, wishing he was back at home with his beer and video games.
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�Pretty, pretty human boy.�

The young man had just stepped out of the computer store, after spending the past couple of hours browsing. He was on his way home having just received the mental message from his telepathic companion saying that it was finally safe to come home.

Startled midnight blue eyes set in a pale face jerked up trying to find the source of the sound.

Nagi turned around, eyes scanning the street for sign of a threat. He couldn�t sense anything unusual, but he was quite positive he heard a sibilant voice whispering- to him. When he didn�t hear anything else, the delicate brunette slowly began walking down the sidewalk with a plastic bag in hand.

Now he was keeping a wary eye on the people passing by as he made his way toward the subway.

�Pretty one. Come play.�

When he walked past a small opening between buildings he was engulfed in an toxic green glow that spilled from the mouth of an alley. He dropped the bag he was holding to raise his hands, calling his powers out in instinctive defense. His psychokinetic powers rolled out in a wave, biogenetic currents of electricity running through the sides of the buildings. He heard a sharp clang followed by the sickening thump of something impacting with the brick wall.

Cautiously he stepped toward the sound, searching the darkness to try and see what had attacked him. His eyes widened when they landed on the oversized reptile that was sprawled in the heap of garbage bins.

He debated for a second going closer for a better look, or just smashing the repulsive creature with his powers and then sending the remains to one of the labs for testing to figure out what it is later. His hand came up to cover his nose at the stench that wafted toward him from deeper inside the alley. Actually the second option was looking increasingly more appealing.

He was about to summon his kinetic powers again when something tugged at his senses. Some strange power was coming toward him. It was angry. And very powerful. He�d never felt anything like it; if anyone was there to ask him right now he�d almost say� not human?

He flicked a glance at the pile of shimmering scales laying in the alley and wondered what why he had thought it was strange. Perhaps Masafumi had gotten one of his creations to track down the others before he had died. Who knew?

Without stopping to consider the oversized lizard any further Nagi pushed his powers against the ground, thrusting his body up into the air. He levitated out of sight of the street for a second, checking to see if anyone was looking in his direction before landing on the roof of a nearby building. He hesitated for a second, debating if he should wait around to see what was coming.

That decision was taken from his hands when a dark form stepped into the half light filtering in from the streetlight. Looking down, he watched the predator that slowly glided toward the monster that remained unmoving. Nagi�s eyes swept over the pale figure dressed in black clothes and was immediately reminded of Farfarello. Black hair swept up in a dancing flame on his head, the only contrast coming from the silvery white star burst on his forehead. He moved with a smooth fluidity that spoke of his awareness of everything around him. What really captured Nagi�s attention though was the eyes. Red as blood, they were every bit as feral as a wild animal�s; and this man was focused on the hunt.

The stranger didn�t seem overly concerned about the body laying there. He turned his head this way and that, eyes sweeping around the alley. With a slight curl of his lips he took the white bandanna off of his head and a hidden eye on his forehead slipped open, flaring to life in the semi dark.

Nagi immediately blanked his mind, and slowly sank down until he was completely hidden by the low brick wall of the roof he sat on. His powers were now shielded so tightly that even Schuldig would be unable to sense him; a fact that he would be proud of when he got over being pissed at Nagi for dropping out of his range.

His breath stopped when he felt the man looking at him with his strange third eye. Sweat rolled down the side of his face, and he struggled to keep his mind empty. He began to silently go over binary codes to himself to keep from thinking of anything. Yes, retreat into the world of coding. Coding was good. Coding was safe. Finally after an eternity the sensation of being watched passed, and Nagi slowly began to breath again.

Against his better judgment he felt the urge to look once more at the dangerous being he was hiding from. Moving slowly he peeked over the edge. The man was now standing on the sidewalk with his bandanna back in place. At his side stood a tall guy with short cropped orange hair. Beside him stood what looked like a street punk, with slicked back dark hair and an annoyed expression. On his other side stood a patiently waiting man a wild red mane that fell in spiky waves down his back.

The flame haired man said something to the other three. The orange haired guy walked into the alley to stare down at the creepy looking monster that had attacked Nagi earlier. The punk looked relieved about something, and walked away with something in his hand, as though he was talking into a walkie-talkie, or some other kind of communication device.

While the other two were preoccupied the short man in black spoke softly to the intelligent looking red head. He raised a brow and his green eyes swept around the alleyway at whatever the dangerous one said. His eyes landed on the bag with his computer supplies the he dropped earlier and Nagi cringed when he remembered dropping it. The stranger�s friend picked up the bag and stared inside at the fan and paste he had purchased.

While they were preoccupied he sank down out of sight again and crawled away until he wouldn�t be visible to anyone in the alley below. Whoever they were, he did not want their attention on him, especially the dark one. Not without the rest of Schwarz at his back at any rate.
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