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Have Title and Mate	By : SnowAhriman Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1895 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter V

:) I have another chapter!

A lot has happened since I last updated. I got married for goodness sake’s.

Goal for this chapter: Finally post another chapter.

Disclaimer: As we all know I do now own the anime I use in this FANfiction. I do not make money from writing this. Because God knows if I made money writing I would do that a lot more than I do now. I could quit my day job. This would be where I perform a dreamy sigh.

Yusuke looked down at the woman that he had just knocked out. Breathing heavily he could have sworn she was almost an A class. He wasn’t tired, and for once his shirt wasn’t ripped from his chest although he was sure Kurama would have liked to have seen him topless.

“The winner of this match is Yusuke Uramishi!”

Of course, Yusuke only lost to one girl and she was human. Keiko was the only one that could ever take him out with little effort, well her and Kurama. Kurama just used different methods. Walking away from the match he headed to where he could sense his lover’s energy. He walked up to the waiting fox and was wrapped in a hug. “Yusuke, you won your match. You’re going to the semi-finals. We may have a royal on the throne again.”

It wasn’t Kurama that spoke but a tall woman that Yusuke had never met before. “Chanas,” Hiei greeted as he walked up on his former teammates. “We were wondering when you were going to show up.”

“Lord Hiei, it has been a long time.” The slightly shorter of the two women in front of him greeted with a respectful bow. “Chanas and I have just gotten word of your return.”

“Sisuri,” Hiei nodded to the two generals that were the two highest ranking military officials in the Western Lands other than the lords themselves. For over a thousand years they have worked for Sesshomaru and the Western Lands, for the last six centuries they have been lovers, and they were mated just four hundred years ago. There has not been a better team, save perhaps Rin and Bufan. But the later pair was just good at worrying Sesshomaru.

Yusuke keep eyeing the two female generals. They were familiar, but he could not place them anywhere. “Excuse me. Do I know you two?”

The only answer that he was given was a stare from both of the women. “I guess not. Must just be a demon thing. Or whatever.”

Kurama gave him a shut up before you piss them off look. “I have to prepare for my fight. Yusuke, could you come with me? We will see you later. Good luck in your match Hiei.” The lovers left the area with Yusuke whispering into Kurama’s ear.

“Attention Ladies and Gentlemen. The Next Match will be between the Lord of the west’s Mate lord hiei and his mate’s heir and adopted daughter lady Rin, lady of the Eastern Lands.”

Hiei walked toward the fighting arena. From the other side of their stage, stained with blood from previous matches, Rin walked slowly, carefully wearing a fighting gi black with crimson dragons. Hiei knew the pattern. It was much like the kimono that she wore the first time he had met the dragon that was now her mate. Had she known back then that the Lord of the East would fall in love with her and have she as his mate? That was a question he would have to ask his mate’s…his daughter after this fight.

“Hiei-sama, you started my training when I was little. Of course it was nothing more than a little meditation here and there but it worked well for me. Now I will show you what the last five hundred years have taught me. If I remember correctly I’m now older than you.”

Hiei smirked at the girl; “Hn,” He wasn’t worried about this fight. It was going to have to happen sooner or later. She was the heir to the Western Lands and that wasn’t going to change until she had children of her own to share with Sesshomaru and Hiei as the grandfathers they were going to be.

Rin was a lot faster than Hiei would have guessed for a human. Of course she was no normal human, by any means. She should have been dead over five centuries ago. And from the stories Hiei had been told she was dead when Sesshomaru first found her. Her grace was something that was normally reserved for ballet dancers and her strength was that of a rhino. It was no wonder that she had been able to bring the Lord of the East to his knees and keep the West under her control for so long.

Sesshomaru watched on knowing that he made the right choice in appointing her the heir to his lands. His brother wanted nothing to do with it, after his travels with the miko his attentions were directed elsewhere. He fell for the monk and wanted nothing more than to keep the monk happy. Miroku wanted to stay close to the well and take care of the village. It was only temporary anyways, until he and his mate would return.

Hiei dodged a kick from the young Lady of the East; they were dancing around each other gracefully. “Father you are not going to win this. You might as well go ahead and just step down now.”

Something clicked in the back of Hiei’s mind. She knew what she was talking about. There was no way that Hiei could hurt Rin. And in all truth he no longer wanted to win this. Did this mean he wouldn’t try to win? No, he would try to win against her. Hiei did not give up on a fight.

The crowd was booing the slow progress of the fight. Hiei was trying to be careful with the daughter he only spent a short amount of time with, and Rin knew that if Hiei wanted to she would not survive this encounter. The dragon that tattooed his arm was enough to take down a whole country by his self. The Dragon of the Darkness Flame was a foe even to its master. To be a master to the dragon you had to let it consume you, literally. During another tournament that was what happened to Hiei. The dragon ate him in front of the tournament’s crowd, making them think that Hiei was down, no count. Hiei came back, inflamed and stronger than ever.

Rin smiled at her second father as she finally connected a kick to his body. Hiei braced himself and only slide a couple of feet until he was back on the attack. He connected twice but barely moved the girl. Apparently being the mate of a dragon had many advantages, but being the master of the Dragon of the Darkness Flame and being the mate to Lord Sesshomaru was something that he had to live up to. He would not lose without a good fight.

Although he dodged when he could it seemed that Rin was moving faster as the fight went on. Hiei was putting up a great fight. Rin was barely feeling the kick to her ribs, even if they were clearly cracked, but she was used to being weaker than the youkai and dragons around her. During her training she often went to bed only after a visit from the healer to help wrap her ribs or rub some herb or another on some claw mark. In the last five hundred years she had really gotten tough.

Hiei glared at the girl he called daughter. “Your ribs are broken, just give up.”

“And your arm is burnt beyond third degree. You aren’t quitting, so why should I?” Rin said back as she lightly touched her ribs making sure there weren’t going into her torso toward her lungs or heart. During a fight like this, once broken one’s ribs could easily become a weapon against themselves, your ribs could pierce one’s lung and you would be out of breath and weak in no time.

Rin smirked to Hiei, as she sidestepped so quickly that she was almost invisible to the naked eye. The announcer could not see her and she made sure that she whined about it to the crowd. “Lady Rin is moving faster than I can follow. Can someone tell us what the hell is going on?”

To Sesshomaru and the others in their group Rin ran around the arena to attack Hiei from the side. She slide down to try and take him off his feet. But Hiei was fast enough to jump over her and to safety or so he thought. Rin jumped up and slammed a foot into Hiei’s stomach causing the dark demon to hunch over. “Please don’t make me continue hurting you.”

Hiei stood up straight and swiped his leg down to take Rin down onto her back. “You won’t win like this.”

“You’re right.” Rin closed her eyes. She opened them to be completely ice blue. Soon the arena’s temperature was dropping. “I have learned a lot in the last five centuries.” Ice crystals shot up from the arena’s floor. Hiei was running and dodging all over the allowed space but there was little space that was safe. He landed on one of the crystals only to discover that the ice wanted to grab him and drag him down.

He was beat. With no place to put down his feet long enough to attack, Rin was going to win. He could break out one of his stronger attacks but killing her and a large section of the crowd was not his goal. Hiei stopped and let the crystal of sold ice started to take his legs into it. “Rin, you win.”

Rin’s ice disappeared as it melted down. The crowd was upset not to see any more blood in the ring but Rin was declared the winner over Hiei. Hiei walked over to his opponent and nodded his head to her. He didn’t say anything to her but that was enough to make the woman smile and reach out and touch his sleeve like she used to do when she was but a child before they left for the present.

After his silent bid farewell, Hiei walked over to his mate and smiled to him. “Bufan was a good choice in guardians.” Sesshomaru nodded his head before bending down and kissing his mate’s forehead right about the warded Jagen.

Sesshomaru and Hiei walked over to the group of their companions. The mated generals of the West were waiting for their lords to rejoin them. “Lady Rin is a tough foe, my lord. She had been working on that ice for two centuries. It cannot be melted easily, we’ve tried.”

The quite general nodded to agree with her louder, more out spoken lover and mate. The sparing matches to prefect the lady’s ice technique were long and at first no much was accomplished. It was only in the last half century that the ice had proven to be a true foe for the pair of generals.

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Kurama was glaring at Bufan from his place on the ground where the dragon lord had him pinned with the might of his aura and own special abilities. The dragon had not only age and skill over the kitsune but also he had the sheer power that came with being a sliver dragon. The elitist in him wanted the thief to pay for his win over some one that was his better. (2) It was only the rational side of his personality that kept him from killing the friend of his friend. He knew that the kitsune was not a lowly creature and that was his father talking in him. It was not his fault he was raised to think that he ruled all lower creatures.

“Stop using such a look and admit your defeat and you will survive to embrace your lover again.” It was first his mother’s love, then that of his mate’s, that allowed him to understand the world outside of the dragon courts and accept that he was not always the leader, not always the ruler.

Kurama was not stupid by any means. He looked down at the ground and acknowledged his defeat. He did not wish to lose his life in a battle that he barely cared about. When one ruled the entire Makai, one was too busy to spend a lot of time with their lover.

Yomi and Mukuro seemed to have both been training for this because they were evenly matched. And so the two of them knocked each other out of the running for the finals. This caused there only to be three fighters left in the competition; Bufan, Rin, and Yusuke.

Hiei set on the side lines with Sesshomaru as they watched as the newest announcer was brought out to explain that there would be a battle royal for the final. The three way fight will determine the winner and that the three fighters have all agreed to this rule change. “And after this fight we will have a new king, or queen, of the Makai.”

The girl paused and seemed to be listening to someone speaking in her ear piece. “I was just informed that bets will be taking place near the snack bar. You have until the beginning of the fight in thirty minutes to place those wagers.”

“That woman is only up there because the last one could not keep up with our fight.” Rin’s voice said from behind Hiei. The dark youkai nodded his head in agreement. “Too bad she won’t be able to do a good job with this up and coming fight.”

Sesshomaru placed his hand on Rin’s head like he did when she was younger. The look he gave her was telling her to do her best. The girl had taken on both himself and her mate at the same time and she should not have any problems with Yusuke. They were both born human but it was clear that Rin had more time and practice than the Lord of the North. The Lady of the East was going to have to only take down the Lord of the East to win this. As Sesshomaru’s heir she would bring honor to both lands by winning over the two male fighters.

After the last of the bets were made and the finals were ready to start, the Lords of the West took their places ready to watch their adopted daughter hopefully win this fight. Bufan and Yusuke were sizing each other up and down. They had met in passing since Yusuke became the Lord of the North, but never have they spent the time to get to know each other. Bufan saw Yusuke fight in the last Makai Tournament but that has been a few years. The young youkai may be even stronger and if he has been training there is no telling just what he has learned.

Rin looked down at her latest costume change. She was wearing a purple and black tee shirt that she had bought in the human world and a pair of comfortable work out pants that came in black. She looked like a normal twenty something human and it was enough to turn Bufan’s head. Yusuke looked the girl up and down, how could Hiei lose to her? Yes, her ice looked hard to handle but Hiei had seen worst. And this dragon had beaten his lover; something that he knew for a fact was not an easy task. This was a tough pair to be pitted against if they were just two strangers off the street, but they were the mated Lord and Lady of the East. There was no telling how they were going to approach this fight.

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Yusuke was breathing hard and staring at the dragon, who was looking off to the side, probably where the other’s mate had run off to. The girl was at least as fast as Hiei and keep darting in and out attacking Bufan, even when the former detective was trying to do so. She had not attacked Yusuke just yet but he knew that she would turn on him sooner or later. Bufan growled and jumped back just as Rin landed where he had been standing. Turning quickly the girl did just as Yusuke thought, she darted at him. Not fast enough Yusuke took a solid knee to the stomach. Bent in two and groaning the former detective tried to stand up only to find that he was being held to the ground by a block of ice that was trying to incase him. Pissed off he tried everything he could to escape but it was no use, he was down, another tournament that he would not claim the title of.

Rin was facing the dragon who she called mate. “Can we call this a tie?” she asked simply with a smile. Bufan returned the smile but shook his head. He was tapped out, Rin had taken the final blow but Yusuke and her surprise attacks had really taken it out of him. He was done and knelt down on one knee to express it.

“To call a draw would be a lie, I am out,” Bufan’s withdraw was shown on the large screens and the Makai had a new leader.

“Rin, Lady of the East and Heir to the West is our New Queen of the Makai!” screamed the voice of the young announcer. There was little cheering.

An immortal human was now the queen of the Makai, and many of the fighters that were ousted form the tournament in earlier rounds were not happy with the outcome.

End Chapter (Finally)

Fic word count: 2,900

1) I know that you all want to see our two lovers head back to their rooms and fu… I mean screw each other’s brains out but I have to move on or this tournament will last for the next two hundred years at the rate I am putting out chapters.

Random side note: Has anyone else realized how I have the pairings set up? The Heir of the West is mated to the Lord of the East. The Heir to the South is mated to the Lord of the West. The Heir to the Central Lands is the Lover to the Lord of the North. The directions are all just connected now. Peace should be even easier now. Happy accident, it is.

Thank you to anyone that is reading this fic. It means a lot to me that someone out there is at least bored enough to look at my shitty writing.
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