ENEMY AMONG US | By : ShioriFoxiesMom Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Happy New Year everyone! Judging from the reviews, everyone liked Kurama finally begin to fight back at Sakura. This chapter will step that up a notch, but not without a price. Of course as a writer I’ve learned that I can usually keep you reading by leaving you with a cliffy. I hope you’ll all let me know what you think by leaving a review.
Though this is nearing the end, there’s still a little more. However, with me having to go back to work tomorrow, updates may come a little slower. Sorry.
ENEMY AMONG US
Chapter 7
Perched in a tree outside the police station, Hiei used the jagon to follow Kurama’s movements. Patiently, Kurama waited to see what they would do with him. Since his stepfather’s attorney wasn’t there yet, they were going to put him in a cell to wait. Hiei smirked when a nearby plant stealthly reached into Kurama’s pocket to remove a small vile. He was then taken to a desk where his handcuffs were removed and the contents of his pockets were removed, examined and bagged.
Though he didn’t like his fox caged, when Kurama was placed in a holding cell, at least Hiei knew he was safe. Flitting to the apartment, Hiei slipped in the window mere minutes before Detective Hobbs arrived. Begrudgingly, Hiei allowed him and a uniformed officer to search the apartment. Standing off to the side, neither of the men noticed the subtle glow under Hiei’s headband whenever they neared something they shouldn’t see.
Strange Makai plants were overlooked as if they were normal house plants. Various herbs and chemicals went unnoticed in the kitchen pantry. In the bedroom though, when Detective Hobbs would have opened the bottom drawer to the nightstand, Hiei emitted a low growl and deftly steered him away without it being opened. That drawer held Kurama’s vibrators, c-rings and other sex toys that no stranger had a right to see.
When the two men finished, they left without a single piece of evidence. Before leaving, Hiei made his way to the bedroom. There was something he’d seen that he wanted a better look at. Opening the top drawer of the nightstand, Hiei was surprised to find a picture of himself, safely tucked inside. Kurama had once told him that he kept that picture by the bed so that, even when he was gone, Hiei’s face was the last thing he saw before going to sleep, and the first thing he saw when he woke.
Pleased with his new discovery, Hiei flitted back to the police station to check on Kurama. He was now in a small room, seated at a table across from Detective Shu. Next to him was another man Hiei assumed was his stepfather’s attorney. Kurama seemed calm and relaxed as he answered each of their questions. Again feeling Kurama was safe, Hiei left. This time to return to the hospital as Kurama had requested.
For what seemed like the tenth time, Kurama explained that all that was in the tea he had been giving his mother was tea and a few natural herbs to help her to sleep. Impatiently, Detective Shu tossed several papers down on the table. “You’re a chemist Mr. Minamino. You help your stepfather run one of the largest chemical research facilities in all of Japan. Do you truly expect me to believe that there was nothing in that tea but herbs? Perhaps you were testing a new formula and wanted to know it’s effects on a human? Or perhaps you just thought it was time to get rid of Mommy and get your inheritance?”
Cold, gold rimmed green eyes stared back at the detective. “I am not a chemist, my degree is in biology with a minor in botany. My stepfather and I do not condone experimentation on any living creature, especially not MY MOTHER. As for me wanting to get rid of her for some monetary gain, that’s just plain ridiculous. Firstly, the balance of my inheritance from my natural father was given to me when I graduated from college. Secondly, I have earned more money in the last five years than you will probably earn in a lifetime. Last but not least, I have done very well investing both my inheritance and my earnings and am actually quite wealthy.”
Inside, Kurama was smirking as he thought of what this third rate detective would do if he knew he held the greatest thief in history. Just then another man came into the room. He whispered a few words to Detective Hobbs before leaving again. “It seems your apartment is clean. Now back to…”
Pushing his chair away from the table, Kurama stood up. “Enough Detective. The hospital is only suspicious that my mother was poisoned. From what I understand, toxicology can’t even identify what it is they are calling poison. Unless you have some proof that I poisoned my mother and are going to charge me, we’re through here.”
The attorney, Mr. Linn, stood as well. “My client is right. You have done nothing but ask the same questions over and over. Questions which Mr. Minamino has answered satisfactorily. You have no evidence and no motive, therefore you have no reason to hold him. When I went to law school it wasn’t a crime to give your mother herbal tea.”
Closing the file before him, Detective Hobbs nodded. “Alright Mr. Minamino, we’re finished for now. Make sure you’re available however, should I have any more questions.”
Nodding his agreement, Kurama left the room. Mr. Linn stayed with him as he waited to get his things. “You did excellent in there Shuuichi. Even though it’s always better to have council in matters like this, you didn’t really need me.”
Kurama smiled. “Thank you for coming Mr. Linn. I’m sure father will call you later to get all the details.
When Kurama’s belongings were finally returned, Mr. Linn said goodbye. Before Kurama left however he stopped to admire the plant hid the vile of Sakura’s antidote. As the plant secretly returned the vile to him, Kurama treated it to a generous amount of his ki in thanks. Once he was outside, Kurama looked around. Finding no sign of Hiei, Kurama decided now was a good time to confront Sakura.
Opening his cell phone, Kurama dialed Sakura’s number. When the call connected, Kurama didn’t even give him time to say hello. “Meet me at my apartment.”
Not waiting for a reply, Kurama hung up. Not wanting Hiei to interfere, Kurama would have preferred to meet Sakura at his own apartment. Sakura’s apartment however was suspiciously void of any plant life. Besides, if things did get out of hand and he needed them, Kurama didn’t want Hiei or Yusuke to have any trouble getting to him.
Sakura must have been nearby because was waiting at Kurama’s door when he arrived. “Have fun at the police station? You looked so cute being carted off in handcuffs.”
Unlocking his door, Kurama reached out and unceremoniously shoved Sakura into the apartment. After stumbling inside, Sakura righted himself and grinned at Kurama. “It seems my little fox whore wants to try and show his teeth.”
Firmly closing the door, Kurama growled as he tossed his jacket aside. “Shut up Sakura. The only thing I want to hear from you is about the antidote.”
Sakura chuckled. “Then I guess we’ll have to forgo the conversation before I fuck you Kurama, because the antidote is one thing you’re not getting.”
Not realizing his mistake in meeting Kurama in his home territory until it was too late, Sakura gasped when his wrists were suddenly bound by the plants behind him. Kurama smirked at the look of fear in Sakura’s blue eyes. “After my plants and I have had a little fun, we’ll see how willing you are to give me that antidote.”
Drawing a rose from his hair, Kurama held Sakura’s frightened gaze as he grew it into his rose whip. Flexing his wrist, Kurama gave it a few snaps and smiled as Sakura jumped a the sound. “Let’s see, I think I’ll start with shredding your back the way you tried to do mine.”
Trying to fight their pull, the plants easily turned Sakura until his back was to Kurama. At the first snap of the smooth whip against his flesh, Sakura cried out. Moving in front of him, Kurama shook his head. “Now Sakura, we can’t have you bothering the neighbors with your pathetic cries. Let’s see, what can I shove in your mouth to shut you up?”
Hungrily, Sakura eyed Kurama’s crotch. Reaching into his hair, Kurama sneered. “No, you’d enjoy having my cock shoved down your throat too much to give you that. Besides, I don’t want your filthy mouth touching me ever again.”
The seed Kurama held in his hand sprouted with just a small amount of his ki. “Yes, this will do nicely. I’ll enjoy watching it fuck your mouth, though I’m not sure you will.”
The vine-like plant that grew snaked out towards Sakura’s face. Between the leaves a white flower began to grow. It’s musky fragrance enticing Sakura to lean forward to smell it. At the heart of the blossom something suddenly began to grow. It only took a moment for it to take the shape of a man’s erect cock. Drawn in by the enticing smell of the blossom, Sakura realized too late that it’s intent was to enter his mouth. “That’s it Sakura, open wide and let my little pet have some fun. This plant is perfect for sick perverts like you. It’s musky, male scent makes you want to suckle that head deep into your throat, but unfortunately for you, the fluid it secretes doesn’t taste like any lover you’ve ever blown.”
The stimulation of Sakura’s mouth on the plant must have cause it to begin releasing it’s juice. When Sakura’s eyes grew wide and began watering, he gagged around the plant in his mouth, making Kurama laughed. “That’s the look I was waiting for. Isn’t that the most vile thing you’ve ever tasted? You might as well relax your throat and let it have it’s way Sakura. The more you fight, the more of it’s juice stays in your mouth where you can taste it.”
As Sakura continued to struggle against the plants holding him and the one slithering in and out of his mouth, Kurama moved back behind him. “Here, let me help you open your throat for it.”
The sting of Kurama’s whip hitting his back caused Sakura to open his mouth wider as he tried to scream. Kurama laid into him several more times before going to see if Sakura might be more willing to cooperate. The look of pure pleasure he found when he looked at Sakura’s face however only disgusted him. Through the man’s pants Kurama could see that Sakura also had a raging hard on. “You masochist! You can’t possibly be enjoying this?”
Kurama ordered the plant in Sakura’s mouth to withdraw. Kurama grimaced when Sakura’s lips tried to follow it. “No Kurama, PLEASE! That felt so good! Please let it fuck me while you whip me some more!”
Turning away, Kurama shook his head. “That didn’t work out the way I planned it. Karasu really fucked you up, didn’t he? He was an even bigger sadist than I thought.”
Sakura’s sudden anger peaked Kurama’s interest. “I told you never to say my beloved Karasu’s name again!”
Turning back, Kurama laughed. “Karasu was nothing but an impotent freak. He only went to your bed the night before our fight because he knew he wasn’t man enough to satisfy me.”
Noticing that Sakura’s erection was fading, Kurama smiled, watching as he frantically fought against the plants that held him. “You lying whore! You weren’t good enough for my Karasu! You couldn’t have handled the pleasure he had to give! Instead you settled for that little prick Hiei!”
Kurama laughed. “Little isn’t a word I’d use in the same sentence as Hiei’s prick. Now there’s someone who knows how to use his beautiful cock to satisfy a man’s desires. That pathetic Karasu had to resort to torture to get laid.”
As Sakura shrieked in frustration, Kurama’s eyes fell to the medallion dangling from his neck. Reaching out, Kurama cradled it in his palm. “You told me once that this was a gift from an old lover. Since Karasu probably kept you on a short tether and wouldn’t have shared his pet, I’ll bet he gave it to you.”
Glancing down at the medallion, Sakura gave a strange smile. “My Karasu was very generous with his gifts. He gave me this so I could experience the full effect of the pleasure he gave me.”
Closing his hand, Kurama snatched it from Sakura’s neck. Too late he realized the implication of Sakura’s words, and he had to step back when the demon’s power suddenly flared. Cursing himself for not noticing the medallion was a power limiter, Kurama’s heart sank with dread as Sakura’s hair faded from jet black to almost white blond. The energy Sakura now emitted felt almost exactly like the energy Karasu emitted when his mask broke and his full power was released.
Before Kurama could strengthen the vines that held Sakura, the demon broke free. When Kurama snapped his whip at him, Sakura reached out and grabbed it with a laugh. “Oh now you’re just turning me on. You know I like to play rough.”
Flaring his ki, Kurama tried to wrap his whip around Sakura, but he easily tore the whip apart as he advanced on the redhead. “You’ve left me waiting all day my little whore. It’s time for you to pay up.”
Trying to put some distance between them, Kurama turned to run but found himself grabbed by the hair. Kicking back, Kurama tripped Sakura but that just sent them both crashing to the floor. With Sakura on top of him, Kurama was trapped. With Sakura’s stronger grip still holding his hair, Kurama knew he was in real trouble when his shirt was roughly torn away. “So you like playing with whips Kurama? That’s good, because so do I.”
Kurama had never paid much attention to Sakura’s belt before. Now as Sakura began to remove it, Kurama noticed it was nothing more than thin thongs of leather. Punching Sakura in the face, Kurama gained enough room to turn and almost get away, but found his hair still held in a tight grasp. “What do you think Kurama? If I whip you long enough, will I turn you on?”
Gasping at the first bite of Sakura’s whip, Kurama quickly grew a sharp edged rose and struck out. Not threatened by a mere rose, Sakura did not block but he was forced to release Kurama’s hair when his arm was sliced. Sakura’s whip deftly struck at Kurama’s arm, forcing him to drop the rose. Faster than Kurama could get away, Sakura simultaneously swung his whip and tore at Kurama’s clothes.
This time, Kurama tried to used the house plants to go for Sakura’s weapon. Sakura just laughed as the energy around him crackled and exploded each plant. “I may use poison as my weapon Kurama, but that doesn’t mean my sweet Karasu didn’t teach me how to blow things up.”
Fearing that help would be too late, Kurama couldn’t hold back a cry as the air near his left shoulder exploded. Pain shot through his body, momentarily blurring his vision. By the time his vision cleared, Sakura had forced him to his knees and had torn at his pants until he was completely exposed. “Now it’s time for me to claim my prize.”
Hearing the zipper of Sakura’s pants, Kurama tried again to get away only to feel the lash of the whip strike his bare ass. Bracing himself for Sakura’s assault, Kurama tried to close his mind to what was to come.
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