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The Pet Fox	By : Amisteri Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Pet Fox
- 2-Loss
- 3-Violation
- 4-Plans
- 5-Breach
- 6-Clash
- 7-Invasion
- 8-Sneak
- 9-Break
- 10-Rescue
- 8
- 9
- 10
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Kurama hadn�t moved from his position since Kurai had left. He knew that if he moved, he�d have to come to terms with the fact that he was still in the castle... still enslaved by the demon prince...

...still waiting for his lovers to save him.

Although he had protested vehemently by mouth and in his mind, Kurai�s words had scarred him.

*"Do you really think that your friends would risk their lives for you? And if they did, could you live with the knowledge that you were the cause of their deaths?"*

"He�s wrong," Kurama whispered, although he got the uncomfortable feeling that he was just trying to convince himself. Though he fought it, he was slowly losing hope. With the power that Kurai possessed- �No! I... can�t think like that...�

Summoning his strength, he up aup and pushed himself from the bed, his legs shaking slightly. He took a timid step forward and fell to his knees.

�This isn�t normal,� he mused, as his vision began to double. He realized what it must have been a split second later. �Kurai has drawn my energy into his body. That would explain my weakness.�

After he once again saw the correct number of objects in the room, he stood once more. He stumbled toward the bathroom, and when he finally reached it, he had only fallen twice.

He dropped to his knees once more beside the tub, reaching over to turn the knobs to fill the bath.

Kurama�s mind whirled as he contemplated his position once more. Although he had almost completely organized the facts in his head, his mind kept refusing his orders to concentrate.

Every time he tried to think of a way out, his thoughts stubbornly returned to the memories that Kurai had evoked.

It had been so powerful; he could actually feel Hiei lying on his body; he could taste his skin. It had been an utterly disgusting way to manipulate the kitsune, true, but in a way, Kurai had done him a favor. The prince had left him with a good memory, one that he could cling onto in times like these...

Distantly, Kurama noticed that he was hard, and dropped one hand from the rim of the tub to wrap around his erection.

The memory continued to flash through hisd. Hd. He could see, through his mind�s eye, Hiei�s mouth enclosing his cock, giving firm, yet gentle suction. He could hear the wet sounds that the koorime would be making.

Kurama picked up his pace, stroking himself faster and almost failing to suppress a groan. Just the thought of Hiei�s eyes, burning with lust and half-lidded... his cock, pressing and waiting for entrance-

From behind him, someone cleared his throat. "Enjoying yourself?"

A blush suffused Kurama�s face before he could place the voice, and he whirled around to face the doorway.

A gasp caught in his throat, causing him to hold his breath for a couple of beats. �No...�

There, in the doorway, stood the nude form of Yato.

"I�ve missed your pretty face, fox," he sneered through a lewd grin.

There was no telling how long he had been standing there, watching Kurama pleasure himself, but it was apparently long enough. His own cock was already erect and weeping.

Kurama pushed elf elf to his feet, trying to ignore the need to complete what ad sad started. He swayed unsteadily, feeling as though he had been plunged into an ice-cold bath. His body shivered minutely as he remembered the scene in the dungeon. Though Kurai had sapped the kitsune�s energy and manipulated his mind, had had used brute force to take what he wanted-

-and he would undoubtedly do so again.

Dimly, Kurama became aware that the bath was overflowing.

Yato�s eyes roved over the fox�s body, shamelessly examining every inch. "I�ve heard what�s happened. I�ve been hiding in the upper levels every since Kurai put everyone on the lookout for me, and I know that you got my comrades killed."

Kurama tried to look defiant, even though he was very unsteady on his feet and slightly trembling. "I did not. Y-your foolish decision was what undid them."

Yato�s grin vanished. He bent to the ground and picked up Kurama�s n. "n. "Not as extensive as my own accommodations, but Iposepose it�ll do." He clasped the chain tightly in one hand. "C�mere, my fox." He began to draw forward on the chain.

Kurama couldn�t help it; he panicked. Knowledge of what Yato would do once he had him in his clutches flooded his brain, and he threw his weight backward, desperately trying to resist the pull.

Yato smirked. "I thought your kitsune instincts had taught you better than that." He let go of the chain.

Kurama�s feet slid from under him, displaced by the wet floor, and his head jerked back suddenly. Kurama found himself falling. The back of his head collided painfully with the rim of the tub, and he sank to the ground in a boneless heap.

White stars danced inside his closed eyelids as he bit back a groan. The blow to his head was obviously severe; the wound was sending dull throbs of pain up aown own his spine.

He hadn�t even heard Yato begin to walk toward him until the demon had fisted his hand into Kurama�s hair. The kitsune couldn�t hold back a cry of pain as the hair that was over his wound was unmercifully yanked upward, bringing him to his knees.

The agony of Kurama�s head injury was muddling his mind. He was vaguely aware of Yato�s mouth moving, but his ears let him hear nothing but a dull whistle.

Quite suddenly, his head was being dunked into the steaming bath.

Kurama screamed while still submerged, the hot water further agitating his wounded flesh. He subsequently choked on a mouthful of water and writhed weakly, futilely. After what seemed like an eternity, Yato pulled him up and threw him to the ground, his smirk still in place.

Kurama lay on his side, coughing and spluttering weakly, trying to clear his lungs of fluid even as darkness lingered on the edge of his vision.

"Come on now, suck it up," Yato sneered, kneeling beside the captive. "I had to wake you a little. Wouldn�t do for you to miss all that I�m doing to you..." He pushed the kitsune�s head back with one hand (eliciting another weak cry as Kurama�s head hit the floor solidly) and turned him onto his back, straddling him swiftly. Rubbing his other hand roughly over the wound, Yato grinned. "Must�ve hurt." He licked a bit of the blood from that hand, and the mad look that he�d had on Kurama�s first night in the dungeon returned full-force.

"It�s fine. You won�t be feeling that for long." He used a knee to nudge Kurama�s legs apart.

Kurama�s mind had reduced to a terrified mass of nerves. Once again, he felt like he had at Kurai�s clutches, but this time, his assailant didn�t have him under a spell. His limbs simply weren�t obeying his commands, as if his entire body had shut down.

He could do nothing but watch as Yato stroked his own cock with his blood-stained hand, grunting obscenities the entire time. After he had coated himself with a mixture of pre-cum and fox-blood, he grabbed hold of Kurama�s hips with his other hand.

"Now, this won�t hurt, fox," he sneered. "...It�ll be absolute torment." And he shoved completely within the captive.

Kurama�s broken cry tore from his lips and depleted the air in his lungs. So soon after his encounter with Kurai, mixed with the weakness of his limbs and the pain from his head injury, Kurama felt as if he would go insane from the agony.

As Yato moved within him with quick and merciless thrusts, the pain reached an amazing crescendo. Kurama began to slip in and out of consciousness, though his aggressor didn�t notice. Kurama could have been dead and he still would have fulfilled his perverse fantasies.

Unable to force enough breath back into his body for another scream, Kurama could do nothing but lie there, helpless and immobile, as he was claimed by darkness.

***

Red-tinged eyes watched Kurai with fury as he prepared to attack the two outsiders. It was funny; Zei could feel his blood pouring from his body, but at the same time, he knew that nothing vital had been hit. Perhaps Kurai�s aim wasn�t as good when he was shooting through walls?

Despite the fact, he could still feel his life slipping away. From behind his bangs, he glared at his master - then blinked. Something was very wrong here...

Kurai was enveloped in a icy blue aura, as were the heads of his two opponents. Judging by their seeming oblivion, Zei could tell that they hadn�t noticed. A second later, he realized what it all meant.

�He never touches when he strikes... his abilities are mostly psychic...� He gasped, evoking a cough that brought blood into his mouth. �So much for nothing vital being injured...�

"Zei?" The teen, Yusuke, looked back at him. Some of the color had gone from his face. "You�re alive!"

"Not for long," Zei rasped. "C...�mere."

As Yusuke dashed to Zei�s side, Kurai let out a low, rumbling chuckle. "Well, well. That�s the first time anyone has ever survived any of my attacks. None of them were foolish enough to want a second blast."

Hiei drew his sword from its sheath suddenly, pointing it at Kurai. "You are a heartless beast who is unworthy of the name �demon�," he spat. "You are nothing but scum!"

"Impudent fool!" Kurai returned, and Yusuke nodded at Hiei�s back as he realized that the koorime was buying the pair time to talk.

"Zei? What is it?"

"He�s... bewitched you..." The injured demon managed, looking desperately up at Yusuke. "Have you n-noticed that he... never fights by hand?"

Yusuke looked over at the prince. Even though he was having a heated argument with Hiei (who proved to be more than enough to trade insults with Kurai), he wasn�t making an effort to close the distance and begin a fight. "Yeah..."

"He�s... been using your minds... since you�ve arrived. Once you�re under his sp-spell... he can defeat you by using your own energy." Zei seemed to be regaining a semblance of stability and his speech began to approach its former manner. "Break the spell, and he has n-no power over you."

Zei painstakingly rose to his feet, clutching his wound with one hand that was already heavily stained with blood. Yusuke let the demon lean on him. "So how do we break this spell?" he hissed, aware that Kurai�s attention was slowly shifting to the two that were conversing near the wall.

"You don�t. That is where I come in."

Yusuke blinked. He recognized that face... That self-sacrificing half-grin... "Hey, wait! You can�t!"

"Would you rather I waste my life bleeding to death in a useless puddle?" Zei snapped. "I shall break the spell, leaving you to slay him and take your fox back home. It�s fitting, somehow." He gave the teen a warm smile before beginning to mass his remaining power, life-force and all.

The energy crackling over Zei�s skin caused Yusuke to yelp and let go, but Zei seemed to be fine standing on his own. Kurai finally had the sense to stop his argument with Hiei. "You... How-"

"Your attack," Zei answered calmly. "A bit of your energy was left inside my body from your manipulations. It enabled me to see you for what you are."

Kurai sneered and bared his fangs. "And what would that be?"

"A leech." Zei stepped forward. "A weakling." Another step. "A tyrant." Yet another. "And-" he stopped, a malicious grin in place. "-a dead man."

It happened so quickly that Yusuke and Hiei almost missed it. The soft amber glow that had been collecting around Zei�s body reached toward Kurai, who hissed and tried to avoid it, but to no avail. Kurai�s icy aura was visible for a split-second - and it dissipated.

Zei slumped to the floor, lifeless. His task was complete.

Hiei looked at the prince, who was wide-eyed and making incoherent sounds. He almost barked a laugh as Kurai made a motion that was obviously supposed to inflict some sort of pain. "Detective, why don�t you finish this weakling. I�ll find Kurama." Before Yusuke could answer, Hiei was blurring down the hall.

Kurai flexed his claws, all the while knowing that it was futile. These were powerful adversaries, and without the ability to use their own energy sources to defeat them, he was sunk.
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