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Ties Me Up in Knots	By : vampmistress76 Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 4397 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Ties Me Up in Knots
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Ties Me Up in Knots
Disclaimer: The characters of this fic belong to the creator of Yu Yu Hakushoey aey are not mine no matter how much I wish it were so...

Keiko sat in the middle of her living room floor, large brown eyes staring down at the two items laid out before her. There was a rather large pad of thin, white plastic covered with four columns of colored circles. Red, blue, yellow and green dots, six of e lin lined the smooth surface consecutively. A square piece of cardboard bordered by colored circles matching the ones on the pad, sat beside it as well as a square at each corner stating Right Hand, Right Foot, Left Hand and Left Foot. The smaller item also had a red, plastic pointer fastened in the center and it spun when Keiko nudged it with her finger. Looking to the sheet of paper that contained the rules of the game, Keiko sighed as she realized that they were in English. A language that, sadly, she was having a bit of trouble in.

"Oh great, this is pointless if I can't even figure out how to play." The brunette grumbled as she scooped the pieces up and dumped them back into the box it had arrived in. She had been surprised when the package had arrived in the mail from her Uncle Kazuo, who was vacationing in the States.
She had hoped to figure out how the game worked and invite the gang over to play the following weekend, but it seemed that that wouldn't be an option if she couldn't even READ the rules. Then an idea struck her...<
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"Kurama! He mentioned taking an extra course in English. I'm sure he'd know how to read this."
So deciding, Keiko rose to her feet, scooping up the game and headed off toward the Minamino residence.
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Kurama pushed the dull point of his pencil down on his empty desk top where moments ago his homk hak had rested. He steadily applied pressure until the point snapped off and bounced harmlessly to the floor.

He was bored again, after finishing all his school assignments faster than planned. He had picked up an extra language course this semester, hoping for more of a challenge, but the teacher was being forced to move at a slower pace for some of the other students.

He dropped his head into his hand on deskdesk top and ran through a mental list to be sure he hadn't missed anything. With nothing left to do for the night, Kurama knew that he was going to be entertaining Youko until a more convenient distraction came along.

A light tapping at the door made Kurama raise his head from where he was staring a hole through the wall. He frowned in thought. That knocking was definitely not one he recognized. Yusuke pounded on the door and Kuwabara's knock was always accompanied by loud shouting. Hiei didn't bot bother knocking when he showed up...usually at the most inconvenient moments...
Curiosity caught, Kurama followed the delicate sound to the front door and twisted open the latch. He cracked the door and glanced out, catching the slightest scent of apple blossom and stirring the kitsune in his mind. To say he was surprised to see his unexpected guest was an understatement. Kurama quickly opened the door wider in silent invitation and smiled genuinely ae gie girl standing on his doorstep.

"Why, hello, Keiko," He greeted her.

"Hi, Kurama, I hope I haven't come at a bad time." Keiko replied, returning the red head's smile a bit shyly as she shifted nervously on the stoop.

"Not at all," He assured her before allowing his eyes to stray to the package she was clutching tightly to her chest. "Would you care to come in?" He invited her and stepped aside. Kurama held the door politely while she brushed past him, before he shut it and followed behind her.

Though he was uncertain of the reason for Keiko's sudden visit, Kurama was intrigued by both her vulnerable attitude and the large package she was clinging to. Curiosity firmly caught, Kurama led the hesitant girl into the living room.
Once they'd reached said living room, the kitsune turned human offered Keiko a seat, which she took. Sitting down in the couch beside her, Kurama gazed at her as he voiced his curiosity to the reason behind her visit.
"So, Keiko, what brings you by?" He asked.
Um, well," She began before deciding to get straight to the point, "I got this gift from my uncle," She gestured to the large box and Kurama was back to staring at her chest. "It's a game...or at least, I think it is."

When she hesitated, he forced himself to look back up to her brown eyes. Kurama watched in facination as Keiko turned a very pretty shade of pink. Her cheeks flushed as she glanced up at him before continuing.

"You see," She said, pulling the wrapping off the box. "It's in English, and I'm not so great at translating the language yet..."
"I see..." Kurama replied, "Might I have a look?" He asked, reaching a hand out towards the box.
Keiko flushed again be nod nodding and handing over the slightly crumpled box. Kurama examined the picture on the front of the box before opening it and emptying the contents out onto the coffee table before them. Spying the sheet of instructions, he picked it up and began to silently read over the rules of the game.
Kurama unfolded the corners of the paper and concentrated on the script and format that described the details of the game. He smile at the girl perching on the edge of thech ach and pointed out the bold black script centered at the top of the page. "It is indeed a game," He agreed. "it says 'Twister! The game that ties you up in knots!"
"Ties me up?" Keiko queried in confusion. "That doesn't sound like much of a game."
Kurama bit his lip to hide the smile that threatened to show. It was comments like that one that made being around this particular human girl so fulfilling. Somehow her natural naivity appealed to both his human and spirit fox sides. And never one to let a loaded comment like that slide, Youko chose that moment to influence the youth whose body he wore.

~We could teach her. Some of the best games we've ever played involved-~
'Shut up, Youko.' Kurama told the fox spirit hastily.

Turning his attention back to his present company, Kurama chuckled as he reassured her. "I'm sure they meant it figuratively, not literally, Keiko."
The girl gave a sigh of relief before looking back at Kurama expectantly. "So..." She began, "How do you play it?"
Kurama looked back at the neat row of letters before responding. "Well, you need at least two players," He answered.
"Oh, good!" she replied. "Maybe we could try it!" Keiko looked stricken for a moment before she clapped her hands over her eyes. "I'm sorry! I'm sure you are too busy for something like this..."
Kurama tilted his head slightly to one side before he reached out and pulled her hands from her face so that he could fully see that pretty blush steal across her face again. He smiled and waved the paper at her gently. "I was not doing anything," He reminded her. "As a matter of fact, this might be just the distraction I was looking for. I was rather bored before you came over," He explained. "But let us see what the instuctions say before we decide."
Kurama turned back to the paper when Keiko offered no protest to his suggestion. "It seems to be rather simple. The objective is not to fall down."
"That's all?" She asked surprised. "Don't fall down?"
The kitsune nodded, "Yes, " He said and proceeded to read the rules aloud.
"Setting up the game.." As Kurama read, Keiko leaned forward a bit in interest. "Number one, spread the mat face up on a flat surface, indoors or out." Kurama looked up at her. "What do you say? Indoors?"
Keiko nodded, "Sure, but we'll probably have to move some stuff out of the way first."
Kurama waved it off, "It's no problem," He said, before going back to reading the rules. "Number two, players take off their shoes and set them aside." He then skipped over a bit since it contained to if they were playing outdoors, which they were not. "Number three, designate an extra person as the referee. The referee is not considered a player, during the game, but will spin the spinner, call out the moves and monitor the game play."
Here Keiko interrupted with a small groan of disappointment. "Oh, I guess that means we won't be able to play. We don't have anyone to be referee."
"Its okay," He said, scanning the page until he reached a section marked for a two player game. "there are alternative rules if you only have two players. The referee's main job is to spin the dial that indicates the moves of the players. Do you have the dial?" He asked her.

Keiko dug through the box and pulled the round piece of lamenated cardboard from under the folded mat and handed it to Kurama so that he could examine it. She couldn't help but feel a bit excited about playing this strange game with Kurama. She leaned closer to watch him fiddle absently with the plastic pointer that rotated around under his fingers.
"The only other job the referee does is to ensure that the players do not cheat," Kurama announced after a few more minutes reading. "It seems that we may not need one after all," He told her with a smile and handed her the spinner. "I trust that you would never cheat."
"But we still don't have anyone to turn the spinner," She protested. "Can we do it and play at the same time?"
Kurama hastily cut off Youko's sudden chuckling.

"Yes, we can. There's an option where we won't even have to use the spinner at all." He pointed to a line and read. "If there are only two players and no referee, you can play without using the spinner. One player calls out the body part, the other player calls out the circle color. Players alternate turns, calling out the body part first. Other than that, the game is the same." He commented, smiling up at her.
"Okay. So, does this mean we're ready to play, then?"
Kurama took one more courtesy glance at the single page of rules and shrugged. "Seems so," He agreed. "Let me move some of these things out of the way first."

Kurama rose to his feet and began to move select pieces of furniture agianst various walls while Keiko unfolded the game mat. Once everything was out of the way and the mat was in place, the two removed their shoes and took their places.

"Do you want to call out the color or body part, Kurama?" Keiko asked.
"I believe that we alternate which we do." He informed her looking down at the lines of colored circles. "One of us calls out the body part and the other calls out the color. Then for the next move, we switch who calls out first." Kurama examined the mat carefully before turning that stunning smile on her. "I shall call out a body part first if you like," He announced.
Keiko nodded. "Sounds good to me. In that case, you go first." She said, remembering the rule.
Kurama quickly decided what he wished to call for his first move and met her apprehensive eyes over the empty mat. "Right foot..."
"Um... blue?" She replied uncertainly.

The pair moved, Kurama placing his right foot on the fourth blue ci fro from the top, while Keiko put hers on the second. They now stood somewhat toward the middle of the mat, Keiko facing away from Kurama.
"Okay, my turn to call a body part..." Keiko said, perking up a bit as the game got going. "Uh, left foot."
"Green," Kurama said confidently and moved to place his other foot across the board on the last empty circle. Legs spread, he turned slightly to watch Keiko.
Keiko blushed slightly as she moved her left foot to the second from the top green circle. The move made the skirt of her school uniform hike up a bit, causing her to think that perhaps it wasn't the best apparel to be wearing during this sort of game. But seeing as she had no other clothes with her, she simply shrugged it off and continued to play.

"Your turn, Kurama." She intoned.
Youko eyed the exposed legs happily.

~Pick a hand, Kurama!~ He said excitedly. ~I wanna see her bend over!~
Kurama coughed out a strangled sound before he announced hastily, "Left hand..."
"Yellow." Keiko replied automatically.
Kurama quickly moved to take the yellow circle directly next to Keiko's right foot. She aimed a bit higher and crossed her arm in front of her body taking the circle at the top of the mat. It was her only choice unless she wanted to try and turn around, but her arms just weren't that long. She could feel the silky brush of Kurama's hair as it tickled the back of her leg and she realized with a start that he was right behind her. He heard the soft giggle she made before Youko began to drown her out by calling out strategies that would get her turned around and folded in several ways that were definitely not humanly possible...

"Your turn," He reminded her huskily.
Keiko considered her options carefully before making her next choice. "Right hand," She finally said, glancing back at Kurama, waiting to hear what color he would choose.
Kurama carefully surveyed both his position and that of the girl crouched in front of him. She had already placed herself in a position that was rather limited in the amount of space that she had to work with and now he had the opportunity to restrict her movements more until he could half control her actions. The light of mischief lit his eyes as he decided to begin to see just how flexible Keiko really was.

"Green," He announced, and took the third circle.
Keiko frowned as she realized that she only had one option and begrudgingly took it. "No fair," She pouted, playfully casting a glance in Kurama's direction.
Kurama laughed he phe playful pout on the girl's face and knew his gaze lingered much longer on the curve of her lips than he should have allowed. The soft curves of her face intrigued him and he let his green eyes dance hungrily over those expressive feat bef before he dropped his gaze. He had always liked Keiko, but now was not the time to be acting on those old desires...or was it?
Her moment of displeasure was banished by the sound of his laughter and Keiko smiled. She had always liked Kurama's voice, his deep chuckles of amusement often causing fluttery feelings in her belly whenever she heard it. This time was no different and with a start, Keiko realized that she had been flirting with Kurama. She attempted to shake off the pleasant feeling his laugh had caused and focus on the game. Now was not the time to be flirting... or was it?
Allowing her own eyes to trail over Kurama's body, Keiko admired the lithely toned kitsune a moment before speaking. "Your turn, Kurama." She said, allowing a bit of a purr to enter her voice.
Kurama started when he heard that throaty purr and felt the blood in his veins heat at the promise of pleasure that came with that sound. 'Keiko couldn't be...no, she would never...' Kurama cleared his thoughts and reminded himself that this was Keiko. Sweet, innocent....giving him secret looks through a curtain of her own dark hair....Keiko? Kurama took a moment to watch the light flush of laughter on her features before following his natural instincts and pressing his advantage.

"Right Foot," He said.
Keiko bit her bottom lip as she dragged her eyes away from Kurama to survey the colored dots around her. Not many options left to her, she realized, and finally settled. "Blue." She said, intending on moving her foot back to the third circle, but gasped when suddenly Kurama's own was occupying it. Keiko hmph'd and moved her foot to the remaining option. Blue dot number one.
"Left hand," She sighed, finally realizing that she was in a fix.
Kurama grinned, knowing his own position was managable, and examined hers instead. Keiko had no where to go. She was his. The thrill of this thought, when the existance of the game itself was ignored, served to strengthen the tense ache of need that had settles in his chest. He tried to ignore the rising tide of desire that had begun to assault his sense the moment they had touched, but found her too distracting. Kurama watched her chew on her lower lip while waiting for him to make the next move and the kitsune decided to do just that.

"Yellow," He whred.red.
Keiko snorted as she had already expected what color he wouldose.ose. Moving her own hand to the second yellow dot, she waited for his next call.
Kurama hissed silently to himself when he saw Keiko shifting in front of him, her legs slightly spread and one pale arm pressed between them in a circle still warm from his own touch. His thoughts were no longer innocent and clean but he could blame part of that on Youko's consistant comments on the girl playing so temptingly at a child's game, but with a woman's allure. Kurama was left feeling pressured into taking her down and ending the game...clean or dirty though, he couldn't decide.

Kurama let his eyes sweep over her curled figure hungrily before announcing his choice. "Right hand," He called out in determination. He stared at her with the intensity that he was known for and swore to himself that if she fluttered those long eyelashes at him again in indecision, the game would definitely be ending dirty.
Keiko heaved a sigh and cast back another glance at Kurama. "You're going to make this hard on me, are you?" She asked somewhat playfully.
~As hard as she likes,~ Youko whispered seductively inside Kurama's head.
Kurama ignored that remark to the best of his ability, but when Keiko flashed him that playful pout again, he resolved to kiss it right off her face before this was over. With the focused light of determination and certainty in his eyes, Kurama smirked and allowed a glimpse of his resolve to show when he answered. "I will do my best, Keiko."
Keiko couldn't stop the blush from spreading across her cheeks at his reply, nor could she deny the tingling rush of excitement that travelled throughout her body. Drawing a shuddering breath, Keiko looked away again and whispered, "Yellow."
Keiko moved her hand over to retake the first yellow circle and sighed in relief when she felt Kurama's rather intense stare move off of her and on to the mat. Really, that look was just so lethal...especially when combined with his sexy, shy smile and that focused confidence in himself. She vaguely wondered if he really was as confident as he seemed about everything.
Kurama let his gaze linger on that pretty blush again before turning his attention back to the game that he was getting impatient to bring to an end already. He slid his hand over and down to the fourth yellow spot and leaned his weight slightly forward so that his body was separated from her own exposed back by a breath.

"Keiko?" he questioned her in a deliberately low tone and delighted in the shudder that racked her body before she turned her head to meet his eyes again.

Keiko met his intense gaze, her eyes widening slightly before looking away again, forcing herself to focus on which body part she wanted to choose. 'Well, that's an easy one. You know you want his-'
"Right foot!" She exclaimed a bit loudly, cutting off her own hentai thoughts and startling Kurama. Clearing her throat in embarrassment, she repeated her choice, only softer. "Right foot."
Kurama couldn't begin to imagine that her outburst was a reaction to his nearness.. No, there must have been some other source for her hasty exclamation. Although, leaning so close was proving a temptation that Kurama was enjoying to the fullest. The game was not only provacative in its own right, but Keiko was proving to be adept as her own form onocenocent seduction. He followed her lead for now and answered her challenge with one of his own.

"Red," He chose and moved to the fourth circle while she took the second. "Right hand."
Thankful that Kurama hadn't picked up on the reason for her outburst, Keiko sighed silently in relief. She glanced down at where her hands and feet were now positioned. Her legs were spaced so far apart now that her skirt was riding dangerously high on her thighs and her left hand was on the dot between her spread legs. She suddenly wondered what Kurama was thinking of his view...

"Green," She finally said, moving her hand to the first green dot. Again, her only accessable option.
"Left hand," She said wistfully as she glanced back him.
Kurama moved his own hand to the fourth green circle and felt his breath leave him in a heavy sigh. For a moment there, she had looked at him with longing in her eyes. He could only hope that he was not mistaken in the assuption that she would not refuse his advances and determined to find a way to know for certain. Kurama looked for his best option and found a way to get her closer than she currently was.

"Green," He said and took the third spot before she realized his intent.

Keiko's dumbfounded look was only made so much more appealing when coupled with the blush she didn't even bother to hide when the only green circle was the fifth one and was past both of Kurama's hands. She was going to have to spread her legs wide to reach over him and find purchase on the slick mat. She looked at him apprehensively before she gamely took up the task and stretched one pointed toe as far as she could reach as she twisted around.
Keiko felt herself tip too far, but was unable to regain her balance. With a shriek, she went toppling down, her arms flailing in an attempt to gain purchase and stop her descent to the mat. She gained another shock as she felt her left hand make contact with soft material and her fingers instinctively clenched, snagging onto her supposed lifeline.
Kurama felt the sharp tug on the front of his shirt and emitted a startled sound himself as he too was pulled to the ground with Keiko. They landed in a heap, Keiko sprawled beneath Kurama's form, which had been pulled on top of her by the momentum of her fall. They laid there in stunned silence for a moment, their game finally at an end...

~*~
AN: Lemon scene will be coming up soon! Please let me know what you guys think.
Thanks,

Rose-chan
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