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Discidium Sollicitudo
(Latin for Separation Anxiety)

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters within this fic. They belong to the creator of Yu Yu Hakusho, and so, are in fact, hers.

He had been on his way to encourage her to be on the defense, as the Tantei had been informed that some rogue demon once again had its sight set on Yusuke. Usually, those stupid enough to try and take on Yusuke Urameshi were also stupid enough to try and get to him through one of his friends.

Kurama had almost made it to Keiko's house when he heard the tell tale signs of a struggle coming from not too far up ahead. He hoped that he'd not been too late in his departure to save Keiko from a fate he would wish upon none but the most vile.

Arriving upon the scene, the red headed kitsune halted to stare in astonishment. There, directly in front of the Yukimura residence, was Keiko. She seemed to be fine, but upon further inspection, he realized that she was trying, without success, to pry something unseen off of her. His eyes widened at the sight, and he rushed forward to help her.

Using his demonically enhanced senses, Kurama sought for the unseen entity that seemed to be attacking Keiko. It was when he sensed multiple energies surrounding him, that he knew he'd walked into a trap. Before he could even summon his rose whip or come up with a strategy to get Keiko and himself away from the phantom assailants, he was overcome with dizziness, accompanied by a sharp sting at the back of his neck. He reached up quickly, plucking a small dart like object from his flesh before collapsing onto the sidewalk. The last thing he heard before unconsciousness covered his awareness, was the sound of Keiko's soft voice crying out his name in worry.

"Kurama!"
~*~*~*~

When he woke, it was to a sight he had never thought he would ever see. Youko Kurama was, for all intent and purposes, standing right in front of him. His eyes were a blazing amber, and seemed to be swimming with an unidentifiable emotion the red head didn't really wish to decipher. He motioned to the form laying upon a bed of straw and held a claw tipped finger to his lips. Shuichi would have rolled his eyes at the fox's gesture, as he was gagged and couldn't have made much noise anyway, but was unsure of the amount of ground the thief would allow him.

He eyed the fox as he moved, settling himself in opposite of where he himself was bound. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, wondering why Youko hadn't untied him. The fact made him a bit uneasy. For one, he wasn't completely sure if this was actually the fox spirit that had been embedded within his consciousness since as long as he could remember. Deciding to make sure, Shuichi closed his eyes and concentrated, looking deep inside himself for that familiar presence. He sighed.

It wasn't there.

He was about to relax slightly, reassured that the Youko across from him was the Youko that he had spent his entire life with, when he heard the chuckle that signified Youko's presence in his mind.

~Shuichi! You should know better by now.~

Shuichi sighed, thinking along the same line as Youko. He would need to tell Keiko, the occupant of the impromtu bedding, of the events leading up to their capture and imprisonment soon, but put it off for the moment as he gazed around the cavernous room they currently occupied. It was small, cave-like and damp, the amount of moisture in the room was nearly suffocating, and Shuichi hoped that Youko or Keiko would release him soon. The ropes binding him only made it that much harder to breath.

'You know, Youko, this would be alot more bearable if you would untie me.' Shuichi commented mentally, thankful that their telepathic link was still viable. He wasn't quite ready to face Keiko just yet.

~Oh, you know I would Shuichi. But first, Keiko and I have some...business to attend to.~

His eyes narrowed, 'Youko...' The warning tone was tangible in the silver kitsune's mind.

Youko's eyes narrowed in response. ~I will do nothing to her that you have not wished to do yourself... I promise~

Shuichi's eyes widened in surprise, his mouth parting in a shocked gap. 'You- but I thought that- how did you figure out... I kept my feelings on that matter shielded from you. How could you know?'

Youko sighed. ~Your dreams. You can hide nothing from me in your dreams, Shuichi. And you tend to dream quite...vividly.~ He ended his statement with a sinful chuckle.

This comment brought the expected rose colored stain to the human's cheeks. 'You invaded my dreams? Youko, how could you?!'

Youko raised an eyebrow. ~Invaded? Shuichi, I'm hurt that you think so lowly of me. No, whatever dreams I were privvy to, you let me observe. I thought it was a...cry for help, if you will.~

Shuichi seethed, and if he'd not been bound, would have lunged for the arrogant figure. But alas, his restraints held him in place, so instead he settled on staring accusingly, with just the hint of a pout. 'I don't need any help!'

Youko gave him a sardonic look. ~Okay, let's assume that you don't need, or want, my help. You have been...interested...in this girl for how long now? And you have yet to do anything? Oh yes! I can see it so much more clearly now.~

With a huff, Shuichi turned up his nose at the taunting kitsune. He'd much rather focus on other things. Like getting out of his bindings and getting himself and Keiko out of this prison before Youko attempted to make good on his offer to "help". Unfortunately, it seemed that time was not on his side. It was at that moment that Keiko's moan sounded, indicating her waking.

Kurama tilted his head in the general direction of the corner opposite Keiko, slightly left of him. She was rousing for sure and his body tensed as he felt rather than saw Youko's form shift as if to rise from his sitting position.

'Don't even think about it, Youko! For Inari's sake, she's just waking and will naturally be disoriented. At least give her time to comprehend our situation before pouncing on her!'

Youko glared. ~Would you reign in your obviously over-active imagination? I was headed over to that corner anyway. If she saw me first who knows what she would do? She might faint, and we can't have that! It would delay our...fun.~ He headed over to the corner farthest from the waking girl, growling as the thoughts of what he could do to make her scream assaulted his mind.
~*~*~*~

Keiko Yukimura awoke from her state of unconsciousness to the sound of a low growl from not too far away. She opened her mahogany hued eyes slowly, allowing the dim light from an overhead light fixture to assault her previously closed eyes. Moving her head to the slightest degree, Keiko managed to look toward the sound that seemed to be emanating from across the small enclosed space she was now occupying a corner of.

She gasped in shock at what she saw. There was Kurama, bound and gagged, and staring at her with his intense emerald gaze. She decided that he couldn't have been the one to produce such a sound, it was much too... animalistic for a set of human vocal chords to have created. She looked over to the left of where Kurama was and saw...Kurama.

Not Shuichi Kurama... Youko Kurama. The agonizingly, hauntingly beautiful thief that had stolen many more hearts than precious artifacts.

'What?! How can this be possible?' Was Keiko's first thought. She sat upright abruptly, a gasp escaping her lips and drawing the two Kuramas' attentions to her.

Kurama, the red headed, human version, looked at Keiko with worry-filled green eyes. Keiko found it hard to believe that he could be worried about her when he was obviously the injured one.

Perhaps the familiarity of his human form was the catalyst, or perhaps she just didn't quite trust herself to be within touching range of the seductively sexy silver kitsune across the way. Whatever the case, Keiko scrambled from the straw bedding she'd been lying on and made her way quickly to the red head in order to check for wounds as well as gain his release.

After sparing a quick glance back at the platinum haired fox to make sure he was essentially uninjured, she directed all of her focus on the red haired Kurama. Mistake number one.

"Kur-Shui...ahh, are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?" She winced at the naivity of her own question. She heard a sardonic snort in the background, and turned to give the kitsune a disapproving glare, only...

He wasn't there.

Eyes widening in surprise, Keiko whipped her head around, attempting to find the missing fox demon, but finding nothing. Had she simply hallucinated him before when she had awoke?

Sighing deeply, Keiko turned back around, determined to free Kurama from his bonds.

Her breath caught in an audible gasp as suddenly another pair of hands, hands graced with elegantly long fingers tipped by deadly yet, somehow, gentle claws, came to rest atop hers as they settled on the knot of the red head's bindings.

Her shock filled eyes caught and held that of the gagged red head, and she noticed that his expression wasn't quite as worried as it should have been. It was more annoyance than anything else. Her confusion mounted as she felt the hands resting on hers guide them up to remove the cloth from Shuichi's mouth.

"About time, Youko. My mouth was beginning to go dry!"

"Ah, come now, Shuichi. We both know that your mouth has been watering ever since our little flower woke up. Isn't that right... Keiko."

Keiko's look of confusion swiftly turned into one of embarrassment as the implications of what Youko had said rooted themselves into her mind.

'...little flower...? What on Earth?' She looked to Kurama for some type of explanation, but when her eyes met his he ducked his head, as though ashamed of what his other half had said.

Sighing, Keiko turned to attempt to get an explanation out of the fox demon who had, until recently, inhabited her friend's body. His response to her silent inquiry was a slight smirk while he tipped his head in a small nod towards Kurama.

A bit annoyed now, Keiko fixed her gaze once more on the red haired teen. Determined to get an answer this time around, Keiko caught the chin of his bowed head gently and urged him to look up at her. "Kurama... What's going on?"

Full, alluring lips parted as if to speak to her, but then quickly closed back into a thin line as the red head shook his chin free of her grasp and turning his head away again.

At this point, Keiko let out a growl of her own. This was beginning to tick her off. "Shuichi Minamino!!" The fierceness in which she intoned his name had the human half of Kurama gaping back at her while the kitsune half, still leaning into her from behind, smirked. "What the hell happened?!" She asked blatantly.

"You...you don't remember?" Kurama was shocked. Surely she recalled the struggle that had taken place?

Keiko looked at Shuichi as though he had lost his mind. "What are you talking about?"

Youko, seeing Shuichi about to respond, decided to cut in.

Purring, he said, "More importantly...what are we to do with this time to ourselves? For all any of us know, we could very well be dead by the morrow...lets not waste this gift, yes? I can think of a number of things that we would all enjoy, if you so chose to allow us this indulgence, Keiko."

"Eh?" Keiko blinked in confusion at the sudden change of topic. Ever so slowly, she turned around so that she could meet the silver kitsune's gaze, still a bit perturbed by the presence of both forms of Kurama.

Shuichi's eyes narrowed on his demon counterpart. 'What the hell are you up to, Youko?'

As though sensing his other half's rising suspicion, and wanting nothing more than to raise it some more, Youko looked past Keiko to land a quick, sultry glance on Shuichi before wrapping his arms around their mutual interest, and grinning in a way not so unlike the fox he was. "Why, Keiko. Surely you wouldn't deny us the pleasure of your more...intimate company. And I can assure you, Shuichi would like nothing more than to do exactly the same, if not more...carnal, things that I am currently imagining." ~There. Take out her escape route. Shuichi won't be able to deny it...well, not convincingly anyway.~

Keiko was speechless to say the least. The small room they presently resided in became silent, the eerie lack of sound broken only by the brief strangled gasp from an equally startled Shuichi. Youko smirked at his accomplishment. Keiko had not objected to his suggestion and Shuichi could not object. Not without offending Keiko.

The brunette bit her lower lip, caught somewhere between partial arousal at the thought of both sexy males wanting her, and fear. She decided to move from the silver fox's embrace and edged back slowly. She only had one obstacle: Shuichi. He knelt behind her, looking at her with such a deep heated expression. She felt like a deer caught in the headlights under the intensity of that stare.

Shuichi rose to his feet, stepping closer to Keiko, inadvertantly making her take a step back in Youko's direction once more. The human smiled slowly, not really understanding why he was going along with his counterpart, but not really caring either. His eyes roaming the expanse of her form, his smile widened. Almost crooning, he said, "Come here, Keiko. I'll make you forget about anything and everything except the feel of my hands and mouth on you, if you let me�"

Youko, grinning at the ease with which his other half had slipped into the role of seducer, stepped closer as well, slowly forcing her into Shuichi. His gaze, just as heated as his human half's, never drifted from her eyes as he molded the length of his body into hers, whispering into her ear and taking immense pleasure at the resulting shiver that traced its way down her spine as his fingers traced abstract patterns along her backbone. "Do not refuse us, Keiko. We will make sure you do not regret this�"

Keiko gave herself over to the emotions and sensations coursing through her, almost collapsing onto Youko as she allowed her knees to buckle and missed her two soon-to-be lovers' matching triumphant grins. Youko motioned for Shuichi to kneel once more. Nodding, he sunk to the floor of their cell and waited for Youko to position Keiko how he saw fit.

Youko smiled at Keiko as he gently turned her body to face Shuichi and pressed down lightly on her shoulders to let her know that she was to straddle the kneeling figure. She obeyed, sinking down slowly to rest on Shuichi's knees, Youko's large, warm hand guiding her motions. She shuddered in pleasure as he spoke softly into her ear again.

"Take your pleasure where you find it, Keiko. Do not hold back with us�"

Keiko wasn't sure who made the first move. The only thing she did know was that one minute she was trapped between the two forms of Kurama, staring intently into the emerald eyes of the human, Shuichi Minamino, and the next her lips were locked with his. Her tongue and teeth battled for dominance in a heated kiss as she felt the large, warm hands of the silver fox, Youko Kurama, slip beneath her blouse to trail a caress along the curve of her backbone.

She shivered at the sensation, a gasp escaping her allowing Shuichi's tongue to take the initiative over their kiss and deepen it further. She relaxed into both the kiss and the touch and one of Youko's hands slid around her to continue the tender caress, applying it now to the curve of her left breast. A moan escaped her, all thoughts fleeing her mind on how bizarre, how wrong the whole situation truly was. At that moment she didn't care.

Not one bit.

Her moan ignited something in Youko he had not felt in far too long. It was more substantial than base lust and he had to think a moment before realizing what it was. She ground herself against the strong muscles of Shuichi's thigh, moaning louder and lower than before. Blushing at the lusty quality of her voice, she rested her head against the strong, chisled chest of Youko, who was still fondling her breast.

Shuichi groaned at the heat he felt as she pressed herself into him, imagining things to do to her that Youko would have been proud of, had he been paying attention. As it was, Youko was caught up in the sensation of Keiko nipping at his collar bone, that being the only part she could reach due to her diminuatiive stature and position. He growled low in his throat as she grasped the part of him that had been prodding her lower back, effectively bringing his attention back to where she wanted it.

On her.

Keiko smirked an uncharacteristic smirk once Shuichi had released her mouth. She immediately shifted so she could reach the collarbone of the kitsune behind her, allowing the human version to begin lavishing his attention to the graceful arch of her neck. She could feel Youko's length, long and hard, through the material of his hakamas. Reaching behind, she gently began to stroke him through his clothes even as Shuichi began to divest her of her own. The red head's nimble fingers began on the row of buttons, releasing the small plastic fasteners one by one, revealing her creamy flesh to his heated gaze. The emerald green of his eyes had darkened, taking on the unmistakeable hue of a dense forest. Wild and untamed, much like his kitsune counterpart.

Youko shifted back slightly as he felt Shuichi begin to draw Keiko's blouse down over her shoulders. He assisted his human half as together, they removed the hindering material, tossing it aside to be forgotten in the heat of the moment. Once the barrier was gone, the only thing keeping both males' hungry gazes from Keiko's pert breasts was the thin, lacy bra she wore.

Youko looked at his human counterpart over the top of Keiko's head, his amber orbs gleaming meaningfully. Flexing his fingers, he took Shuichi's half-smirk to be one of approval and started a slow, teasing path of sensual friction from Keiko's navel to the area around the clasp of her bra with his claws. It clasped in the front, and Youko used that as an excuse to tease her nipples a bit, making them harden beneath the sheer material. With a flick of an elegant wrist, the clasp was released, the cups falling away to free the perfectly rounded mounds. Creamy flesh tipped in a shade of dusky rose . Shuichi groaned at the sight and immediately he lowered his head, lips and tongue eager to taste a naked breast. Licking lightly at first, Shuichi circled the tip leisurely before engulfing it in his mouth, suckling happily as Youko tended the neglected mound.

The kitsune circled the tip of her other breast with one hand while the other hand lingered enticingly at her knee before slipping beneath the hem of her skirt to begin a tedious journey up her thigh. Her response was a low moan that started deep in her throat, escalating into a high pitched wail when the hand finally reached its destination and Youko cupped her fully through the fabric of her panties.

Keiko arched violently as the intimate touch triggered an indescribable pleasure to shoot throughout her entire being. The sudden movement only served to shove her chest even closer to Shuichi's feasting mouth and the red head eagerly accepted the offering, opening his mouth even wider to take in more of the deliciously silken flesh. Keiko's hands shot up to bury themselves in his crimson locks as deep moans escaped her lips. Youko's pleasuring hand continued its delightful movements, causing the cotton barrier to grow more moist with each stimulating stroke.

Youko inhaled deeply, growling low in his throat as he caught the scent of Keiko's steadily increasing arousal. Paying close attention to her whimpers, moans, and cries, he set up a steady rhythm of strokes to her core, making sure to only brush the most sensitive part lightly on each pass. As to whether her breathy exhalations were from pleasure or frustration, who could say? But Youko had an idea as to which it was.

"Do you like this, Keiko? Do you like how it feels, having mine and Shuichi's hand on you in places that no one else has dared venture?"

He accentuated his inquiry with a strong stroke to her center, making her cry out slightly and pull back from Shuichi to answer his question. Her voice was as breathy as his own when she answered, and the effect of her voice on him and Shuichi both was not lost to him.

"Oh God, yes!"

He grinned in carnal anticipation, locking eyes with Shuichi as he said his next words.

"I'm glad, because it's about to get a lot more�physical."

With that said, Youko wrapped one hand around Keiko's waist and lifted her up slightly onto her knees as his other hand proceeded to slip beneath the edge of the damp cloth, curling his fingers until the sound of material shredding was heard. Keiko felt the material of her panties draw tight briefly before simply falling away from her body. Keiko gasped as the cool air of the room hit her heated flesh before it was replaced with that wonderful hand again, this time the slender digits slipping between the folds of her sex, nearly driving her insane with that simple touch.

While Youko had Keiko lifted off of him and quite distracted, the human Kurama backed away, just far enough to allow himself the room to remove his own clothing before retaking his place between Keiko's legs. The kitsune settled Keiko back onto Shuichi's lap, removing his own hand and positioning her in such a way that his other half's hardened length slid along her moist cleft and drew out another deep moan from their little lover.

Shuichi's harsh panting brought Youko's gaze up to his face, and he saw there something that very few would ever get the honor to see. Pure, unadulterated need. Nodding to himself, Youko decided to give his other half what he wanted...

Keiko.

Raising her skirt up so that he and Shuichi could have an unobstructed view of their flower's, for lack of a better term, deflowering, he raised her hips a bit and positioned his human counterparts throbbing erection against the opening of Keiko's most precious entrance. Feeling the need, mostly Shuichi's, to make sure that this is what she wanted, Youko asked her, "Are you absolutely sure that you want what we are about to give you?"

Sensing her slight hesitation, Youko added, "You don't have to do this, Keiko. You could tell us to stop, and we would. Our opinion of you will drop none at all, and no one will ever know of this incident�but if you allow us to continue, I promise that you will feel euphoria like nothing you've ever experienced before. I will not lie to you. It will be unpleasant for the first few moments, but after that initial discomfort, you will feel nothing but the pleasure we have guaranteed since the beginning."

His words had an obviously soothing effect on her, because she nodded her head in agreement not too long after he finished speaking.

Satisfied with her admittance, Youko gripped her hips and started her slow descent onto the member of his other half. He whispered reassurances all the way through and kissed away the few tears of pain that fell when her barrier was broken.

"I placed you this way so that you would be able to control the depth and force of Shuichi's thrusts. You are in control here, Keiko. Remember that. Now�I want you to look directly into Shuichi's eyes and do not look away from him, no matter how great the urge to do so is. Can you do that for me, Keiko?"

As she nodded, he let his grip on her hips loosen, and leaned down to whisper, heatedly, into her ear, "Ride him, Keiko."

Shuichi looked at Keiko's face, pleased that the pain was fading. He couldn't remember exactly how long he had wanted this woman. He nodded at her, unable to speak, but reinforcing Youko's words.

Keiko, heeding Youko's command, fought the urge to close her eyes as the sensation of being filled so thoroughly brought on a sense of completion. Instead, she trained her gaze on the green eyed human in front of her. The human Kurama... Shuichi. With a fluid grace that was more instinctual than practiced, Keiko began to move, rising up slightly only to slowly lower herself once more, re-impaling herself on Kurama's hardened maleness. Her hands clenched at his shoulders as she felt Youko's claws dig lightly into her hips and Shuichi's own hands began a slightly rougher massage of her breasts. She felt Youko press into her back, his erection, even larger than his human half's, teasingly running along her lower back, sliding along the cleft of her behind. Gasping, she pushed back a bit, allowing her up and down gait to be altered until she was soon moving her hips in a circular motion, the change causing Shuichi to let loose an almost agonized groan of appreciation.

Youko groaned, her movements even driving him almost insane with need. Keiko's instinct's were very good for this sort of thing and her movements were driving him almost to the brink. He wanted release inside this treasure of theirs, however, so he simply held on.

Shuichi didn't know how long he'd last, but he held onto his control by a thread. This was better than anything he could ever remember dreaming. His hands on her breasts moved to tweak her nipples, drawing cries of appreciation out of Keiko. He had to override a deep-seated instinct, however, to turn them both over and take control. That would be for another time, however, this was all for her. For Keiko.

The two humans kept their eyes locked throughout it all, the demon simply relishing in the fact that things had turned out much to his liking and hoped to retain this position in their relationship even though he knew that his time was growing short. He would be returning to his host soon.

Hopefully not too soon, He thought to only himself.

He felt Keiko arch just then, her hips pressing hard into his groin as she ground herself forcefully into Shuichi as she reached her fulfillment and cried out both of their names in succession. Youko smirked as he felt Shuichi stiffen as well, the muscles in his thighs tightening as his climax peaked.

Shuichi groaned as he felt every muscle go slack. He lay there, panting underneath an equally panting Keiko. It had been the most mind-blowing experience of his young life, including where he had talked to Youko for the first time. He slowly opened eyes, to see the burning gold hungrily devouring Keiko's form even as she lay on him. He managed to gasp out, "I think there is someone else here who needs you, too."

Keiko managed to raise her head and looked back at the gleaming eyes and felt an answering twitch from between her thighs. All the same, she didn't think her muscles would be up to riding him. She knew she'd feel sore in a bit, but this was almost a forbidden fruit for her. She managed to lever herself up and off of Shuichi's length, causing both of them to gasp at the pleasure.

"I don't know..." She trailed off, her face growing even redder as a blush contributed to the coloration of her cheeks that exertion had already established. "Will that..." Her eyes glanced downward. "...even fit?"

Youko grinned. "It'll fit." He watched her eyes widen as she looked at him kind of nervously. "Shuichi took your maidenhead, so this should only be a small bit more stretching. No pain." He brought her face back up to his as he closed the distance between their lips. "Trust me." He whispered even as he kissed her.

Youko's mouth took possession of hers before she had the chance to answer. Despite her curiosity and desire to experience with Youko what she'd felt with Shuichi, she didn't relish the thought of more pain. She only wanted the pleasure.

He felt Keiko's trepidation through the kiss. However, he knew that the only way he'd prove to her what he was saying was the truth, would be to show her. His emotions, and Shuichi's were so entwined around each other that it was hard to determine where one ended and the other began. Pleasure, he'd known, and often, but this was something that while akin, was different. He lifted her the rest of the way off of Shuichi without breaking their kiss.

Shuichi looked on with trust. His own untried body was too new at this kind of activity for more at the moment, but he was still enjoying the sight of his other half kissing Keiko. He really was a gentle creature. The thought crossed Shuichi's mind, seeing how careful he was being with Keiko.

Youko broke the kiss with Keiko, holding her tightly in his arms. "I am yours if you want me, Keiko, same as Shuichi. It is your choice whether you wish to experience the joy that we can give." Youko quietly hoped that she would accept them as she had Shuichi. In silence, both human and demon sides of the same man waited on her response.

Her eyes drifted open after having fluttered closed with Youko's kiss. He was definitely an intoxicating being, as much as the human half was, if not more so. She searched within herself, within her heart as well as soul in order to find the answer to which she was sure both of them were waiting for. With a soft gasp, she realized that she had really made her decision when she'd chosen to allow Shuichi to take her with Youko's assistance. It hadn't been an impulse, so much as an intuition. She had no regrets either, and said as much aloud.

Giving the silver haired demon a gaze heated by the desire she felt for him... for both halves of the complex being known as Youko Kurama... Keiko simply said three words that spurred the fox to action.

"Make me yours."

Youko wasted no time after hearing her soft words. He laid her down on her back, so that he could gaze upon her. "You are ours now, Keiko." He growled as he placed his own manhood at her entrance. "None other shall have you." He slowly entered her, causing her to feel fuller than she had with his human counterpart, but he carefully observed her face to ensure that she felt no pain.

Shuichi saw the kitsune glance over toward him, and knew that he was, for lack of a better term, invited to participate, much as the fox-spirit had with his own claiming of Keiko. He crept over and took a moment to glance down at Keiko's face, waiting for her own reaction to this.

With Youko's entering thrust came the stretching that he had predicted, but also, and more importantly, so was the pleasurable sensation that he had promised. Her eyes clenched tightly as she relished the feeling, she sensed more than saw, when Shuichi moved to her side. She opened her eyes to look up into his green gaze and without thinking, snaked out an arm to encircle his thighs as he kneeled beside her. She wasn't sure why she did it, really, it just felt like the right thing to do. She was proven to be correct with her action when Shuichi's breath hitched as she pulled him forward, drawing his hips closer to her face. His breathes turned to heavy pants as he loomed over her, their eyes finally breaking contact when hers strayed downward until her sight was confronted with the proof of his desire for her, hot, hard and throbbing and mere inches from her mouth.

Shuichi held his breath as he watched Keiko bring him to her mouth. He had never dreamed that she would do this, or at least not this soon. He shuddered when her pink lips closed around his length, closing his eyes momentarily, then opening them again, half fearing that this was yet another dream and he wanted to remember every bit of it.

Youko grinned at the sight. This was indeed the perfect woman for them, he decided. Even as he watched Keiko bring Shuichi's manhood to her mouth, he brought her ankles up to his shoulders. She had done all the work last time, and this time, well, this was all for her. He started with a slow pace, just observing her.

Keiko's eyes widened when Youko shifted her legs higher, the angle allowing his already far reaching member to penetrate her further still. She felt him hit a spot deep within her that had her moaning around Shuichi's length, the vibration of it causing the red head to cry out as well. His hips bucked against her slightly as he tried to hold himself in check, not wishing to gag her. He reached down with both hands, one burying itself in her hair to guide her movements as the other strayed down to encompass one of her breasts, teasing and molding the soft mound as he felt his body winding tighter and tighter but refusing to give in to release.

Youko watched all of this with a moan of his own. Keiko so perfectly fit him that it was a wonderful feeling. Seeing Shuichi's hand move down to Keiko's breast caused his mouth to water, wanting to taste her, his hand also twitching. He bent down, capturing the nipple of the breast that Shuichi's hand was on even as his other hand cupped and molded her other. He knew that Shuichi could feel his hair brushing his hand and arm but sent him a quick, ~Don't stop.~ when he felt the uncertainty of the other. His thrusts became faster and slightly harder, need riding him harshly, but he could tell from her own responses that she was approaching the same peak that he was.

Shuichi could no longer hold back as much on his thrusts, becoming almost frantic for release. He managed to glimpse Keiko's face long enough to determine that she didn't appear to have any complaints. He gave a cry as he came, feeling her swallow around him. He pulled out as he collapsed from exhaustion next to Keiko.

Youko now heard Keiko's cries of pleasure as her mouth was freed. His human half slumped down, but he wasn't concerned. He took up a frantic pace, as she, as well as he, were both on the brink of fulfilment. He clamped his lips down on her breast, barely able to hold back from completely marking her. If he was going to do that, he wanted to do that with his counterpart. He felt her contractions from deep within her core and heard her scream as she came. With that, he freed all restraint and freed her breast to give his own moan as he felt his seed enter her. He collapsed on her. This proud woman had accepted them. She was worthy of them both in so many ways. As he watched Keiko succumb to her own exhausted sleep, he smiled. His own time alone was also coming to an end, in more ways than one. He would have to mark her soon, before anyone else got the idea they could claim her, but another idea for another time. He sighed as he became a silvery gold mist and re-entered the human's body once again.

Youko settled down for a small, contented nap, moving Shuichi's body to cuddle with Keiko and fell asleep with a smile on their face.
~*~*~*~

The first thing Keiko saw when she opened her eyes, was the face of an angel. A small smile made its way onto her lips as she took in the gentle visage of who she assumed was a sleeping Shuichi, not realizing that while both she and Kurama slept, Youko had once more rejoined with his human half.

She blushed as she remembered all the things she had done. No wonder she was so exhausted still. She remembered every minute, quite vividly and she couldn't for the life of her, remember wanting to do any of that before! She still tasted Shuichi's release on her tongue, finding it a very pleasent flavor. She wondered just how long she had slept and moved her head, starting to look for Youko. She didn't see him and turned her face back to Shuichi, who was just fluttering open his eyes and was somewhat startled at the possessiveness flavoring his expression.

Kurama opened his eyes slowly, not wanting this to have been another dream. His eyes lighted on Keiko and he felt a fierce flood of emotion washing over him: Pride, satisfaction, possession and love. Youko, at the moment, felt the possession most keenly and he knew that was what would be reflected in his eyes. He smiled with relief from knowing that this time wasn't a dream, that this time it had been real. "Hello, Keiko, my flower, my treasure."

Keiko's blush deepened at the endearment. "Hi," She said shyly, before adding. "Shuichi, Youko's gone."

Kurama's smile widened. "No, he's right here."

Blinking, Keiko rose up onto an elbow, once again scanning the room before looking back into amused green eyes. "Um, no, Shuichi, he isn't." Confusion clouded her eyes.

Kurama reached over with his eyes smiling at her confusion. He picked up her hand and placed it against his heart. "You are touching him now."

The confusion lingered for an instant before realization dawned, widening her brown eyes as she stared at where her hand was pressed against his chest. "Oh," She whispered, her eyes slowly raising to meet his, taken back slightly when she noticed that the emerald green was now now ringed with a smoldering amber.

Kurama chuckled a little. He still wasn't entirely sure who was in charge, it seemed that they were even closer than they had been previously. "We really should find you some clothing," He grinned, "Oh, and Youko confesses that our situation in the dungeon is all his fault. After I, and apparently you were knocked out, he took over and dealt with the specters himself. Though, he really hadn't counted on the serum that that dart was dipped in to have such an... interesting effect."

Keiko smirked, snuggling into Kurama's arms as if she'd been doing it forever. "You mean the separation thing?" She asked.

Kurama nodded. "He certainly took advantage of it, however. I guess my dreams were bothering him more than he let on." He finally admitted to her.

Keiko glanced up at that. "Dreams?"

He nodded again. "Did you think this was a spur of the moment whim? Youko only took advantage of this to the extent that he did because he knew how much I have wanted you." He clutched her closer. "I've been dreaming of this for as long as I can remember, been dreaming of you, Keiko."

Keiko's eyes quivered as she attempted to hold back happy tears at hearing this confession. "Oh, Kurama!" She cried, wrapping her arms tighter around his waist and burying her face in the crook of his neck. Kurama sighed in contentment, but his smile grew even wider when he heard her muffled voice. "I've wanted you in that way for the longest time too."

Kurama felt relief sweeping over him as he cradled her in his arms as he had longed to do for so long now. "I love you, Keiko."

Keiko replied, giving a tender kiss to his neck. "I love you, too." She leaned back then to look at him, "So, think we can get out of here now?"

Kurama nodded. "I think so, especially since Youko was the one who, ah, 'locked us in' as it were. He wanted to make sure we couldn't leave until we had worked through this." He looked down at her, then at their surroundings. "Youko has some interesting methods, doesn't he?" He let her get up, remembering that Youko had only torn her panties earlier, but had left her other clothing intact.

Keiko laughed lightly as Kurama drew her to her feet. She blushed, remembering her lack of underwear, but luckily her skirt was long enough that she didn't feel too awkward. Casting her own glance around their impromptu love nest, Keiko said, "Interesting, maybe. But very effective."

Kurama hurriedly dressed. "You will find that Youko's plans are usually effective, however sometimes the execution of them tends to be a little unorthodox. I really should get you home, though. We can discuss these developements there."

Keiko nodded in response, taking his proffered hand and following his lead, left the dungeon.
~*~*~*~

Six months later...

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today, to witness the joining of these two people. Shuichi Minamino and Keiko Yukimura..."
~*~The End~*~
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