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Love's Curse	By : Ametank Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 1181 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Love's Curse
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.A/N: Hello! I'm back with this nifty little one-shot by request of the totally rockin' KuwaL! She asked me to do a YOUxKuwa piece, and here it is. This was only the most fun commission to write ever. She even titled it for me, since I'm helpless in that capacity ~_^

.Disclaimer: I was gonna say it all myself�but then something strange happened�

*Flashback* (doodlie doot doodlie doot)

.I do not own YuYu�

.Tabi: BUT I OWN Kuwa-chan!

.*Yoshihiro Togashi's agents bust through the door with sub-machine guns*

.Tabi: o.O;;;;;;;;

.Agents: Mr. Togashi is the owner of Kuwabara, and YuYu Hakusho, not you, Understood?

.Tabs&Me: *nodnodnod*

.Tabi: *mutters as they leave* Yes I do.

.Me: *sweatdrops* Who's going to fix my door?

.Love's Curse

You perch yourself in the tree outside his house to wait. The school he attends should be letting out pretty soon, and it damn well better. You can feel the dark hunger within you stirring. As soon as full dark hits the land it will rise up within you like a deranged beast, devouring whatever meal is closest. That's why you chose him today while he was loitering outside the school yard. If your hunger was going to consume you, the least you could do was have the one closest to you at full dark be someone of your choosing.

You sigh and mutter, "Stupid curse." Then sink more comfortably in place.

Thunk. Something wakes you up. Thunk. You blink awake to see the sky through the leaves is swollen with sunset. Thunk. Agitated, you glare downward and see a woman with a cigarette dangling from her lips, and her long blond hair falls casually, but neatly around her shoulders.

You freeze, watching her with a feeling like impending doom curling up in your belly. She is not someone you want to mess with.

"Hey," she says smoothly, without even the slightest hint of inflection in her voice. "If you're going to screw around with my little brother, you better do it while I'm away tonight." She takes a long drag on her cigarette before continuing. "But if you've hurt him when I get back, I'll find you."

She takes one last pull, then drops the cig and lights another. As she walks away she waves up at you and continues on down the street. Your heart is beating a mile a moment within your chest, and your hunger throbs in response.

Deep breaths, you tell yourself, working to stave of your fear. Fear and excitement can call the monster within you too soon. Fighting it now, would only make things worse later.

The shivering lust inside you slowly curls back in on itself and sleeps. Like a cat slipping easily into a nap. Only this cat wouldn't scratch you�unless that's how you liked it.

"Damn," you groan. The big sister had never factored into this equation. You just needed a meal, and the big lunk had been sweet, and sort of cute in that awkward, almost bumbling kind of way. You watched him all morning like a spell held you there. It was just the hunger, you tell yourself, he's just food. Food for your lust, because this is what you've become. A succubus and a monster.

It could be worse, you tell yourself. I could want to suck his blood, or eat his brains, or steal his soul or�okay enough with the worst case scenario.

You snuggle back into your branch and watch the sidewalk, careful this time to stay awake, and continue waiting.

You're just teetering on the edge of sleep once again, when you hear his voice coming closer. "No way Urameshi! You're alone for this one. There's no way you're tricking me into it again."

"Come on! Kuwabara! It's not like it's some big deal," rails some other boy.

"No way, Urameshi. I'm not an idiot."

The other boy mutters something and Kuwabara howls in outrage, and the sounds of a scuffle reach you, though both boys are still out of your sight. You crane your head to try and see what's going on, but in the end you lean too far, and down you topple, right out of the tree.

"Ow!" you holler as your butt collides with the concrete. Sure it would heal in a few minutes, but it hurt like hell for the moment. You squeeze your eyes shut and bite back some pretty colorful curses.

"Uh, hey, are you okay?" You open one eye and peek up at Kuwabara and his friend. Actually they both look a bit scuffed up so the word friend might not be adequate, but they're watching you expectantly for an answer.

"Yeah. I think so." Graceful entrance, dolt! You berate yourself.

Gingerly rising to your feet you start to brush yourself off, only to see you've scraped the skin off the heel of your right hand. "Oh, crap," you groan. There won't be any time to clean it and come back before full dark, and now that you're looking at it, it's starting to sting.

The Urameshi kid makes a face and steps back. "Well, Kuwabara, looks like you got this one under control. I'll go ask Keiko if she wants to go to the sub shop instead." Then he winks at the red-head and strolls off whistling.

Kuwabara watches him, slightly confused for a moment before returning his attentions to you. "I've�uh�I mean my sister keeps a�er�do you want to come in? I've got some stuff for your hand." He grins sheepishly. "My house is right here, ma'am."

Maybe this would turn out alright after all. You smile, putting all the affection you can into your eyes, and expand just enough magic to draw his attention momentarily to the fullness of your lips.

"Thank you," you reply.

Kuwabara starts to blush a little before turning his back to you and guiding you into the house. You follow along quietly, mostly because your distracted by the setting sun. Less than ten minutes until full dark, and you can feel ever slow millimeter the sun dips in the sky. The creature inside you purrs softly, stirring gently, ready to cloud your mind and boil your blood.

"You can sit at the table," he says, gesturing towards it, and pulling a first aid kit from the cupboard.

You kneel by the table and wait for him, letting Kuwabara get comfortable before holding your hand out to him. He takes it gently in his, examining the cut carefully before starting to clean it. One hand cups yours, the other working with expert ease and care over the scrape. Surprisingly it doesn't hurt at all, and even though it would heal on its own in a few minutes, you're glad for his tenderness. An infection still hurts like a bitch, even when it doesn't last long.

His face is serious as he works, and all traces of goofiness have left him. He looks so much older than he is, and maybe a little bit wiser than you had thought. For the first time he strikes you as handsome instead of just adorable. Unfortunately, now that he's done you a kindness, what you've got to do is feeling more and more like taking advantage of him.

Not good.

He finishes up with a large bandage, and puts your hand back on the table. "Hope I didn't hurt you."

"Not at all, actually. You're very good with injuries."

He grins and scratches the back of his head. "Aw, it's nuthin', 'cept I'm used to them. I get into a lot of tough scrapes, ya know?"

You smile indulgently, not really thinking this sweet guy could harm a fly. Then you remember that Urameshi kid's face, looking a touch worse for wear from their scuffle. Maybe you're wrong about that too. You flick your gaze over Kuwabara thoughtfully. What other surprises will he have for you tonight.

"My name's _________(your name)," you tell him. "Is Kuwabara you family name?"

"Oh! Yeah�my first name's Kazuma."

Only a few minutes left until sunset. A smile that has nothing to do with gratitude, curls slowly on your mouth. "Kazuma," you repeat, purring the name like some thick delicious candy. "I like that. It's a good strong name." You shift the first aid kit to the side and lean forward. "Are you very strong, Kazuma?"

He swallows hard enough to make his Adam's apple bob dramatically. "Yeah, I'm pretty strong," he replies.

Screw the table, you think, and gentle draw yourself up on top of it, but you don't stop there. You slink forward until you're face to face with Kuwabara. One leg slides to either side of him and your fingers reach out to curl in his blue school uniform.

"My big, strong Kazuma," you coo. "Thank you for taking care of me." Full dark slams into you like a bullet to the chest, and the creature inside you rises, roaring to life and spilling itself into your skin.

The room is suddenly so hot! And the heat is only growing worse. Your shirt disappears, and Kuwabara's next in the rush of that first wave of desire. He looks confused, but behind that lust is seeping into his eyes, your lust, your power, it's raising his own natural lust to dance with yours like electricity wherever you touch.

Your hands slide down his bare chest, and the electricity fills you up, like charging a battery. It's slow�too slow�you need more�but it's enough to help you think. At some point Kuwabara had placed his hands tenderly over yours, and now his eyes burn with desire and�affection�trust. Could he be the sort of guy that even in the throes of this passionate curse, he trusts you? A complete stranger. A monster.

There are only three types of people in this world. The people who think everything's shit so fuck it all, the people who still have faith in the general goodness of others, and then there's everybody else. That second category is a small one, but here you are, cursed and wicked succubus, about to steal that away from him.

You've fed enough that you could leave right now, you could run from this house and just take whatever pitiful fool stumbled across you next. You'd feel no guilt for them, but Kuwabara doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Not like food. You understand now why his sister warned you.

"Kazuma�I have to go�" You stand up and head for the door.

"Hey, _________(y/n)! What's wrong?" He scrambles a bit clumsily to his feet and follows after you. "You alright? Did I hurt you?"

Tears well up in your eyes. "How can you ask me that?" you demand. How could he even think it's his fault? "I'm evil! I was about to�" a groan sighs from your lips as the beast within your roars in outrage.

Here! It screams. Here is a perfect meal for us! How �dare- you run from it! He is perfect! Feed from him! Feel his pleasure, and wrap it around us! Protect us! Feed us!

Kuwabara pulls you into his arms. "It's okay," he says, and you know he has no idea what's happening to you right now. He can't possibly know that it's not okay. That if he doesn't let you go you'll feed from him whether you want to or not. Right here in the foyer if you're not careful.

"I'm evil," you repeat meekly, and your succubus laughs delightedly inside your brain.

"Why are you evil?" he asks. "You haven't done anything evil yet." His strong arms are still locked tight around you.

"I feed on people's lust!" you blurt out, and the moment you say it, you know you must sound silly. Like anybody would believe that.

"Oh," is all he says.

Yeah, I'm crazy. It's okay. You pluck yourself from his arms and do your best to smile. "I have to get going," you say, "Thanks for the first aid."

"Hey wait a second. Are you like�a demon or something?"

You frown. "Eh�something, yeah."

"That doesn't mean you're evil," he says grinning once more. The smile actually turns something low in your stomach, and the succubus starts fighting your control. "I'm friends with some demons actually. Kurama's not evil, and neither is Hiei. Usually anyway." He pauses before adding, "So I don't think you're evil."

What's he talking about? You ask yourself. And why isn't he calling me a looney? But it's too sweet for words. "Thanks Kazuma, but I have to go, or I'll feed on you." You start again for the door, but Kuwabara's hand on your shoulders stops you, and he turns you around to face him.

"You can feed on me, _________(y/n), if it will help you."

"I�" but the words halt, as your control breaks, and the lust rages over you once more, harsher than before. It's like having a tornado inside your brain, unstoppable, a force of nature.

"Whoa!" gasps Kuwabara as your power slams into him.

Time flickers, and suddenly the two of you are in his room, and the clothes are gone. Your back hits the mattress, and Kuwabara's hand slides behind your head, easing it onto the pillow.

Your legs slide around his waist, pulling him down to you. "Are you sure, Kazuma?" you pant. Here you are, completely crazed with need, but you have to know, have to hear him say it before it's too late. Hell, it might already be too late.

""It's okay, _________(y/n)," he says, and through the magic you can hear him, and you know he means it. You smile, some strange mixture of this feral hunger and the genuine affection you feel for him. He's really going to let you feed from him.

"Please!" you moan, and in one smooth glide he's inside of you. The feeling sends a rush of pleasure from your groin to the tips of your hair and you shudder around him.

His face dips into the curve of your neck, and he kisses the frantic pulse. "I've�uh�I mean�I've never�"

You realize with a start what he's trying to tell you, and the beast within you practically purrs with excitement. A virgin! It trills. What a treat!

"That's okay," you tell him.

He isn't moving within you, and you need him to. You need that friction to sate the succubus! You grind yourself against him, and he moans. "Wait! I'm too�.I can't�"

"Then don't," you pant. "Go ahead. I'll take care of it when the time comes."

He nods, and begins at last that wonderful movement. You wrap yourself around him like you could bury yourself within the warmth of his skin. Everywhere you touch is like a tidal wave growing, your beast has merely to unhinge its jaw and swallow it all. But it won't, not yet. It takes delicate sips, until that tidal wave crashes against you, and Kuwbara shudders and goes limp.

You smile, stroking fond fingers through his hair. Poor guy, you think. We're not even close to done yet.

"Come on, honey," you say. "Break's over."

He blinks up at you, his eyes slightly glazed with the afterglow. "Hunh?"

Rolling him onto his back, you slink slowly down his body, trailing gentle little licks and kisses in your wake. The feeling of his skin against your lips makes them tingle, and the purr you've been feeling inside you rolls out your lips against his skin. By the time you reach it, he's hard once more. That feral smirk is back on your lips as you swirl your tongue over the tip of him.

Kuwabara shudders, flexing his hands into the sheets.

He's too fresh, growls your succubus. Finish it.

"Relax," you instruct, and straddling his waist you slide yourself over him slowly, savoring the new depth. This way you have control, and you can keep him from finding release until you're ready. You could keep him from release all night long, that treacherous voice within you croons, and we could feed from his torture!

You ignore the voice with a shake of your head. You won't let it have the pleasure of this one. Kazuma's been too kind to you to treat him ill. You'll give him pleasure as you take it. Then you'll disappear, because the beast within you is too fond of him, and you know from painful experience that it is possible to love someone to death.

You move over him, eyes locked on his face as it contorts in pleasure, feeling your own release like thunder in the distance, moving slowly closer. Bending over him you press your lips to his, kissing him like a woman possessed. But that kiss is probably the only thing that is entirely possession-free. The succubus doesn't care for kissing, so long as the bodies move.

Kuwabara's hands flex on your thighs, and slam you down harder against him so suddenly that your release bursts across your skin, his name yanked from your lips. His hips thrust upward once more, and he joins you over the edge.

This is where the beast would feed, should feed, and be sated until full dark tomorrow when it would stir, and you would fight it as long as you were able. But as it opens itself to swallow down your intertwining lusts, it's yanked from it's home low in your belly.

You scream again, and it has nothing to do with pleasure. It's like acid, pouring itself up your throat, blinding you with pain. Somewhere beyond the echo of your own scream you hear Kuwabara say your name, and at last, the feeling stops, and you collapse in his arms.

*~*~*~*

Kuwabara looks down on your limp form, confusion and worry playing across his sturdy features. He touches your face gingerly, wishing you'd wake up, and feels for a pulse. It's there, he finds, and a wave of relief washes over him. But what happened? He'd felt the strange tug as your body seemed to drink him up while you'd made love, but then it stopped, and you screamed.

A chill spasms through him, and he had an instant to try and shield your body with his before he heard the shriek.

"Blast!" the creature howled. Kuwabara glances up. The creature is a serpent, with the torso and head of a woman.

"Who are you?" Kuwabara demands.

"I'm her ssssuccbusss. And you, little toad, have cast me out from her!" The creature howls again, long black fingernails raking at the air in vain frustration.

"What are you talkin' about?"

"Selfless actsss, even one so pitiful as your willingness to feed her, are cursssse breakerssss." Her forked tongue flicks out to taste the air, and her eyes narrow. "You really did it to help her, didn't you?"

Kuwabara sets you down on his bed and rises to his feet. "So you're the reason she was like this?"

"Don't even try it, sssstupid!" she snaps.

Kuwabara's hand begins to glow faintly, but the serpent disappears in a puff of black smoke. "Damn," he mutters, then kneels down to check on you.

*~*~*~*

"Thanks for everything, Kazuma," you say, cheeks burning. "I owe you."

"Awww," he guffawed. "It was nothin."

Placing a hand on his broad chest to steady yourself you plant a kiss on his cheek. "I'll come and see you again." His face takes on a shade of red that puts your own mild blush to shame, and you giggle, waving as you leave.

There are a few things you've got to take care of, old wrongs to right, and a certain grave to visit. But then I'll come back, you smile to yourself.

*~*~*~*

.A/N: Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing it!! REVIEW!
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