Disclaimer: Yu Yu is not mine. Sadly. THIS STORY CONTAINS EXTREME VIOLENCE, YAOI LEMON (MALE/MALE GRAPHIC SEX) ANGST AND DARK ELEMENTS. READ IT UNDER YOUR OWN RISK.
(It’s enough or I have to label here “ the worst thing never wrote”?)
Domo arigatou for everybody’s support!! Hugs minna-san!!Anniversary
by Fox13.Anger.
But then the Jagan contacted him with the fury of a firestorm.
Was painful. Was naked heat enveloping a body almost white in cold. Kurama screamed and writhed, as the fire engulfed his mind, burning all the spider webs that fuzz his brain, leaving the naked, vulnerable Kurama he always has been screaming in desperate agony. The fire, unfreezing his feeling like a harsh hand rips away a bandage over an open wound…
{HIEI, YAMEROOO!!}
[Wake UP, Kitsune!]
{Noo!… Leave me… let me die… stop…}
(Kurama? Kurama, it’s me, Michael! Hang on please… we will rescue you… yakusoku…)
{Michael??} Kurama’s eyes watered as he convulses in the white heat of the Jagan’s rape. {Michael… Michael-chan…}
This time, when the blindness came, was white, not black.* * *
The gauntlet was lethal.
Michael looks more and more like a infuriated lion, Hiei decided, as he saw him ripping apart some poor guards of Mangetsu. He had let his hair loose, and with just jeans and a black shirt he looked muscular and tall, with his eyes flashing fire, the hair loose like a mane totally free. Hiei has resheathing his katana after the bloodshed in the entrance, and he was ready to jump in the castle when Michael lifted his gauntlet to the sky with a howl.
- MANGETSU!! COME HERE IF YOU DARE!!-
- Baka.- he snorted, unable to prevent a tiny grin go to his lips. How much he loved Kurama. He was burning, his half human, half fire demon heritage surrounding him in yellow ki. As he moves, his ki waved and blazed, unlike Hiei’s, who was a steady veil. He was so young and so passionate.
And so oblivious at the carnage they were leaving in their path. He just can think in a thing: Kurama. Hiei, in change, was thinking more in Mangetsu.
They made their way bloodily, furiously, but they were gravely beaten when they managed to get to Mangetsu’s private rooms. The alert was sounding loud in the whole castle: but thanks to Mukuro Hiei knows every corner. They ran to a little passage, sneaked together and finally jumped in a room breaking the door to pieces.
There was Kurama. Naked. A thin black veil covered his hips, and his red mane has became impossible large in that three months.
His eyes were empty.
- Kurama!- Michael run to him, his face going from the anger to the happiness in less than a second. Kurama, daijobu ka? he asked in anxious tones, extending a hand to touch him…
- Is a trap!- yelled Hiei. Too late. Kurama has called the Rose Whip , a bigger one that Hiei has never seen, and slashed Michael in the chest with incredible force. Hiei just managed to block the second slash and jumped behind protecting Michael between his legs, the blonde boy staring to the empty-eyes Kurama with a disbelieving stare, as he walked calmly to them.
- Kurama!- Michael moaned, clutching his bloodied chest in pain- It’s me, Michael! Kurama, listen to me…-
No sign. Hiei growled deep in his throat.
- Has he been brainwashed, Hiei?- asked Michael desperately to Hiei, who was unsheathing his blazing sword.
He can’t help but snort. It’s no way for B-films recourse as “ brainwash” in the Makai. Is something very much sinister and cruel. He had seen that in some disgraced youkais throughout the years, and now he can see it in the face of his beloved.
Mangetsu has destroyed Kurama’ soul. Sounds sappy, but are true, and horrible. All the youkais have two sides in their minds: the animal one, the instinctive, and the rational, the “ human”. With tortures and the cruel methods of “ essay and error”, they can reduce a youkai to the weak state of a hurt animal. It’s no mind, not personality, nor even a glimpse of the being that inhabited the body. In this case, what was his Kurama was just a enraged, beaten fox.
Hiei closed his grip over the katana, and then his eyes for a second.
I will not let you live with such a dishonor, Kurama.
I will not let you beloved body turn the toy of Mangetsu anymore.
I love you.
- Hiei, no!- Michael screams when Hiei slashes Kurama hard with the sword. The fox moved like a ghost dancing, but a line of burned blood crossed his whole body.
Hiei waited for him, his sword ready. Michael gasped when he saw the trickle of black gems fell from his eyes.
- Is no return for him, Michael.- Hiei spoke quietly.- Even my Jagan can’t awake the dead.-
- Dead…- Michael gasped.- Kurama, no! Onegai… you can hear me!! Listen to me! Kurama!.- he wailed, managing to raise in his feet limping from his injury.- Was Mangetsu who did this to you? We will kill him, and you will come back! Kurama!-
- Are you going to kill me?- came a frozen voice from behind. Michael turned to see the amused expression in Mangetsu’s face, who entered the room covered with an armor made entirely of ice thorns.
- Yes.- hissed Michael, his ki exploding in a yellow big flame.- I’m going to kill you… NOW.-
- Michael!- yelled Hiei, who was stabbing furiously a vegetal thread tying his ankles as Kurama release his whole power on him.- YAMERO!-
The blonde young man eyes was not green, was black. And when he raised the gauntlet and jumped to Mangetsu, the golden lighting filled the room.
~ To Be Continued ~
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