Disclaimer: Yu Yu is not mine. Sadly. LEMON AND YAOI WARNING.

Anniversary
by Fox

9.Violence

Kurama was dazed, and he blinked in disbelieving when he saw Mangetsu walking to him from the forest. He was alone, a confident smile in his lips, his long hair waving with the shine of the snow in the night. He has his eyes fixed in him, and was dressed just with blue pants loosely tied around his slim waist. Kurama recoiled like in front of a ghost, and he was ready to cry to Michael and Hiei, wherever the later was, he felt his tongue paralyzed.
Mangetsu come closer. The youko tried to summon the Rose Whip, anything, but a strange cold has made numb his limbs. His blue, shining cold orbits was so close…
Kurama took a peek in the still asleep Michael. And then suddenly he was able to break the control with a loud cry:
- MICHAEL!! ROSE WHIP!!!-
No one is going to touch the young gentle doctor while he is alive!!
Michael jumped awake and then eyed Mangetsu with incredible hate, the gauntlet in his hand as he recoiled watching Kurama slash Mangetsu’s face and chest with a powerful stroke, the blood jumping in the air.
Mangetsu turned to them with blood in his face. But strangely, the blood doesn’t seems be flowing. It just stopped bleeding like cold ruby, frozen. And the lord of ice smiled.
- So is here where you were hiding  he whispered.- I’ve never thought you would be so brave or intelligent. But know I’ve found you, and the main question is: I will kill the human and rape you, or I’ll rape you and then kill the human?-
- No, Michael, Yamette!!- screamed Kurama. With a cry, Michael lunged to Mangetsu, his lighting gauntlet in his arm, giving off a yellow light. Michael’s usually calm face was twisted in rage and ferocity as he grabbed Mangetsu’s arm, giving him a pull.
Mangetsu didn’t even twitched.
- Foolish human!- he laughed, and with a powerful strong grip sends Michael against a tree, where he fell with a sickening * crack *. Then, he turned to Kurama, who was watching his friend fell with horror in his eyes.
- Now, you, my angel…- started Mangetsu. His hand grabbed impossible fastly Kurama´s shoulder and he felt his body frozen. Then, those cold fingers brushed against his nipple.
No… Kurama’s ki was turning crazy in anger and hate, held in place with that horrible coldness. But it’s growing. And growing…
- LET HIM GO.- Hiei’s words was just a warning. Mangetsu fell with a wide burning wound, bleeding hard, in the back and turned to Hiei with narrowed eyes, who was behind him, fiery sword in hand, his eyes flaming.
- You will die, demon!!- growled Mangetsu in deeper voice, his eyes flashing ice like blue lighting.  YOU ARE DEAD!!-
A powerful ice lighting suddenly was in the air, a blast of pure ki, heading to Hiei. All happened in a second: Kurama screamed knowing the ice ki could kill Hiei in seconds, and then Michael was between the blast and Hiei. He received the stroke in the chest, and then collapsed, as Mangetsu disappeared laughing at his foolish gesture.
- I’ll come back, demon… I’ll come back….-
Kurama bolted to Michael’s prone form, sure he was dead. Hiei kneeled too, surprise and rage in his red eyes.
- Baka… ningen no baka…- he whispered.
Kurama lifted the body to sit. In his chest a huge ice crystal had pierced the skin, and enveloped almost all his torso like a splash of frozen water.
But…
… Michael is breathing.
- Michael!!- he shrieked, and looked to Hiei.- Melt the ice! Fast!!- he ordered.
Hiei’ eyes flashed a doubt, before to melt the ice with narrowed eyes. Kurama saw the doubt, and fury ignited in his stomach, looking at him with burning eyes.
- You… bastard. I can forgive you to… rape me. But you… you waited till Michael was hurt, neeh? YOU DIDN’T WANT TO SAVE HIM!!- he yelled, tears in his cheeks. Hiei looked at him with a hard stare, as Kurama took Michael’s clothes off and started tucking him in the blankets. He bandaged the wound with trembling fingers, as he heard Hiei flee.
- Oh , Michael, don’t die… don’t die on me…- he pleaded. For his surprise, Michael has a strong ki, a furious one healing the wound, a ki almost impossible to have, one like he had just felt in Yuusuke or in himself.
- Kurama…- moaned Michael, clinging to him like clinging to the life. When Michael took hold of his sidelocks to beg for a kiss Kurama kissed him with all it was worth, hungrily, and didn’t rejected the warm hands under his chinese shirt. He undressed and curled next to Michael, feeling him shudder and cuddle him, trembling with anticipation.
- Took my ki, Michael.- he urged.- Took my energy, to heal yourself. I want to give you it. I want to give to you all…- he whispered. Michael, his golden ki merging with the green/white one healed the wound, with amazing swiftness. But he almost didn’t notice, busy kissing Michael hard in the mouth. Their tongues collided, and Michael moaned in surprise when Kurama started to suck that innocent tongue softly. Skillfully, Kurama caressed his nipples, making Michael answer ardently grab his thighs, parting Kurama’s legs to knot them around his waist. Was something different in Michael: from the moment they setted a feet in Makai he had looked more hungry, more feline, more powerful. Suddenly, Kurama recognized the golden fiery tiger form in his aura, and his desire of love the boy that loves him so much grew stronger. Just him can heal his heart…
- Took me, Michael…- he begged. The naive and passionate Michael blinked, and the turned red, kissing Kurama in full force. Kurama guided his hand to his opening, and make him enter, Michael staring at him with eyes flaming. Seeing Kurama moan, and thrust into his fingers with force, he felt himself turn iron for first time in his life. Such a lovely, fierce, wild creature begging for him… opening his legs for him…
Kurama grabbed Michael’s member and suddenly stabbed himself with a deep thrust, going to the hilt in a second. Michael screamed loudly, unknown desire and pleasure making his blood cry. He pumped clumsily, desperately searching for release, as Kurama kissed him in replay. Michael’s arms enveloped him in fierce hug, and he come in matter of seconds. As Michael’s shaking form went taut under him, Kurama smiled, even if his eyes have gone tearful. Goodbye, my second love…
Michael never knew why Kurama’s kisses taste like a strange honey…

~ To Be Continued ~

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