Curse of The Kitsune

Title: My Promise

Author: Kimisan/Aoshis_toy

Theme: #35 Oath & #71 Pain

Warnings: Non-con, spank, angst

Pairing: Kurama/Keiko

A/N: Please heed the warnings, you might found parts of this fic to be disturbing.

“I’m not sure how she did it but your wife is going to make a full recovery.” The doctor smiled at the other man. He let the expression show trying to hide his own confusion. By all rights the woman should be dying. She’d been diagnosed with a fatal but unknown illness. The woman had suddenly collapsed one day and brought in for medical treatment. After several blood tests, it showed signs of a foreign virus slowing breaking down the woman’s blood. There was no case of it happening before, so they’d had no idea on how to treat it. Research wouldn’t have been conducted in time to spare the woman’s life.


Keiko buried face into the white sheets and began to cry. It was over, finally her mother was going to be okay. The monitors beeped over her father’s voice, she didn’t want to hear it. The doctor’s had been useless in sparing her mother’s life. It wasn’t their fault, it was his. There was no anger at the man that had broken her heart and almost killed her mother. He hadn’t meant to do either. Things had just went from bad to worse. The break up with her and Yusuke was something she’d been expecting. Not even two months after he’d returned from the Makai, things went downhill. Another month and they were just friends. Six months later he was in a serious relationship with Hiei. The little man was good for her Yusuke and they were happy together. She couldn’t deny him that happiness, she still cared for him.


What upset her was that he’d brought back the bacteria that had just almost terminated her mother’s life. One day he’d come to visit her after visiting Hiei in the Makai. His trip had led him straight to the restaurant where her mother had been working alone. After her mother had fallen ill Kurama had come to the hospital hearing what had occurred. When he’d told them what he thought it was, she’d been shattered. Somewhere on his way back to the Ningenkai the boy had picked up the bacteria. It was harmless to youkai but if a human were to come in contact with it within twenty four hours of leaving the original plant it was lethal. It would attack the blood cells, breaking both down until the host died.


After everyone had left that night, Kurama had come to her. Saying there was a cure, for a brief moment her hopes had returned. It wasn’t until he explained that it was possible to make an antidote but the main ingredient was only found in the Reikai. The tree grew in the inner sanctum of King Enma’s personal vaults, the rest having been destroyed. The plant was highly guarded due to it’s dangerous properties. He admitted to being able to make the antidote but it was too great a risk to break in and steal what was needed. Only two of the leaves would be needed, nothing King Enma would ever miss. But the risk of getting caught was great. Knowing it was the only way for her mother to live she’d begged the man to do it. After all he was one of the greatest thieves in the three realms. The man had hung his head before looking at her coldly. His words leaving a hollow feeling in her chest, “It is too great a risk for someone I do not know. However, we can come to an arrangement that might make it worth my time.”


What he’d ask for had stunned her, leaving her unsure of what to say. His request was simple, he wanted a lover. He’d taken a few minutes saying that he wanted one that he wouldn’t have to worry about becoming emotionally attached to. Remaining until his own mother no longer remained, he wanted no connections with this world when it was over. Which meant a wife, family or a sentimental female clinging to him. Also she knew what he really was, so she would never question a few things. He could be himself in that area without her panicking. The arrangement was simple; she’d have to agree to become his lover. To be ready for him whenever he wanted to have sex, no saying no. She could not begin another relationship with a man until he tired of her or dismissed her. She was also to transfer her credits and take a home course through the internet. The worst part was he wanted her to move in with him. To play the part as devoted wife when his mother came around. Which meant she’d have to agree to a human marriage. Shiori was bugging him about settling down but the man didn’t want to. To make his mother happy and to make the arrangement easier, she was to walk down the isle with a man that didn’t love her.


When the time came he’d either let her go or simply disappear back into the Makai. It was a price she was willing to pay for her mother. Kurama was a decent enough guy and she didn’t have any plans of dating in the future anyways. He’d agreed to let her further her schooling in that time, she just had to do it from home. The warning he gave her was the only thing that made her worry. “Go back on your word and this will seem like a pleasant dream to your mother.” She knew it was a threat, the man wasn’t Yusuke. He could be cold and heartless, that she well aware of. She had no plans on doing so, there was nothing to worry about.

The man had done what he’d promised. Sometime last night he’d snuck in here when it was just her and gave her mother the antidote. Before leaving he said he was going to make the arrangements while her mother recovered. A few hours later the doctor’s had come in to do some more tests. Her signs were back to normal and there was no signs of contamination. Seeing her parents holding hands made her smile. It was worth it and more, she wouldn’t regret this.

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Kurama shook hands with Mr. Yukimora as his mother went to go embrace Keiko. Being polite he spoke to the man that was now his father-in-law. Both families seemed happy over the small ceremony. His mother had wanted something large and fancy but he’d explained about the other woman’s recent illness. So a small wedding had been planned with just immediate family, no friends. It was better this way, it was done before anyone that would question it would return. Yusuke was still in the Makai, the man had no idea what had been done. The boy didn’t know that the day he’d returned he’d brought something lethal back with him. Or the consequences it had caused. Yusuke was happily back with Hiei, unaware of the current events. The man would have protested to this outcome.


He turned to look at the girl he’d just gained. She was wearing a simple white dress, nothing extravagant. It hugged her slim form, showing off the flare of her hips. The chestnut hair was pulled in a tight bun leaving only a few strands to frame her face. It was appropriate for the small wedding. He began to wonder if he’d just made a mistake by going through with it. Part of him felt like an ass for making her. Yet, he’d always wanted to bed the girl. It was also true his mother had been pressuring him into getting married. He would have saved her mother regardless but she didn’t know that. It had been a means to get the girl to comply. Too good to pass up the opportunity to make her his. He knew she still loved Yusuke even if she didn’t hate him for being with Hiei. That was fine, he wanted no emotional attachments. The girl would do well to sate his lust while he finished his life with his mother.


Keiko was scared, there was no way of denying it. Even now as she stood here talking to Shiori, she could feel the eyes upon her back. Burning holes down her spine from the intense glare. What would happen once they reached the hotel? He’d rented a room for the weekend, a short honeymoon. Not what she’d always dreamed about but nothing could be done now. He looked nice in the suit, very handsome. Shizuru was going to flip when she found out. The older woman had always wondered what the man was like in bed. Well she herself was about to find out. The hungry look in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine.


“Shuichi, call us as soon as you two get back. We won’t call unless it’s an emergency. You two kids enjoy yourselves.” Shiori pulled her son into a tight embrace. Her boy was finally settling down with a wonderful girl. With any luck she’ll have some grandchildren to spoil within a year’s time. If the way the young man was watching the girl was any indication, she wouldn’t be surprised if they gave her good news in a few weeks. “Well, we won’t keep you any longer.”


“Thank you, mother.” He kissed her on the forehead. Being more than ready to leave, he allowed Keiko to speak to her own parents. His step-brother came to hug him along with his stepfather. He almost laughed at the older man’s words of, ‘Don’t be too rough the first time.’ There was no doubt that Keiko was a virgin. He’d be gentle the first time, to ensure it doesn’t cause her more pain than necessary. Afterwards, he wasn’t going to promise anything. Despite the calm and collected manner he showed on the outside he was still a spirt fox. The thrill of hunting his mate and making her submit was a deep longing. It was animalistic in nature but he wasn’t human. Before the weekend was through Keiko would know her place.

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The impeding sound of the shower being turned off made the butterflies in her stomach to frolic. She was waiting in the large king size bed for the redhead to come out. Upon arriving he’d allowed her to take a quick shower. As she got out wearing only her robe he’d smiled then told her he’d only be a few minutes. The pounding of her heart was threatening to make her deaf. She knew what to expect, her mother had made sure of it. Add in the sex classes she’d taken in high school and Yusuke being himself. It would hurt at first because it was her first time. For better or worse she’d just married her ex’s friend. Even if it meant giving her body to someone she didn’t love, she’d gotten to keep her mother in return.


The hotel suite was really beautiful, she had to give him that. The room was larger than her parent’s restaurant. There was an entertainment center against the nearest wall, close enough to the bed where she could watch it without killing her eyes. A mini-bar had been near the door, fully stocked. A sofa and love seat were positioned around a small dining table. To the left of that was a small refrigerator. Fresh flowers were around the room, making it smell of roses. Or was it Kurama’s doing? The soft baby blue carpet, went well with the sky blue bed-set. The bathroom was just as extravagant and nice. There was a large shower stall, enough for four people to stand and take a shower in. It also came with a jacuzzi, she couldn’t wait to try it. The toilet was in it’s own little room, away from prying eyes.


Kurama stepped out into the room, his eyes going straight for the girl laying on the bed. While taking the time to calm down in a cold shower, he thought of how to break the news to her. He would let her know what to expect, so she’d be prepared. Seeing her laying under the sheets made his body respond. It ached to take what was being offered. The robe was laying across the sofa, so she had to be naked underneath the thin material. Making sure the towel was secured around his waist he walked over to the large bed to sit next to her. “We need to talk.”


“Okay,” Keiko felt her mouth grow dry as the towel split open exposing a good section of thigh. Her brain took in every detail of the thick appendage, damn it was nice. She’d seen his chest before so hadn’t been to shocked to see it. Knowing that he was naked underneath that towel make the pit of her stomach pinch in anticipation. What did he want to say?


“I understand that this will be your first time, so I will be gentle with you. You know what I am, not what I appear to be. It is why I chose you to fill this role. I will not pretend fake emotions or pamper you like a love sick fool. You know I want only one thing from this agreement besides making my mother happy. We won’t beat around the bush, there is no need. I expect you to be there to appease my lust when the mood strikes nothing more. I will care for you materially and help you finish your education. So you are prepared for later, I am going to give you fair warning now. I am not usually gentle or romantic when it comes to bedding a female. As in my nature I like to be dominating. I’m sure in time you will find my ways to be more perverted than Yusuke could ever hope to be. I warn you now do not fight me. You have agreed to this and I expect you to keep your word. Don’t worry even if I ever tend to be rough, I will never cause you actual pain. Understood?”


When she nodded he reached for the blanket. It took a few tries to pry it out of her clenched fists. Her pallor was stark white with fear but she didn’t protest. Knowing he’d have to get her ready before doing anything, he tossed the sheet towards the foot of the bed. Even being scared he was able to move her so she was laying on her back in the center of the large mattress. The large doe eyes were closed, her hands clenched at her sides. He’d have to get rid of that posture, it wouldn’t do. The towel came off to rest upon the floor as he crawled over her. He took the time to study her naked form. The breasts were firm and round, the nipples a rose color. The expanse of her stomach was flat, leading to flaring hips. Emerald eyes fell on the smooth mound between the junction of her legs. Creamy thighs were held firmly together.


Keiko gasped feeling something hot and wet slide over a nipple suddenly. It sent a shiver down her spine as his mouth latched onto the tiny peak. The man was leaning over her, his mouth latched onto her left breast. Strange sensations formed in her center, teeth scraped across the tender morsel. Instead of being painful she found the act oddly erotic. A hand was running along the outside of her legs. Sending more pleasure to mix with the spikes each suckle of the nipple invoked. She began to relax as the ministrations continued, nothing unpleasant about what he was doing.


He felt her relax and decided to prepare her. The best way was to get her off first, so she’d be well lubricated for his entry. Leaving the lush globes alone he kissed his way down the planes of her smooth stomach. Ending up at the junction, that was still denying him what lie between. Using both hands he pried the legs apart. The sound of her labored breathing was heard as he lowered his head. The soft petals parted allowing his tongue to push deep in the folds. A small amount of moisture had already collected, the taste of her essence lingering on his lips.


Keiko saw white as he found the small nerve buried between the nether lips. It felt sinfully good as he teased it with the hot muscle. A finger was gliding over her entrance but never going inside. It merely teased the sensitive area, rubbing her own wetness in circles. A strong tension was building in her core. With every flick and twist, the fire grew higher. Her hands went for his hair without thinking. Needing for something to happen, the feeling completely consuming her.


Kurama took the ripe clit between his lips and began to suck on the nerve. With a loud cry the girl began to shake, her release finally claiming her. He lapped at some of the wetness as it flowed out of the small opening. Quickly climbing over her, he rubbed the tip of his cock into the juices. The hot liquid made his length jerk, needing to bury it deep within the girl’s warmth. Nudging her legs, he forced them wider apart as he held himself over her. Planting hand on her hip, he leaned over to whisper into her ear. “This is going to hurt.”


Keiko wanted to assure him that she knew. The words were halted by searing pain as he pushed something too large and thick into her body. A tear out the corner of her eye as the feeling of being ripped in two was felt. This didn’t hurt, it went beyond that. What the fuck had he stabbed her with? Once he was fully seated, she was thankful for a few minutes. Taking several deep breaths, the searing pain was starting to fade. Still leaving the feeling of being full in her private area.


He waited as long as he could before the need to move became unbearable. She’d appeared relaxed enough for him, his hips moved pulling him out by a few inches. Her hiss went ignored, the feeling of her wrapped around him driving his desires. The walls gripped the aching length like a vise. It was no shock when he heard his own moans of pleasure erupting between them.


The pain was gone leaving a tight friction as he moved within her. It wasn’t unpleasant but stimulating, making the knot begin to form. Hands were placed beside her head as he ordered her to wrap her legs around his waist. It brought him deeper, making her gasp. The movement had been slow but steady up until now. Nails dug into the soft skin of his shoulders as he slammed into her hard. It stung a little but she wouldn’t complain.


Kurama felt his release building, the need to cum strong. The sound of her grunting made him pick up speed. Whether it be from pain or pleasure the little noises made his blood rush. Finally, white pleasure washed over him. His ball tightened seconds before he emptied himself deep inside the tight passage. After a quick thrust, he collapsed beside the trembling girl. Without saying anything, he closed his eyes.


She didn’t move until she was sure he was sleeping. Then without disturbing him, she padded over to the bathroom. The need for a shower was strong feeling the sticky fluid between her legs and the small smear of blood. It hadn’t been too bad after the initial pain had worn off. Before he’d stopped she was sure that peak had been close. Not wanting to ask or complain she stepped under the hot water. Grabbing the soap, she hurried with her bath. A good night’s sleep would make things appear brighter in the morning.

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Keiko moaned as the finger trailed along the curve of back. Even in her sleep fogged mind she couldn’t help but arch up towards the hand sliding between her parted legs. Only after two nights she was already familiar with the man’s touch. Cracking her eyes open, the early morning light was shining through the window. They were supposed to be checking out this morning. Only having two hours of sleep she didn’t have the energy to protest as a finger was pushed between the wet folds.


Kurama moved the finger deep within the moist passage. They still had a few hours before time to leave. He’d been trying to allow her some sleep. Having taken her a few times already since the first night, he still craved more. It had been hard to lie there upon the damp sheets watching her sleep. The smooth lines of her face had been relaxed, peaceful in her slumber. Hearing her mutter his name while dreaming had caused his member to flare to life. Seeing that she was awake if a little bit groggy he climbed behind her, allowing her to remain lying on her stomach. The hips left the bed feeling his member prying between the closed legs. Keeping them shut with the use of his knees, his tip found the hot opening.


Keiko moaned as she was filled with one thrust. Shivers ran down her spine feeling his mouth latch onto the nape of her neck. Teeth scraped along the curve of her shoulder. He hadn’t been lying saying he was domineering. Every thrust that stroked her inner walls soon became brutal. If she tried to move an erotic growl would emit from his throat. The penetration would be more forceful. True to his word she found none of it painful. Her body seemed to get off on the feeling of him taking what he wanted. More than willing to give it up.


“Arch your ass for me now.” Kurama nibbled the shell of her ear, nipping lightly until she obeyed. Her spine bent pushing the round globes higher into the air. The angle allowed him to sink deeper into the tight canal. She screamed as he drove into her without care. The sound of his body slapping into her firm ass was heard. The noise bouncing off the walls with her cries of pleasure. It was music to his ears as she began to beg, knowing what he wanted to hear.


“Oh gods, don’t stop.” The wanton voice cried into the pillow as she felt the tension about to snap. With every thrust he was pushing the burning to new heights. She didn’t care if she was begging. What he was doing to her body felt too good. Hands grabbed her hips forcing her to bring her knees forward. With her head still laying on the pillow, he had her ass up in the air. Getting upon his knees behind her.


Kurama rubbed the round globes with one hand, using the other to rub the tip of his cock against her soaked folds. She tried to push back onto the hard length, seeking more contact. With a smirk, a hand landed across the right cheek. The sound of the stinging slap made him moan. She whimpered but stilled in her movements. The moisture thickened as he teased the aching clit. His own pre-cum mixed with the heady juices. “You want it, you have to do better than that. Beg me to fuck you.”


Keiko groaned in annoyance as she tried to push back upon the smooth rod. Another sharp slap to the ass made her gasp. It wasn’t hard enough to be painful but it got the point across. They’d gone through this last night. The man had a strong will and would hold out until she spoke up. He got off on hearing her asking for him to take her. The thought of begging him then having him shove the thick shaft deep within her without mercy made her muscles tighten and the nerves flared in response. With another hard slap to the ass she groaned in the pillow. “Please fuck me.”


“That’s a good girl.” He smiled before grabbing both hips. Pushing the pale cheeks apart, he buried himself to the hilt. Her scream mixed with pain and pleasure was the reward. Pulling out slowly he reached around her, to find the tiny jewel. Rubbing it forcefully, his teeth ran down the length of her spine. “Tell me, how you want it. How do you want me to fuck you? Want it slow and easy? Or do you want me to fuck you hard and fast until you cum all over my cock?”


“Fast, uhhh I want it hard.” The next thrust was exactly how she liked it. The man was turning her into a hussy. Right now she didn’t care as he began moving slowly behind her. The finger abandoned her clit so he could hold her waist in a tight grip. The hard cock was driving into her with ease and skill. “Faster, please don’t stop.”


“Reach under and play with your pussy. Rub your clit for me,” he felt the walls tighten around him as she stimulated herself. Keeping her from moving he used some of his youkai speed to drive into the trembling passage. Feeling her cuming all over the throbbing shaft, his own release was found. With a few more thrusts, the thick seed was emptied without care.


Keiko closed her eyes as the wave began to die out. Once again he rolled to his side, putting distance between them. The urge to cuddle up next to him was strong. Emptiness filled her as he gave her his back. No doubt he wanted to get some sleep before they left and headed home. Home, it was a foreign word to her now. Her parents had went to seeing about moving her stuff on over while she was gone. Today she’d be in her new home with the man she’d married. The man that was softly snoring while she felt like crying. She’d always imagined being married to a man that loved her. True he could please her body but he was lacking in the attention department otherwise. She’d made the mistake of trying to hold him yesterday after a round of sex. His cold voice had told her simply that he didn’t like it. The sex was allowed but he didn’t want her touching him otherwise.


Rolling over she got comfortable and tried to relax. He was asleep so there was little chance of him waking her again. She’d accepted this, as the old saying went; she’d made her bed so it was time to lie in it. He’d said the relationship was merely for convenience. Not once had he mentioned anything more. All she knew was that he obviously found her attractive and didn’t mind her presence. As far as deeper emotions they weren’t there and never would be. The arrangements were made so she would have her own room at the apartment. She was to leave her bedroom door unlocked at night in case he wanted in. He’d given her parents the money to also pick up a computer for her schooling. Sighing, she tried to get some rest. No use worrying over what couldn’t be changed.


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The pounding on the door almost made her drop the meat she’d been cutting. Setting it down upon the cutting board, she washed her hands. Drying them on the apron, she wondered who’d be rude enough to pound like that. Kurama wasn’t due home for another hour. Looking around she made sure there wasn’t anything left laying around before heading for the living room. It had taken weeks but she’d gotten use to the daily chore of being a house wife. In the mornings she’d make breakfast, see Kurama off to work and begin her classes, they’d last until after noon. Then she’d set about doing her daily chores of cleaning. If she had time before needing to prepare dinner she’d do a little bit of studying. Having the dinner ready was something she tried to have done before he came home. While she prepared and set the table he’d take a shower. Dinner was usually a pleasant affair, them conversing about his day and hers.


At night things were different. He’d allow her time to take a shower and relax before coming to her. It was an every night routine for them. Leaving her door unlocked, whenever he was ready he’d come in long enough to sate his needs. She had no complaints about the sex, she was satisfied. Then he’d go back to his room when done. That was what got to her. The need for some companionship was driving her insane. She’d always cared about him as a friend, now she wanted more. Each day that passed she couldn’t wait for him to get home. Even with him being cold and distant she found herself having feelings. She was being stupid but that didn’t make them go away. She was there to be a warm body to fuck at night, nothing more. He’d chosen her so there wouldn’t be an emotional attachment. He’d proven that already, he didn’t care about her. Not in the way she wanted.


“I’m coming.” She hollered to the person on the other side. The knocking came again as she pulled the chain aside to open it. Seeing her former boyfriend standing there wearing a deep scowl made her cringe. She hadn’t known he was back from the Makai. “Hey Yusuke.”


“Don’t hey me. So it’s true? I didn’t want to believe it when Kuwabara told me that you’d ended up with Kurama. What the fuck are you thinking? He’s my friend Keiko but he’s not going to give you what you want.” He frowned when she tried to slam the door in his face. Reaching out he pushed it back open but she was already walking away. The small shoulders were tensed as she entered the kitchen. “Dammit, talk to me. Why did you do it? I know for a fact that Kurama never wanted a relationship while here. Better yet, why did he do it? The pressure from his mother couldn’t be that bad, not for him. “


“Did it ever occur to you that I did it because I love him?” Tears stung her eyes, realizing there was some truth behind the words. How strong it was she didn’t know but she wouldn’t admit the truth to Yusuke. Then he’d feel guilty that she was in this fake marriage. Not to mention he’d be pissed at Kurama for forcing her into it. She didn’t want to cause a rift in their friendship. “His reasons, you’ll have to ask him.”


“Dammit, are you sure this is right? Are you happy?” He could smell the faint hint of tears as she nodded. It wasn’t his right to ask her but he knew what Kurama had told him. The man had sworn to never get involved with a human female. That’s exactly what Keiko was. What had made the man change his mind?


“Yes, please don’t question my reasons. I am happy with where I am. What are you doing home so soon? I thought you were spending some time with Hiei?” She walked into the kitchen needing to finish up dinner. The clock was slowly gaining time on her. With any luck she’d have it done before he made it home from work.


As dinner was prepared he caught her up with the latest news of the Makai and Hiei. Seemed they were doing great but the koorime was also in the Ningenkai visiting with Yukina for a few days. As she pulled the meat out of the oven the boy got up to reach up behind her. His fingers going for a piece. Seeing the hand coming up from her side she swatted at it. There was no way Kurama would be forced to come home to food Yusuke had picked over.


Kurama cleared his throat, anger making him see red. He had been shocked to sense Yusuke there. But to find the man standing so close to his wife made him want to attack without asking. Not only did the boy appear comfortable with his arms around her but her giggle said she didn’t mind the attention. “Yusuke!”


“Hey man,” Yusuke didn’t miss the glare in the man’s eyes. Okay, someone wasn’t in a good mood. Not wanting to cause problems, he decided to take his leave. Hiei would be waiting for him anyways back at the shrine. Giving Keiko a quick kiss on the cheek he wished her farewell. He tried to smile at the fox but it went unnoticed. The man was staring at the girl. It was their problems, whatever had the man pissed. If he stayed and tried to but in it would only make things worse on Keiko.


Keiko reached in the drawer expecting him to head upstairs as soon as the front door shut. As per habit he’d come to the kitchen long enough to greet her then head on up. Hearing his foot steps crossing the tile made her pause. Keep a tight hold on the plates, she spun around to see what he wanted. The anger reflecting in those deep green eyes made her pause. Was he mad about something. The tip pinched lips made her gasp, “What?”


It angered him worse when she tried to walk around him. Clenching his fists, he moved aside. The sound of her placing the dishes upon the table was followed by his harsh voice. “What the hell was Yusuke doing here? Or better yet do you want to explain why he had his arms around you? I thought we had an agreement and the first day he is back you are already trying to go back on your word.”


She flinched at the harsh words seconds before anger flared to life. The jerk knew Yusuke was with Hiei. Would be hard for her to make a move on a man when she was missing the right appendage. She’d kept her word, she hadn’t messed with another man. “You jerk! How dare you accuse me of anything. I’m not the one that has females calling him at all hours. So what if Yusuke came by, I did nothing wrong. Then again it might be a good idea to see if he’s at least bi-sexual. Maybe he won’t roll over when he’s done.”


“You remember what I told you.” He grabbed her arm when she turned to leave. She flinched as his fingers buried in the soft skin. The sound didn’t phase him, her words fueling his jealousy and anger. It stung everyday knowing that she was still in love with another man. How could he allow himself to get close when he’d be the one left out in the end? “Try something like this again and I will forget Yusuke is a friend. You belong to me; he may have your pathetic emotions but you’re body belongs to me. Is that understood?”


Tears stung at the words. Her emotions were pathetic? What she felt meant nothing to him. She was still nothing more to him than a hole in which to stick his brain. Her eyes landed on his mouth that pinched tight as his grip tightened. She would surely be sporting bruises in the morning. Giving a good yank she struck out when he refused to let go. The sound of the slap ringing in the small kitchen.


Kurama felt the sharp palm collide with his unprepared cheek. She gasped as his hand flew up between them. The back of his hand cracked across her jaw. The blow hard enough to knock her back into the table. As she fell the few dishes that had been recently placed went with her outstretched arms. He swore as she landed on the floor. “Shit.”


Keiko groaned past the throbbing pain in her jaw. The bastard had actually hit her back. A piece of the plate lay next to her hand. Anger made her react, the fingers picking up what was left of the plate. As he took a step forward, she hurled it at him. Being unprepared it cracked across his shoulder. She swore, pissed that it had missed his head entirely. The anger was back in his eyes as she tossed the steak knife that had also fallen.


He dodged the knife easily seeing her going for it. As she tried to scramble up, he tackled her back to the hard floor. She screamed as he landed on her and began to fight. Arms swung at him leaving no choice but to pin them. Both wrist were gripped tight with one hand as she bucked under him. “I told you not to anger me. Should I remind you who you belong to?”


“Get off me, I don’t want you to touch me.” Keiko tried to move as his free hand pushed up the dress. The sound of her panties tearing made her kick at the man. She wouldn’t let him take her this way. No amount of struggling could get him off, she was no match for him. Finally after minutes of trying, she settled onto the floor. It was hard to breath from her exertion and panic. The hand had found the small jewel buried between her legs.


He groaned smelling the hint of her arousal. At the first sign of moisture, he shoved a finger in the opening. She stiffened at the action but her body betrayed her. Soon the digit was coated with the juices as he used his thumb to tease the small nerve. Not a sound escaped her mouth as he prepared her. When he deemed her wet enough, his hands went for the button of his pants. As soon as the zipper was down, he freed himself enough. His member sprang free of the boxers.


Keiko tensed when he suddenly entered her. Tears sprang to slide down her temples as he began moving over her without any care. Within seconds she felt herself going dry as he took her brutally. That caused the friction to be more painful. The length began pulling at the walls, making her whimper. Teeth dug into the junction of her neck, piercing the skin. Something hot and sticky oozed down the slope of her back as he pulled away. There was no denying the pain as he started to slam into the dry passage. Fear crept into her soul seeing the once emerald eyes flickering to gold as he stared at her with hatred. It was the only emotion she could describe. The pure intensity of the emotion caused her heart to ache and break. There was no remorse or regret over the abuse he was dishing out. When she felt the need to break down beginning to consume her, he gasped into her neck. The feel of his hot seed filling her made her wince.


As he pulled himself back and away from her. Hands went for the hem of the dress, trying to cover herself from view. Despair filled her when he jumped to his feet. Without bothering to zip up his pants, he strolled out of the kitchen. Shame and sorrow washed over her, the soreness between her legs calling attention to itself. The sound of the shower starting made her move. The longing to get away too great to be ignored. Not bothering to see about a fresh set of underwear, she went to the key rack. Grabbing only hers, she slipped on sandals. Running out the front door, closing it was forgotten as she darted down the stairs to the parking lot.

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“That’s the third time today Keiko. When are you going to talk to him?” Mrs. Yukimora put the kettle back on the stove. How long would her daughter make the man wait? She’d been back for over two weeks. All she would tell them was they’d gotten into a big fight. It was apparent she wanted to talk to the man. Every time the phone rang she’d stare at it. The girl looked like death warmed over. Dark lines were visible beneath the red eyes. Her face was pale and worn, “Listen to me honey. Every marriage is going to have it’s ups and down. That’s why the vows say for better or for worse.”


“I know mom, it’s just. I wouldn’t know what to say if I went back.” She stared at the steaming cup of tea. Maybe her mother had a point. He’d been calling everyday since he’d found her gone. That didn’t mean anything, he might be calling to tell her to get her things. There was no way he’d want her back after what he’d done. Some of it was her fault for saying things she didn’t mean and then hitting him. Not every man was Yusuke and would allow a woman to strike them. She had a temper just as he did. No matter what he did she didn’t want her ex back. The thought of being with another now, left a bitter taste in her mouth. She missed him and wished things hadn’t turned out this way.


“Try to work things out dear. I’m sure whatever it was can be worked though. He obviously misses you with how much he’s been calling. Just give him a chance to talk, that’s the least you can do. Besides look at you, you’re a wreck. You can’t tell me you don’t want to go back.”


“You’re right. I’ll go after I get cleaned up.” She stood up to go take a quick shower. She’d leave the few clothes she had here incase the need to return hit. First she had to talk to him before deciding what to do. There was little chance of him apologizing over what had occurred. He wasn’t the type to say sorry or admit he’d done anything wrong. It didn’t matter, she needed to know if he wanted her back. The thought left a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Why would he want her back? Someone that looked like him could easily find someone to replace her. He was a fine cook and housekeeper. The most important thing was he didn’t love her, she was irrelevant.


The drive took a while, taking a few spins around the block before she got up the nerve to enter the place. As she pulled into the parking lot, she noticed his car missing. Meant he’d not long called from work. The keys slid into the lock as the door swung open. A tall man with short curly hair smiled down at her. She recognized him from a party she’d attended a month ago, right before the fight. It was one of the men that worked for Kurama. “Um, hello.”


“Hey, I’m on my way out sorry. Would love to stay and chat but I have to head into town. You’re Shuichi’s wife right?” At her nod he sighed in relief. Good now the man could stop being such an ass to everyone. “He’s at work now. I’m not sure if he told you but he’s been letting me stay with him for the past week. Me and my wife had a slight problem with the plumbing in our house. It’s going to take another week for the contractor to fix the floors. Hope you don’t mind, he set us up in the spare room.”


“Nah, I don’t mind.” She stammered at the pleasant man. So a couple had been staying with him. Where had he put her belongings? She’d be pissed if he burnt them. If she remembered correctly his wife had been expecting and was showing at the party. “How is your wife?”


“She’s doing great but went to visit her parent’s this morning and won’t be back until this evening. We’ll have to catch up when I get back later I’m afraid. You will be here?” He quirked and eyebrow waiting to see her answer. Praying that the answer was yes. As much as he appreciated a place to stay his usual pleasant boss had been a tad on the grumpy side lately. Everyone at work knew he was out of sorts with his wife. With her slight nod he sighed in relief, “Great, I’m Arec if you don’t remember.”


“Keiko,” she extended her hand for a quick shake. With a cocky grin, he darted past her and down the stairs. Deciding to stay until he got home, she wanted to see what had happened to her stuff. She made a vow that if he’d trashed it he wouldn’t like the state of his apartment when he got home. A smirk crossed her face before she turned the knob and stepped into the living room.


A harsh cry escaped her lips seeing the state of the place. Someone had beaten her to the punch. The place was trashed. Garbage was everywhere, dishes were piled on the inn table. Clothes were tossed all over the furniture. A dark brown stain was on the deep rose carpet she’d been so fond of. Walking over to the mess she placed her finger down. It was still semi-sticky, meaning it had been spilt recently. Probably just this morning, but someone had been too lazy to clean it up. Cursing she walked over to the cabinet to retrieve her vacuum. What the fuck had Kurama been letting them do in her? She didn’t want to look at the kitchen or bathroom yet.


Pulling her jacket off it was placed on the arm of the couch. The stain would be the first thing to get rid of. Applying the shampoo in the correct bin, she went into the kitchen to get water. The sight almost made her run out the door and drive fast for the harbor. It was worse then the living room. It was shocking to believe someone as tidy as Kurama would allow his home to get so nasty. Flies buzzed around the left over food and trash. The once spotless kitchen was a wreck. Even the crack plates from that day had been pushed in the corner. Pain etched across her face as the memory came back in a flood. The clock on the microwave stated that it was already after ten. It left a few hours before anyone would be back.


Shaking it off, she went to the sink to get the needed water. After placing it back in the vacuum she felt her curiosity stirring. The urge to know what he’d done with her things came back. Her journey took her to the room she’d been staying in. It was packed with four suitcases. Going to the closet she saw a few boxes marked as the couples. None of her things remained behind. Not that she had much but her clothes were no longer there. Biting her bottom lip she shut the door behind her. His room was across from hers, was it in there? Needing to know, she stepped into the room. It wasn’t as bad as the rest of the home but a few of his belongings were strewn across the bed and floor. His laundry was piled up in the hamper.


The creamy white dresser that had been in her room was now sitting next to his. Quickly walking over she dug through, all her clothes were still there. Next she hit the closet to find that her things were hanging next to his. Knowing that there was no way she’d be able to wait for him in the pigsty, she dug through her dresser to find something suitable to wear. After changing into an old t-shirt and grey sweat pants, she went back out into the living room.


The spot on the floor was the first task she took on. If she had to guess it was coffee. Seeing that the cleaner wouldn’t do the trick she had to fetch some cleaning materials out of the bathroom. It took thirty minutes of scrubbing to get the blasted stain out. Seeing that it was gone, she wiped the sweat from her brow. Someone had the furnace up too high also. After turning it down, she grabbed a few garbage bags knowing it would take that many.


An hour later she had four trash bags sitting by the front door and dishes piled up at the sink. Not bothering to separate who’s laundry belonged to who, she had them in the appropriate piles in the washroom. Sticking the first load in, she went to take the trash outside to the large green can. The cold air helped to cool her heated skin. Who could someone make that big of a mess? Whomever had cooked, had burnt half the meals leaving the left overs to cake upon the pots. She didn’t look forward to doing the dishes. Putting them in the washer was out of the question. No matter what the commercial or advertisements said a squirt of water wasn’t going to get that shit off.


Walking back into the apartment she was greeted by the sound of the answering machine picking up. Kurama’s voice came over the speakers. Her heart twisted at the sound, the message was for Arec. He was informing the man that his meeting had been cancelled and he’d be home for dinner around six. Then ending it asking the man to order out instead of cooking. Not that she could blame him, someone didn’t know how to cook. Deleting the message, she went into the kitchen. She had four hours still to get the house clean and dinner done.


While doing the plates, it was interrupted long enough to swap out the laundry. Taking the dry load she placed it on his bed. Getting more going, she went back to the dishes. Two hours later she had dinner in the oven and folding laundry. There was one load left to do but the rest of the house was clean. She’d even gotten around to cleaning up the other bedroom and bathroom. How long it would stay that way was to be seen. They would have a clean table to eat at if anything.


After all the clothes were washed and folded, she took what she believed to be the couples and set them on the bed. There was no way she’d put them away for the two. Going back into the bedroom, she did put Kurama’s up. Making sure to hang up what was needed first. As she was placing the socks in the top drawer, the front door opened and a woman’s voice was heard. Tucking a stray hair behind her ear, she went out to great the two.


“Keiko, it’s good to see you again.” Tamiko smiled at the flushed woman. Had the two made up? Arec had said the woman had shown up and said she was staying. Looking around she noticed the clean apartment. It explained the woman’s pale features and the tired lines creasing her brow. “How are you feeling dear?”


“Great, my you’re really showing now.” Keiko studied the large belly. She was just thankful they were considerate enough to take off their shoes before stepping on her freshly washed carpet. “Kurama called and he’ll be home for dinner shortly. I have dinner in the oven, it should be ready by then. I also washed your laundry, hope you don’t mind. It’s on the bed waiting to be put up. He should be home soon, so I’m going to jump in the shower.”


They nodded and thanked her, it was the most she was going to get. Taking the apron off she tossed it into the hamper. She stank of sweat, garbage and bleach. Peeling the stained and ruined clothes, she tossed them in the trash. There wasn’t enough detergent in the world to get the smell out.


The warm water made her want to melt as it beat across her tired form. She hadn’t driven over here expecting to spend the day cleaning. It had helped keep her mind off things while waiting. Now, she was at a point of complete mental shut down. Not being able to sleep well since leaving she had been tired to begin with. Her body didn’t feel like moving anymore. The last two mornings she’d woken up sick on her stomach. Her nerves were all shot to hell and back. What she needed was to lay down and pass out for a few days. Dream of some place nice and remain there until she was ready to face the world.


Getting out of the stall was a chore, her limbs protesting. Drying her hair took the last of her energy. Pulling on a fresh gown and panties, she walked over to the bed; his bed. It was larger than her own and smelt exactly like him. She’d never been in it before and admitted it was soft. With the couple taking her room, she had no where else in which to lay down. They could get dinner out when he got home or whenever. She had to take a small nap before she keeled over from exhaustion. The intoxicating smell of roses lulled her to sleep within minutes.


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Kurama pulled into the parking lot, not really wanting to go inside. He spotted the couple’s car sitting in it’s usual spot. Hopefully the man had gotten his message and would have dinner ordered already. He was starving but he doubted he’d eat much. His appetite was all but gone, his mind centered on one thing. He’d tried to call the restaurant one more time but no one had answered. Should he just go over there? He wasn’t sure what she’d told her parents. Keiko’s mother didn’t sound angry at him but there had been worry in her voice.


Part of him wished the couple would leave already. He’d agreed to them staying because they couldn’t afford a hotel for two weeks while their floors got fixed. With the baby coming their money was tight. He’d given them Keiko’s room unsure if she’d come back. Not that he could blame her if she didn’t. He’d promised that he’d never hurt her and done just that. If she were to come he wouldn’t force it, she’d have to come on her own. Hopefully it wouldn’t be until the couple left. As much as he missed her the couple tended to be annoying. He wanted to spare her that at least.


He sighed knowing what mess waited on him. If they hadn’t added to it yet. He hadn’t had the energy or desire to do any cleaning. Being around the couple, watching them kiss and fawn over each other man him feel empty. He’d have to at least get the stain out of the carpet from the coffee he’d spilt this morning on the way to work. If it sat too long then he’d need to hire a professional cleaner to see to it.


The door was unlocked so he walked right on in. As he stepped inside he looked at the door number to make sure he had the right apartment. It was possible in his state of mind to go to the wrong place. He’d been scatter-brained of late. His mind unable to focus on much but the girl that he’d pushed away. Arec came walking out of the kitchen sipping on a cup of tea. Kurama smiled thankful that the couple had finally cleaned up after themselves. “Evening, did you get my message?”


“What message? I saw no message, oops did you need something man?” He took a sip of the steaming fluid. He had to hand it to the man’s wife, she was an excellent cook. The tea was the best he’d had in years. He loved his own wife dearly but she was much of a homemaker.


“No, I was just letting you know I’d be home early.” His nose picked up the smell of something appealing, herbs? Had they gotten dinner anyways? There was no way they’d made dinner, not with it smelling so good. If it wasn’t edible he’d just head out after taking a shower to pick up something. Maybe go by and see if Keiko was home. “I asked you to pick something up for dinner. Something smells good, what did Tamiko make?”


“Yeah right, I think we both know my wife can’t cook. Keiko showed up when I was leaving this morning. I came back and the place was clean and she had dinner in the oven. She went to take a shower about thirty minutes ago, I haven’t seen her since. She’s probably still in the room unless she jumped out the window.”


“Thank you,” Kurama placed his coat in the closet and slipped his shoes off. Dinner forgotten, he made towards the bedroom. Instinct almost had him going for the extra bedroom. Knowing she wouldn’t go in there with the couple staying, he went for his door. His nose caught her scent as the door opened. The sweet smell of vanilla caused his heart to jump. His eyes took in the fact that she’d cleaned up his room also. She’d fallen asleep facing away from the door.


Making sure not to disturb her, he went to the other side and climbed on the bed. As the mattress creaked under the weight, she didn’t stir. The deep breathing made him smile, she was in a deep sleep. Laying beside her, he reached out to remove the hair that had fallen to rest across her face. He was shocked to see the pale features, there was almost no color to her once pink lips. Dark circles stood out against the pasty context of her face. She didn’t feel feverish but looked exhausted. Had she cleaned up the entire apartment by herself? Most likely since the couple hadn’t bothered to do so on their own before now.


He wanted to speak to her but refrained from waking her up. Letting her rest, he went out to see about getting some dinner. Feeling somewhat better that she’d returned on her own. If she was coming to say goodbye, she’d have gotten her things and left. Not taken the time to clean and make dinner. Knowing that he might have a second chance, he joined his guests.


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Keiko woke up to the smell of bacon. Her stomach growled at the enticing scent. Opening dry eyes, she gasped seeing the sun shining in the window. Snapping her head to the right, the clock showed after seven. Had she slept all night? The bedroom door was open, the other woman peered in. The last person she wanted to see right now. As she sat up in the bed a wave of nausea stirred. The inside of her mouth was stuffed with cotton. Had Kurama came home last night or stayed out? She couldn’t recall noticing him in the bed. Or had he slept on the couch? “What’s that smell?”


“Oh, Shuichi is making breakfast.” She went for the woman’s robe. The baby rolled around as she walked over to Keiko. The girl was pale and looked absolutely peaked. Helping her put the robe on she asked. “I’m going shopping later, would you like to come along?”


“Um, I don’t know. I need to talk to him before I do anything.” Keiko sighed, her legs felt like spaghetti. Her nerves were standing on edge as they made it to the kitchen. Seeing him standing in front of the sink, made what strength she had leave her. Moving quickly to a chair, she sat down. What would he say to her?


“Damn, that smells great. Not very often you find a man that can cook.” Tamiko placed a hand over her round stomach. She didn’t miss the look that crossed the man’s face as he turned to see his wife sitting there. Why didn’t Arec look at her like that? Seeing the other girl was still tired she fixed two plates. Shuichi handed her the needed utensils.


Keiko couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eyes but felt the intensity of the gaze. She almost jumped when the plate was pushed in front of her. It consisted of some sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs and toast. The smell wafted up to her nose, making her mouth water. Just as her stomach growled it gave a hard lurch. A knot tightened in the back of her throat. Slapping a hand over her mouth, the chair clattered as she made a rush for the bathroom.


“Well, I’ll be damned. Well you are in either case.” She laughed hearing the sound of retching echoing down the hall. So she’d been right the girl was pregnant. Explained the pallor of her skin and why she looked peaked. She was sure she saw the girl turn green as she sat up in bed. No doubt trying to fight off the first waves of morning sickness. “So, how far is she?”


Tamiko sighed when he got that same dumbfounded expression that her husband liked to wear. “Please, don’t tell me. Are all men clueless? Come on, I’ve been there. She’s looks like death warmed over, she is tired. She’s peaked and now she just went to go hurl after smelling food. It’s not the cooking, it’s not as good as hers but it’s edible. She has morning sickness, I’d bet my wedding ring on it.”


Keiko swore her insides were coming up as another set of dry heaves caused her stomach to clench. The back of her throat was on fire as she somehow managed to bring up some more acid. Now she was thankful she’d taken the time to clean out the porcelain bowl. She’d would have vomited having to stare down at stains. She groaned hearing someone walking into the bathroom. How embarrassing! A hand touched her shoulder as she gagged into the pot.


“Are you okay?” Kurama went to squat at her side. The sound of her heaving made him cringe. Reaching forward he grabbed the clump of hair that was threatening to fall into the bowl. Pulling it back from her face, he noticed how pale she’d become. Was it possible? They’d been together for almost three months, not once had they used protection. Now that he thought about it they’d done it almost every night. They hadn’t stopped because of her monthly coming on.


“No, I’m dying. Get out so I can do it in peace.” Her stomach twisted as he stood up. The sound of him turning the faucet on made her glance up. What the fuck is wrong with her? Had she contacted a virus at the restaurant? She tried to protest when he handed her the damp rag before picking her up off the cold floor. “Put me down I might have to barf again. What is wrong with me? Uh my throat hurts.”


He carried her to the bedroom, placing her back down upon the bed. “Are you telling me you hadn’t realized yet that you are pregnant?” He frowned when all the color left from her face. Disbelief and shock crossed over the fragile features. So she hadn’t known or figured it out. Taking the rag from her trembling hands, he wiped the sweat from her face. He couldn’t find it in himself to be angry at the news. It was mostly his fault, he hadn’t bothered to take precautions or pull out. “Don’t worry, we will work it out.”


“No it’s not. You aren’t the one that can’t eat. I’m the one that feels like shit.” She stammered past the cloth wiping her mouth. The nasty taste of vomit still clung to her tongue. As if sensing her distress, he walked out of the room. She brought herself to sit up, keeping her stomach more settled than when she was laying down. Was it possible, a child? She hadn’t had her period since they’d gotten married. She’d been so upset and worried about everything else she hadn’t thought about it. Would he want it? Or was his idea of working it out include aborting it? He’d told her he didn’t want a family.


She saw him coming back in the room with a cup. Handing it over, she could smell the mouth wash. Thanking him, she tipped it to her mouth. The mint taste almost made her retch again so she quickly spit it out. It was taken from her then placed on the night stand. How would he react to what she was about to say? If it was true then she’d want to keep it. It wasn’t in her to destroy an innocent life. “If I am, I want to keep it.”


“I know, I am okay with that. I wasn’t planning on having a family but it is also my child. I promise I will not abandon either of you.” He cupped her chin forcing her to look up at him. There was no deceit in the chocolate orbs, just uncertainty and fear. His thumb rubbed across the dry bottom lip. Would she stay with him? Could they put what had happened behind them? “I’m glad you came back. I swear I’ll never hurt you again.”


Did he mean that or was he telling her what she wanted to hear? He had no reason to care either way. She wasn’t sure what to say. It wasn’t an apology but she doubted she’d ever get one from him. He wasn’t the type to admit he’d done a wrong. Going against her better judgement she decided to believe what he said. “Where am I going to sleep? You gave them my bed.”


“You can sleep with me, the bed is large enough.” He saw the hesitation as he spoke. Would she be able to get over the pain he’d caused. He wouldn’t take her against her will again. He’d stayed in the room with her last night. It had felt nice to have her sleeping so close. Waking up in the middle of the night, he’d found himself partially trapped under her. “Come, you need to try to eat.”

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Kurama tried to relax as the girl moved over him. His hips stressed to lift off the bed. He had to be content gripping the sheets as she rocked. The slick heat lowered back down over his aching cock. The friction made him twitch as she reached behind herself to cup the twin sacs. Bliss made his eyes roll, white heat surging through his veins. The slow penetration was driving him insane, keeping him on the edge of release without pushing him over.


Keiko felt the knot twist as his face contorted with pleasure. It wasn’t very often that he allowed her to be in control. Having been granted the chance to take the dominate role, she relished the idea of making him beg for what he wanted. She knew it wouldn’t be long before he gave in. Squeezing the soft sac more firmly, she picked up her pace some. Riding him faster, as his hips left the bed.


His eyes opened when she leaned forward bringing her face close to his. The look in her eyes was positively evil as she proceeded to grind against him. His hand caught the nape of her neck, pulling her mouth down. Catching the part lips in a hot kiss, his tongue mocked the motion of her hips. She didn’t stop him from wrapping an arm around her waist. In under a second he had her pinned beneath him. The slim legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer.


She let him have his way, as he began to move. The thrust were steady and quick, the shaft stroking her to completion. Even as he slammed into the welcoming passage, he made sure not to put any weight upon her mid-section. While earth shattering, the thrusts were gentle. The care he was showing made her pull him deeper, needing more. The muscles tightened around him, pulling at the length.


He panted, his was breath quick and shallow. As she came down from the orgasm he allowed himself the oncoming wave of pleasure. After he was spent he rolled to the side, not wanting to crush her. She automatically rolled over to place an arm around his chest. A content sigh escaped him, his arm going around her shoulders.


Keiko let herself get lost in the small embrace. Things weren’t as much as she wanted but they’d come a long ways from the beginning of the marriage. Placing hand over the swell of her stomach she chewed her bottom lip. The sexual activities having woken the sleeping babe. Knowing she should get some rest, she let herself get comfortable in the hold. Since the couple had left them she’d remained in the room. The day after they’d gone back to their own home, she’d waited for him to announce she was to go back to her own room. Instead he’d let her fall asleep with him again. While in the bed, he didn’t seem to mind the cuddling anymore. The only thing she found lacking was the attention he still showed outside of the bedroom.


He worried about her health and took care of her. Yet she longed to do something as simple as hold his hand whenever they went out, just to show the affection she felt for him. The only time she could show any love was behind the closed door. It wasn’t much but she tried to be happy with what she had. She loved him, she’d take what she could from him.


Kurama listened to her even breathing as she slept. His hold tightened as he buried his nose in the soft confines of hair. She still smelt strongly of vanilla mixed with his own scent. Sighing he let himself enjoy the feel of her. Would she accept it if he asked for more? To make it a real marriage? It had begun as an arrangement for him but now he couldn’t imagine losing her. It was the thought of her that got him through his long days at work. It was more than just sex to him now. Despite the coming birth of the child, he wanted to keep her. Did he love her? His heart leapt at the thought, knowing she meant a lot to him.


Both families were excited about the baby. He was nervous about what kind of father he’d be. Tomorrow they had plans to re-do the extra room. Yusuke and Hiei were visiting the Ningenkai for the next two months. He was going to have the boy help him repaint the room to a soft pink. Keiko had her last ultrasound, allowing them to see the sex of the child. He couldn’t imagine having a tiny Keiko running around. Would the girl look like him or her mother? He’d already bought the crib and what else was needed. They’d just been waiting to find out what they were having before painting.


She stirred in his arms as he felt the large abdomen shift against his side. He couldn’t imagine trying to sleep with something moving around inside him. But the girl didn’t wake, being use to the movement. Placing a hand on the soft mound, he was rewarded by the feeling of a foot kicking underneath his palm. That got Keiko’s attention and she grunted. His fingers caressed over the stretched belly, trying to get another reaction. The lump shifted as a hand slapped at him, “Stop that.”


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The clerk handed her the receipt as she grabbed the bag off the counter. Not wanting to carry it around it was stashed in her bag. Kurama and Yusuke were home redoing the nursery. So he’d told her to go shopping for last minute things, not wanting her to be around the fumes. There really wasn’t anything more needed but she had found a cute blanket. Another sleeper that had Daddy’s Angel written on the front. It was for newborns, she had to get it.


She didn’t have anywhere else to go so drove to the park. A walk would do her some good while waiting for them to get done. She’d already went by her parent’s and wasn’t expected home for another three hours. A few kids were running to the swings as she walked by. They laughed as she waddled past like a penguin. Only two weeks and she’d be welcoming their daughter into the world. Said little one began to stir suddenly, brushing a foot against her ribs. “Active aren’t we.”


The kicking continued making her need to take a seat. The bench was near the forest away from the kids. It was peaceful, the view lovely. She placed a hand on the large swell trying to sooth the fetus. When that didn’t work she frowned, what was wrong with it? She thought she was the only one to suffer from sever cases of hormones. “You are going to kick out of there if you don’t stop.”


A shadow fell over her blocking the sun. Placing a hand over her eyes she looked up at the stranger. She wasn’t sure if she should snap him for blocking the sun or be afraid. He was standing incredibly close. The man had to be over six feet, with long black hair that was pulled back into a high pony tail. The features were soft, he could be considered handsome accept for the menacing look in his eyes. Red, bloody eyes stared down at her, fixated on her face. Fear coursed through her veins as he smiled, showing off sharp teeth along the bridge of his mouth. She opened her mouth to scream, a fist slammed into her jaw. As she tumbled to the ground she heard the kids yelling.


Pain exploded in her back as he delivered a kick to her stomach. Gasping for air she tried to get to her feet. Rough hands grabbed her by the hair. A dirty rag smelling of urine was placed over her nose. The stench made her stomach heave in revulsion. Screaming was heard in the background as stars appeared, then nothing.

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Kurama glanced back the clock and decided to get call. Yusuke kept fiddling with the crib as he grabbed the phone. Keiko should have been home over an hour ago. He didn’t want to appear like he was keeping tabs on her but he was getting worried. It was getting dark and she was close to her due date. Mrs. Yukimora picked up the line, “Hey, it’s Shuichi. Keiko isn’t still there is she? No? What time did she leave? I see, no she hasn’t gotten home yet. Thanks, I’ll tell her to call when she gets in.”


“Not there either?” Yusuke put the screw in. As it slid back out the hole he swore. The thing was fucking confusing and they weren’t halfway done. Seeing the worry crossing the fox’s face he put the screw back in the tiny bag. “Give me a few minutes, go ahead and make a few calls and see if she is anywhere else. I’ll call over to the Genkai’s if you want and talk to Hiei. See if we can’t find her.”


Seeing the man go to the phone, Yusuke walked out into the living room to retrieve his cell phone. Grabbing it off the inn table, his eyes landed on the front door. Something white was pushed halfway through the crack. Going for the paper he yelled for the other man. Praying it was a note from Keiko, he snatched it out. As he flipped it open, tears welled in his eyes.


Kurama walked into the room. The look of anguish on his face made his heart stop. He snatched the piece of paper out of his hold. Opening it up he read the condemning words, ‘You’re wife and child are dead.’ Pain gripped him as it fell from his fingers. It couldn’t be true, someone was playing with him. “Call Hiei now.”


Nodding Yusuke did that, hanging up when the apparition agreed to begin searching. Slipping his shoes on he watched Kurama do the same. He could only hope that is was a lie. Seeing the way the man’s shoulders slumped in defeat made him want to comfort him. In the back his own anger was trying to surface. It was dim in the anguish of thinking that Keiko might be gone. “What are you going to do man?”


“I’m going to find my family.” He stepped out the door. Not caring who was watching he quickly transformed needing the extra speed. Heading for the direction of Hiei’s ki he took off. He wouldn’t allow her to be dead. If a youkai had delivered that letter than it had to be weak in comparison to himself. He’d made many enemies as Youko, was one of them foolish enough to try and get to him by his wife? Knowing that to face him head on would mean death. By taking what was his, it would mean a fate worse than death. It had to be weak enough to shield itself completely while delivering the note. He’d find them, even if they were gone. He’d made a promise, he wouldn’t abandon them. Even if it meant joining them in the afterlife. It was one oath he planned on keeping.


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The sharp kick to her side made her wake up. The pain was the first thing she noticed then the hot feeling between her legs. Moving wasn’t an option as a sharp pain ripped across her stomach. It was so intense she had to scream. A harsh voice told her to shut the fuck up, delivered with a kick to her thigh. Once the pain subsided she opened her eyes. Darkness surrounded her with the smell of mold. Taking in her surroundings she saw she was in a cave. Water dripped from the ceiling, the only light coming from a fire. The entrance was on the other side of the man.


Panic made her slid a hand between her legs. Pulling it up to her face a strange smell permitted the air. Much like copper mixed with something else. It looked black on her hands, blood. The bottom of her dress was soaked through. Another pain shot across her back and stomach. Not even two minutes after the last. The truth crashed over her as her voice was cut off my a rough hand squeezing the dry throat. Tears sprang forth as he shoved her head down. After the pain ceased she was able to get the question out, “What are you going to do?”


A small dagger was held up to her face, slicing the skin along her cheek. The man snickered seeing the fear and doom reflecting at him. The fox should have gotten his letter by now. This time tomorrow the man will have his brat delivered to him in several pieces. Youko Kurama had taken his child from him. He’d return the favor without any remorse. It made no difference that his son had been full grown and had sought the man seeking to prove his strength. He’d kill this child before the man had the pleasure to hold it. “Don’t worry love, you’ll enjoy it. First I’m going to fuck you. You really are a looker. Then I’m going to use this dagger here to carve that fucking demon spawn out of your belly. It was the one he used to kill my child. Only fitting that it be used to carve his own to pieces, don’t you think?”


Keiko screamed as another pain shot through her stomach. This one lasted longer than the other. A fist slammed into her face, turning it into a whimper. The pain ripping through her body made it unbearable to move. Hands pushed the dress up to yank the already soaked panties down. Legs shoved the trembling knees apart. Her whole abdomen felt like it was on fire. Something was inside there tearing at her innards. The pain was unbearable, a hand wrapped around her throat. This time keeping a hold hard enough to stop the next scream as he thrust into her.


The next contraction had her seeing black as he rocked over her. She was sure she was dying, this had to be hell. Tears streamed down her face, while his other hand roamed over her sore breasts. Hate blazed in her eyes as he grunted, uncaring of the extra amount of pain he was inflicting. The thick smell of fluid and blood caused her to gag. The youkai didn’t seem to mind the smell but thrust his hips. The next contraction came on top of the other, ending in a long intense session of pain.


She wasn’t sure how long she’d been in the cave or if Kurama knew she was missing yet. It had been long enough for her labor to start from when he’d delivered the first initial kick to her abdomen. She couldn’t imagine what damage it could do to her child if it tried to come while he was thrusting into her. He wasn’t that long but it would still hurt the child if he were to hit the soft scalp. Panic over road the pain as he kept shoving himself into the soaked bloody canal. Her fingers scrambled across the hard dirt floor. Searching for a rock, anything to get him off her.


Another contraction tore through her as her fingers brushed across something cold. The dagger he’d been careless enough to place beside them. As he closed his eyes in pleasure she turned the hilt in her palm. With a hoarse cry she brought the dagger up, the feel of it slamming into the man’s temple made her gasp. Yanking it out she heard his harsh cry of pain before slamming it back into the gushing hole. With a thick gurgle blood spewed out of his open mouth. Relief filled her briefly as he rolled to the side landing half on her leg.


Pain made her lay down for another couple of seconds. She had only a few seconds to push him off before the next one came. Looking around she searched for anything to help out her situation. What appeared to be her bag was on the ground not far away. Making sure the man wasn’t getting up, she crawled over to it. Digging through it she pulled out the cell phone. Flipping it open she waited for the pain to ease before dialing. She threw the contraption down when there was no service. Where the hell was she? The pain was constant now, the baby ready to come.


No help was coming, not in time to give her any pain medicine. So much for having her child in the hospital with a doctor present. Her hand yanked the torn shirt over her head. Placing it underneath herself. No one was there to catch the child, she wouldn’t have it coming out on the harsh rock. Leaning against the wall for support, she let the pain ride out. Biting on her bottom lip, she almost passed out.


Minutes later she felt the need to push. If the pain wasn’t so bad she’d swear she had to take a serious bowel movement. Screaming into the night air, she pushed as hard as she could. Thoughts of killing the fox entered her mind as a burning sensation ripped through her center. It was tearing her in half, another contraction washed over her. Taking a deep breath she gave one final push. She almost cried as it began to slip out. Feeling it halfway out she reached down, her hands wrapping around the small bundle. With a final push and tug of her hand, the lower half came out along with some fluid.


Seeing the tiny thing laying there. She picked it up, placing a finger in her mouth. Mucus came out freeing the airway. A small cry was heard as the tiny girl moved an arm. She wasn’t as small as Keiko had feared but looked like a little doll. Placing the crying babe in one arm she reached into the back. Pain shot through her stomach as the slight contractions continued. She knew it was the after birth trying to work it’s way out. It took a minute to get the blanket out and open. Using one of the bibs she’d just bought, it was used to wipe most of the mucus off. The only problem she had was severing the cord. The only thing sharp in the cave was buried in the man’s skull.


Taking a deep breath she did the unthinkable. The thick cord was placed between her teeth. Bile rose in her stomach as she bite down on the tissue. It severed under the enamel, separating the child from it’s mother. Tying it off as close as she could, she wrapped the baby in the blanket. It took several more minutes before the placenta to emerge. Placing the shirt between her own legs, she held the little girl. Soft red hair clung to the tiny head. With a deep sigh, she looked around. The corpse still didn’t move, the fire crackled as she closed her eyes.


As sleep crawled over her consciousness a hand went under her knees. Opening her eyes she saw a shiny bald head near her child. No voice came as she tried to scream for the man to get away. The sound of her baby crying made her heart ache. What were they going to do? “No, no.”

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Hiei stopped in his tracks, halting the other’s in their tracks. They should have known to search the Makai first. It had been hours since the girl had been taken. Every minute that passed made the outcome more bleak. Yusuke and Kurama pulled up besides him as he searched for whatever the jagan had picked up on. They were in Yusuke’s territory. “Someone is coming.”


Yusuke noticed the three bald men coming at a fast speed. He instantly recognized Hokeshin and waited for them to come to a stop. They’d be great help in finding the girl. The search wasn’t going well and he was beginning to despair about finding them alive. “Hokeshin.”


The bald man bowed to his king and then nodded at the two men. Just as he’d thought, they’d come for the girl. After taking her back with them she had begun muttering in her fevered state. Hearing the man’s name he’d instantly left to go in search of the man. Their healer had seen to doing what they could. “Ah, my King. Good to see you. We were actually coming in search of you. We’ve found a human girl upon our lands.”


“You found Keiko?” Yusuke snatched the man up by his shirt. “Tell me, how is she? Is she alive?” Seeing the man nod he felt his own relief. Kurama’s quick prayer was heard as he released the man.


“Yes, we found them in time. A few men were out scouting and heard the girl’s screams. We found her in a cave not far from here. Luckily we were there, the smell of blood would have soon attracted unwanted attention. Both her and the child are fine and resting.” He looked over at the redhead. Another one she’d been calling out for, “I take it you are the child’s father. Hard to miss with the hair sorry.”


“She had the baby?” Kurama felt like he’d been hit in the stomach. She hadn’t been due to have it for another two weeks. Would the child be okay? What of the man that had taken her? “Someone took her, did you happen to see anyone while you were there?”

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If you are referring to the corpse we found laying in the cave with a blade buried in his head then yes. We saw no others, so he was probably alone. If you will come this way we will take you to them.”


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Keiko looked up as the door was opened. A smile lit her face seeing the three men walk in. That was fast, the Hokeshin guy had said it might take a few days to find Yusuke. He’d only been gone a few hours. Soft eyes landed on the fox, relief clearly washing over his features. How did they get here so fast? Unless, they’d already been in the Makai. Her heart dipped knowing he’d been trying to find her. “You came for me.”


He walked over to the bed, hearing the door close behind Yusuke and Hiei as they left them alone. His eyes roamed over her face, needing reassurance that she was really alive. She scooted over giving him room. Sitting down, he faced her. His hand came up to cup her chin. She squeaked when he roughly pulled her against him. The fingers went for the nape of her neck. “You’re alive. I thought I’d lost you.”


“I told you I wouldn’t leave you.” Cupping his cheek she felt the wetness trailing down her face. The misty sheen of tears stared back at her. Was he really that upset? Running a thumb across the smooth skin, she smiled. “I love you.”


His eyes widened at the admission. It was words he’d never thought to hear from her. Closing the gap, he captured her lips. The salty taste of tears coating his tongue. She moaned as he deepened the kiss. Pulling back slightly he whispered across her parted mouth, “And I, you.”


Keiko smiled, her heart soaring. A shrieking cry drew her attention from the man. Reaching next to her she pulled the small bundle from her side. Pulling the blanket aside she pushed the baby into his arms. “By the way you get to have the next one.”


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