Falscher Mord

"Kurama!!" Kurama shot from the bed at the cry from the blue haired reaper that had come flying to her window. Her voice was desperate, much more frightened then it ever had been. "Kurama! Get out!!" Lifting himself from his bed and disintangling himself from his lovers arms.
"Botan, what's going on?" Kurama asked as he opened the window.
"No time!! Get Fate and get out of here!! NOW!"
"Botan!" Kurama asked in concern.
"They're coming Kurama...."
Fate was clad in a shirt just barely decent as she was dragged from the house, Kurama had only thrown on his uniform, Fate had woken to hear Botan telling him there was no time. She didn't know what was happening but for the fact that Kurama was now dragging her from their bed early in the morning hours and running her through the doors and out into the cold air. She could barely keep up with the fox, clasping his hand desperatly in attempt not to be lost. but then, there came a pair of arms embracing her from behind, wrapped about her waist. She felt her hand slipping from his as the arm pulled her back, lifting her from her feet. A scream escaped her lips in the form of his name. The scent, it was rather familiar. It was demon..
"Fate!" Kurama turned back. Demons, human looking in all aspects but definitly holding the scent of demons, clad in the uniforms of king Enma had gathered about his house. They had waited for them to leave! It was an ambush!! and one now held Fate to his chest, having just the slightest difficult in holding her from her struggles. "Bastards!" Reaching for the rose kept in his hair at all times he had just barely grasped the thorn covered stem, pulling the flower from his tresses when the blade was pressed to Fates throat. Frozen, he could not form the whip from the flora.
"Any resistance, and she will pay the price..." The guard of the king of judgement warned. Defeated, Kurama lowered his arm, dropping the rose to the ground. Soldiers from all around him, many more than neccisary considering he was unarmed and corroperating, and with much more force then needed, subdued him, twisting his arms behind his back and cuffing them there while others searched for possible weapons, even going so far as to pull his nails back to the point he gave a cry and tears formed in the corners of his eyes to check for seeds he may have hidden.
Botan came screaming through the door. "NO!" Tears streamed from her eyes. She was stopped and pushed to the ground by a particularly large guard, apparently the captain. She looked over as she saw them locking Fates hands behind her back as well, searching her just as roughly and often inappropreatly, bruising her delicate white sking with their crushing hands.
"King Enma will deal with your treatchery later wench. Keep your nose out of matters that do not concern you."

"Murder..." Kuwabara repeated. Botan, having no place to turn to had come to Yusuke and Kuwabara for help after the incident. They were currently standing in front of the desk of Koenema, the great Enma considered their matter not important enough for his time.
"Kurama couldn't murder anyone!! He couldn't hurt a fly! I mean sure he was a criminal in the past but that's all different now!! Release them!!" Yusuke began to rant and scream at the todler lord, ignoring all that he had told them.
"I would if I could but... well... their hair was found at the scene. The victim was actually clutching it in their hands. For any reason it is absolutly forbidden for demon to take human life. And to have it done so brutally, in such diregard...." Koenma had his face turned down. It was actually his father who had ordered for the two to be brought to the spirit world, Koenma had been in denial. He too, refused to believe it was his dectives, their very own Kurama and Fate that could murder in such cold blood. But once reality set it, it became all to clear that the evidence was solid. The hair had already been DNA'd and the trackers had led them to the two lovers. There would be no denying it anymore. There was nothing he could do to prove their innocence.
"God dammit you little shit!!! I will not let you allow them to hang for this!!! They didn't do it and you know it!!" Yusuke grabbed the lord by collar and pulled him forward across the desk till his face was directly into his face. "You're his son for christ sake!!! There's got to be something you can do!!! Postpone it until we can get the evidence to free them! Whatever happened to 'innocent until proven quilty' or 'fair trial'. Fuck!!" Tears were beginning to form at the corners of his eyes, ones that no matter how hard he fought to hold them back, they would not allow their path to be deterred.
"I'm sorry Yusuke. Even if they confess, all it would do is give them a quick death. If they deny the charges..." Koenma couldn't finish it.
"What??!!" Yusuke screamed.
"If they deny them they will be tortured until they confess or until they are dead, either way, the executers have their way." To the untrained eye Hiei would seem unfazed. Yet to those who knew him, there was an air about him, a slight tone to his voice, white knuckles and awaver in his stance. Hs eyes seemed a bit more watery for some reason. Kurumi stood by his side numbly, without expression or voice.