Shadow Dreaming

Author’s Note – Thank you to those of you who reviewed. I got some very nice comments, but I would love to hear some more. I do really well when I have feedback, so please review everyone.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. The only way I make money nowadays is by doing meager tasks around the house not by writing this fic.

Shadow Dreaming
You Two Would Make Quite a Pair

“Why do I feel like I was denied a crucial piece of information?!”

Yusuke was beyond pissed. Apparently when the couple enlisting his help had come down to the ramen stand, they had failed to mention one rather small problem. Said problem was currently throwing anything and everything it could get its grubby little hands on at the four retreating men. Well three retreating, Kurama was hiding behind a door for the moment.

“Urameshi, I swear this is the last time I help you do anything,” yelled Kuwabara as a tea cup flew right over his head. Not a second later a flustered Kurama came barreling into his chest having just dodged a jewelry box of some kind. Talk about a tackle.

“Can somebody just grab it? Hiei get her.”

The jaganshi growled before throwing himself at their assailant, successfully knocking the little thing over. It screamed like a banshee in the demon’s arms. Hiei growled at the beast.

“Make it stop.”

Kurama ran forward pushing a seed into the creature’s mouth. Its cries quieted and it fell into a fitful sleep. All four boys heaved a much deserved sigh of relief.

“What the hell. No wonder the parents took off after letting us in. Wanted to let us gather evidence in peace, my ass. What the hell is that thing?”

The “thing” in question was of a shape similar to a normal human toddler just slightly bigger and its skin color was a very pale green. You might call it a “she,” but you really couldn’t tell its gender just by looking at it. Definitely not human, the little mongrel possessed a demon child’s strength, slit pupils, and a scream that could make your ear drums bleed.

Kuwabara took one look at the little monster before turning away running a hand through his hair. He had just taken a test in folklore over this shit (which he passed with flying colors). He believed it was question number 28 that pertained to the subject at hand.

“A fucking Changling! No wonder the police rejected the case.”

“What the hell type of demon is a changeling?”

“It’s a different type of demon, thankfully non-violent. Demon parents leave their own child in the place of another couple’s infant taking the procured baby as their own,” Kurama explained. “The demon child gains sustenance, nurturing, and the benefit of another upbringing causing general havoc along the way, while the stolen baby is often brought up to be a slave. The afflicted family is often human, and these types of stories often end in tragedy.”

“Enki is not going to be pleased when he hears about this.”

“You’re probably right about that.”

“What are we supposed to do?” Kuwabara looked down at the imposter child at Hiei’s feet, a look of mild fear and repulsion on his face

“Well we can either track down the real parents or make the child call them.”

“Call them?”

Kurama shifts he gaze over to Hiei to answer the inquiry.

“If we can make it laugh, the parents will come and claim it.”

“Sounds like a plan,” laughs Kuwabara clapping a fist to the opposite palm. “I have the best joke on the planet.”

“Considering you are a big joke, that’s not hard to believe.”

“Watch it, Hamster Legs.”

“Buffoon.”

Kurama shushed Kuwabara before he could retort.

“Don’t start you too besides simple jokes won’t work on it. This thing is at least a century old will a poor sense of humor. It could take hours to make it laugh.”

Yusuke sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets, a determined look on his face.

“Why not do both?”

Three questioning looks were sent in his direction. One of which was very much annoyed (A cookie if you can guess who).

“We can split up. Two of us will look for the parents; the other two can stay here and try and make the damn thing laugh. How bout Kurama and I stay here, and Hiei and Kuwabara can go tracking.”

“Wait, why do I have to go with the shrimp?”

Hiei snickered watching the human fidget ever so slightly, the most subtle of blushes marring his pale skin. Kuwabara had said hardly a word to him all morning, and he had taken extra precaution to stay at least three feet away from the demon at all times. Hiei couldn’t help but find the nervousness of his prey amusing. The oaf had good reason to be wary of him, and Yusuke and Kurama didn’t have a clue. Well, Kurama might have, but it was highly doubtful. Hell, he didn’t even think Kuwabara understood just what kind of situation he was finding himself in.

“Oh, get over yourself, Kuwa.” He pouted at Yusuke until Kurama's voice called his attention.

“Think about it, Kuwabara. Between your spirit awareness and Hiei’s Jagan you two could make quite a pair.”

Well, you can’t argue with Kurama’s logic.

1234

‘I cannot believe this.’

It was hot and humid and generally uncomfortable. Before leaving the others, Kuwabara got an energy scan on the kid which they were now tracking. Yusuke and Kurama were having no luck getting the changeling to laugh. You can only imagine the crap they were pulling back at the house. The last time Kuwabara had checked the communicator, Yusuke had been unconscious on the floor with a pile of baby books on top of him and Kurama had a baseball bat in hand.

“It smiled when Yusuke hit himself on something, so we thought we’d take that angle.”
Yeah, seriously. Long story short, Hiei and Kuwabara actually agreed that they needed to find the demons fast before one of their teammates killed the other. A round of bickering came after, but they had fallen into a strained silence.

That had been two hours ago, and Hiei was starting to get increasingly impatient.

“You know, things would go a lot quicker if you’d just give me a sample of the energy you picked up.”

“And just how am I supposed to do that?”

He turned around to find himself staring straight into the jagan.

“Whoa, careful with that thing.”

“No, you fool. Let me into your head, so I can get the energy print.”

Kuwabara took a few steps backwards.

“I don’t know. I’d rather not.”

“Do you want to get this over with or not?”

“Well, yeah.” He shook his head. “Why are you even asking? Can’t just get in whenever the hell you want?”

“Not when you’re conscious, idiot. Your psychic abilities block me.” He smirked. “You’re simply too thick-headed.”

“Gee thanks. Too bad for you then.”

He turned around and started walking away in the direction he was heading before. That is until a fuming demon decided to push him to the ground face first. A boot dug itself into the middle of his back keeping him flat on his stomach.

“Argg! Teme, what the hell was that for?”

“Just shut up will you,” snarled the demon as he pressed a hand to the back of Kuwabara’s head. The red head stiffened as an intense heat settle over his body. He suddenly felt a prodding at his mental barriers, and he immediately reinforced them trying to push Hiei back.

“Relax…” cooed the demon taking a kneeling position next to the man’s side while keeping pressure on the teenager’s head to keep him from moving.

Kuwabara was about to snap back at the male holding him down when the energy tracing his body shifted. The heat in his body started to vibrate and sizzle. It coursed over the muscles of his back and down his legs like a warm massage. The energy seemed to sink into his body, pulsing and vibrating, becoming part of his physical form. It was highly erotic, like warm oil being rubbed into his skin. Dare he say, he was becoming aroused. Heat pulsed over his growing manhood deliberately. The sensation pure bliss. His eyes slid shut reluctantly exhaling a sigh of content.

The probing in his head ceased as his barriers fell and Hiei’s consciousness slipped right in. Fire burned through his mind. He could feel Hiei panicking through their current link. He withdrew from the human’s mind before the jagan could cause any serious damage, but the pain lingered, and Kuwabara blacked out.

1234

“Wake up, human!”

One more slap across the face ought to do it.

SMACK

“Gahh…” Kuwabara begins to stutter and cough, much to Hiei’s amusement.

“Finally. I didn’t expect you to black out.”

He pulls himself into a sitting position, rubbing his head. He could already feel the migraine coming on.

“What the hell happened?”

“Despite the fact that I tried relaxing your body beforehand, your psychic energy rejected the advances of my jagan. The pain made you pass out, and I wasn’t able to accomplish what I was hoping to.”

Kuwabara looked at Hiei for the first time since waking up. He was about to yell at the demon for trying to force his way into his mind like that but paused before even opening his mouth at the sight of the Jaganshi. For one, Hiei looked legitimately worried, and secondly, there were remnants of several blood trails smeared along the sides of his face up leading up to where his jagan lay covered by his bandana.

Kuwabara smirked.

“I guess, I got you back already, eh.”

Hiei’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

“Hn,” he grunted before standing up. “Get your ass of the ground, idiot, we still have to take care of this case. That is of course if the foolish detective and damned kitsune haven’t already killed each other.”

“Fine, fine, keep your pants on.”

“How bout I rip yours off if you don’t get your ass off the ground!” Hiei smirked practically being able to feel the heat off the human’s skin as he blushed. “Hurry up.”

“Why you little-“

Kuwabara cuts himself off as he feels an energy they’d been tracking since they left the others.

“Look, darling, another couple.”

‘Couple?’

Hiei and Kuwabara glanced at each other.

“Oh, dear, they aren’t a couple. One of them is human. He must be the demon’s slave. How wonderful.”

Kuwabara’s fisted clenched as the demon pair came into view. They were tall, lanky creatures with the same green-tinted skin of their baby. They were a beautiful pair, in a gothic sort of sense with their long black hair, dark clothing, and equally dark facial paint. In the female’s arms squirmed the human baby in a mini-tantrum. The baby girl was obviously not happy about its current company.

“Why I ought to bash your-“

“Silence, Kuwabara. Let me handle this.”

“Humph.”

“Not very obedient, is he?” the female laughs across the clearing to Hiei. “It’s better to train them while they are young like this one is. Isn’t that right, my pet?” She cooed at the infant bouncing her up and down in her arms.

“You should return that human baby to its rightful parents. Your own baby is quite unhappy with her current situation. I doubt the humans will wait much longer before they abandon her.”

The male looked over at his mate with the child in her arms.

“My dear, that is a concern, but it would be such a shame to lose the profit this little one will bring us, don’t you agree, dear.” The demoness nodded a smile on her face as she looked over to where Kuwabara was standing. “Perhaps we can find our profit someplace else. That human does look quite strong.”

Kuwabara’s eyes widen considerably as the demon opened his jaws wide to reveal a row of razor sharp fangs. The saliva dripping from its dentures hit the ground with a soft sizzle.

‘Poison.’

“Kuwabara, Move!”

The demon lunged at the human toppling them both to ground in a wrestling match, teeth gnashing in the direction of the red-head’s throat. The teeth enclosed around his arm, and time froze for Kazuma. Saliva flew everywhere creating burns in Kuwabara’s skin and clothing before the psychic summoned his weapon ramming it directly into the open mouth of his attacker like a bit. It kept the demon back just long enough for Hiei to run forward and place a boot into the demon’s side. The poor creature landed with a grunt on the far side of the clearing and doubled over in pain until a rather sharp blade pressed itself to its neck.

“I never said you could have my human.”

He heard Kuwabara bristle behind him.

“Hush, human.”

“Forgive me, Lord Hiei. I must not have been thinking clearly.”

“Of course you weren’t.” He tightened his grip on the demon’s neck. “This is your final warning. Return the child, and get out of town. If I ever see you again, you’ll wish you’d never been born.”

A thin line of crimson appeared just over his jugular.

“Uh, honey. Let’s get going.”

The slave-trader scrambled out of Hiei’s grip over toward his stunned wife. He grabbed the baby from her and took her hand ready to lead the woman away from the psychotic fire demon until Hiei’s voice sounded again in a command. She simply pushed him away.

“Why don’t you go get our, little Grendel? I’ll wait here.”

The male sighed before disappearing in a cloud of black smoke.

“Give me the cure for the poison you just put in my human.”

“The poison isn’t lethal,” the woman called. Her husband was nursing his wounds over to the side. Quite the pathetic sight if you asked me. “It will just make him really tired. He just needs to sleep it off.”

COUGH, COUGH, COUGH

Hiei turned his attention to the human currently trying to cough up a lung. One hand at the youth’s lower back and the other on his chest, the demon lifted the human’s upper body off the ground to evaluate his wound. Or at least that was his plan until Kuwabara rough pushed him away with his forearm. The oaf fell flat on the ground while Hiei growled.

“Stay away, runt. I can take care of myself.”

“Idiot.”

“Shrimp.”

“How unoriginal of you, baka.”

“You’re really one to talk, Hiei.”

The demoness chuckled at their antics. She took a moment to glance between the jaganshi and the human a smile on her face.

“A human and a demon, eh. You could make quite the pair.”

She pulled a vile from the inside of her cloak and tossed it to the jaganshi. Catching it with ease, he inspected it in his palm. It was a small vile, no bigger than his thumb. The clear liquid inside swished and swirled with the gentle force of his movement. Upon sniffing the substance, Hiei deemed it non-toxic and looked to the demoness for an explaination.

“It will help him sleep. I imagine he’s in a bit of pain.”

“Hardly.”

“Shut it, oaf, and drink up.”

He tilted the boy’s head back and poured the liquid in forcing Kuwabara to swallow. He sputtered a bit, but it stayed down.

“That was the nastiest medicine I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured falling into a rejuvenating sleep. Hiei looked from the now slumbering oaf to the demon still in his presence and nodded his head. She bowed her head a bit before walking a ways off to wait for her husband and child to return.

Beep, Beep, Beep

He dug quickly through Kuwabara’s pockets, finding the communicator and flipping the little device open.

“Detective…”

“Hiei… Where’s Kuwabara?”

“Sleeping off the results of his latest stupidty. What’s happened?”

“Well, mission accomplished. A demon came by with the baby, took his own brat and left the human kid here. You two found the demons I’m guessing.”

Hiei nodded.

“Sweet. Do you think you could tell Kuwabara that I want to talk to him later?”

“I’ll wait until the oaf wakes up and send him to you.”

“Thanks man. Take it easy, and keep an eye on the old lug, will you?”

He raised an eyebrow at the screen. Who did Yusuke think he was talking to?

He looked over at the sleeping human, and uncharacteristically sighed. He would be out for a while.

1234

Blind.

Something covered his eyes.

Sweat.

It drenched his torso, soaking into the sheets underneath him strong body.

Pain.

It burned like an after-thought at the back of his mind, sending a tingling sensation through his fingertips. The ropes cutting into his wrists were bloodied and irritating his skin.

Pleasure.

It coursed over every muscle of him body, attacking his insides and tightening a winding coil in the pit of his stomach. The euphoria stems from his nerves seeping out from his skin to be lapped up by the hard body moving over him. He was being pumped and ravished to within an inch of his life, and it feels oh so good.

Nails scrap down his chest closely followed by a hot mouth. Pointed fangs nibble at a nipple, teasing the small bud into full attention before venturing further down. A pair of clawed hands gripped his hips in a vise-grip ramming him repeatedly onto his bedmate’s splendid manhood.

“Scream my name, Kazuma. Scream for me.”

The lips by his ear traversed over the long line of his neck travelling down to the junction between throat and shoulder. The shadow’s tongue flicked out, a warm, moist appendage, tasting the skin before teeth clamped over the area. Hard.

“Hiei!”

And fire lit up his senses.

End Dream Sequence

He woke to the sound of a fire crackling with a small gasp. The heat on his skin was insanely uncomfortable, well over the level of a fever, from the dream he had just woken up from. His body felt strangely sore, no doubt from lying on the ground for so long, but he was okay for the most part, aside from a headache coming on fast. He thanked any god that was would listen that the sun had set (probably a while ago). He didn’t think his eyes would be able to handle such a force bearing down on his prone form.

Hiei was currently sharpening his katana using the fire to heat and harden the blade to a pristine glow while keeping a close eye over the formerly unconscious red-head. He glanced away from his chore as Kuwabara pulled himself into a sitting position. The human was, as of yet, totally unaware of his presence and seemed to be evaluating his environment. He slid the buffing stone in his hand roughly across the steel, smirking at Kuwabara’s wince to the metallic sound.

Kuwabara physically jumped at the sight of Hiei sitting on the far side of the fire. The jaganshi seemed to be minding his own business, but the human couldn’t help feeling a bit of apprehension toward the demon. That dream was positively inappropriate. If Hiei ever found out the crap he’d been dreaming about, he was pretty sure he would lose something important if not his life.

‘Best to act natural,’ he thought before addressing his teammate.

“How long have I been out?”

“Nearly five hours.” He looks down, running the tip of his finger over the blade. “The demons returned the human child and taken back their own, and Kurama and Yusuke are recuperating from their little devil’s abuse.”

The demon rose from his seat and put out the fire. Kuwabara shakily stood, feeling weak from both having not eaten all day and not moving for so long. Quite obvious to him that the demon was only lingering to make sure the human woke up, Kuwabara tried to make a good show of being able to take care of himself. Hiei was more than ready to take off. He was hungry after all.

“Yusuke wants to talk to you before you head home.”

Watching Hiei move, Kuwabara noticed that the demon’s energy signature was off. It was depleted. Like he had just released a Black Dragon Wave or been using his jagan.

“Um, Hiei…”

“What?”

He decided to avoid his own question.

“Can we not have a repeat of today’s incident?” he asked referring to the earlier jagan vs. human psychic energy drama.

Hiei looked at him, a bland expression on his face before turning away to walk down the path. Kuwabara could’ve sworn the demon’s crimson gaze looked different, but he couldn’t quite pin what was swimming into that fiery gaze.

“Hn, you’re not the only one suffering from a headache, human.”

That’s it. Hiei was tired, too.

Oh the walk home was going to be a long one.

TBC

Please Review