Why you never break superstition

Chapter 3: Consequences

" ... And Name take care!"

"You too!" You called to your classmate as you walked out of the college doors; due to a report you had due you had to stay later, meaning that it was now well passed sunset but you wasn't too worried. You had lived in big cities most of your life so you knew to be careful. Besides, You thought with a small smile as you glanced up at the quarter moon. Knowing my luck I probably had a silver-haired kitsune watching over me.

Yoko had indeed returned to you the night after his sudden departure though somehow different. Not as eager to take you to bed as he had seemed the first two encounters though a night did not go by that he didn’t touch you in some way when you were together, but your actions had never gone any further then heavy petting, he seemed to be waiting for something else.

Sometimes you won't see him for days but you would find proof of his presence; a flower in the windowsill, extra pillow drug up beside you when you woke or just something that suggested he been there though you had not seen him. And he had confessed as much to you once after he had disappeared for a week, reveling he had only been away for four days, the other three had been spent watching over you when he could before he could join you.

You had to say you enjoyed your time together, either spent in your bed as it originally started or outside as he had once took you where you spent the night learning of his past and his demonic abilities, you she enjoyed being around him. You knew you was falling and falling hard at that. And though you weren’t complete sure, for he never said anything, you believed it was mutual.

But while things had heated up between you and Yoko though they had seriously cooled between you and Shuichi, you figured he finally took your advice and found himself a girl from the way he seemed to distracted around you and would clam up at the slightest mention of a girl. And you … well you were happy for him. Maybe a little jealous, he was and always would be your first love, but you were happy for him and you knew you had moved on. Shuichi would always remain in your heart but it was Yoko that you tended your affections for.

We really are just friends now. You thought as you turned a corner, some blocks from the bus stop as you dodged through the backstreets to shave off walk time when you felt a gut jerking wave of awareness hit you, freezing as the hairs on your neck stood on ends sudden.

Demon aura.

Oh holy. You thought taking a deep breath. Yoko had warned you of such things, a human in constant company of one of his kind and you would begin to ‘sense’ sense other demons and possibly be a target. The aura seem to bleed into other, you could tell there was more the one but not how many there was. You just weren’t that strong enough yet. But you weren't planning on staying around to count them either.

You started to take off before ....

"Kurama watch it!"

You skidded to a stop, going pale as you recognized that voice. “Yusuke …?” In Kurama. He had called for Kurama. The only man you knew by that name … “Oh God ..” You turned on your heels this time, running back towards the cry and the auras. Hey, you never said you were smart.

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And in said fight …..

Yoko slashed into the demons, leaving the others open for Yusuke and Kuwabara to finish them off.

It didn't take long for either to take advantage of the opening, though no longer Spirit Detectives, neither had let their fighting go as they tore through the remaining demons easily. "Man, too easy!" Yusuke crowed when it was all said and done.

Yoko smirked some at the half demon’s reaction before looking over the carnage before he returned to his human form. “I agree.” Hardly worth the effort of transforming to his stronger form but he had been itching for a fight.

Kuwabara rolled his eyes at the two as he powered down but a flash of color out of the corner of his eye sent him on defense again though he had not sense another demon coming up on them. Needlessly. It was then he saw who and what the thing was. "Oh no." he whispered, eyes widening at the sight of the figure."Uh … guys …!"

Kurama and Yusuke turned at Kuwabara’s panicked cry, the emerald eyes kitsune stared at the sight before him. “Name.”

You shook at the edge of the alleyway, having just got there as you stared at your three friends in shock and disbelief. Yusuke …. Kuwabara ….Yoko … Shuichi. You took a step back, slowly shaking your head side to side, denial welling up in you as your eyes widen and your mouth opened as if to say something but you didn't say anything. You just turned and ran.

And a second after Kurama took off after you. “Name! Name!! Stop!”

But you didn't stop, you didn't even slow down. You only pumped your legs more for more speed. You knew you couldn't outrun Shuichi or whoever he really was, but you sure could try.

Kurama growled under his breath as you ignored his call and picked up speed, his demon nature adding as he chased after you. And soon he was close enough to reach one hand and snag your upper arm, bringing of you both to a sudden stop. “Name, stop I can explain!”

You didn't scream, you didn’t try to pry his hand loose and you didn't even him a chance to speak: You slapped him. Fully across the face as hard as you could when you rounded on him.

Kurama gaped in shock as his head turned to the side, his grip loosening and only one thing escapes his throat in a low whisper. “Name ...?”

You didn't say anything, turning your head away as you took off running, slipping out of his loose grip easily. You tore into the bus stop at top speed, not slowing down until you paid for your ticket and dove into one of the back seats, ignoring the looks of the people around you at the winded, sobbing girl before looking anyway figuring it to be the drama of youth as you sobbed into your knees. If only it was.

And Kurama pulled one hand up against his slightly red and tender cheek as he watched you run then disappear from sight, ignoring looks of sympathy from people that had seen the exchange. Name …. I’m sorry.


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One week later

"Here, I know it may taste funny but it is my first time."

You looked up dazedly at your mother and took the green tea she was trying to make, trying not to make a face at the taste as you drunk it all down. "It is fine mom." You said despite the bitter taste as your mother looked at you for a few moments, taking in your exhausted expression.

"Hey hun, you know I have to work late tonight so I am just to spend the night at your aunt's house. So you are going to be home alone."

You shuddered slightly at those words remembering the last time you heard something like that and consequences of that night. "Mom I can just come ..."

"No you can't!" The older woman ordered then took a deep breath. "Hun, you haven't slept in a week, you barely eaten, you haven't gone to school or talk to anyone. You need to rest."

"I'm fine!" You snapped back as your mother shook her head.

"No you aren't but you will be soon."

"What do you mean?" You asked as you tried and fail to stifle a yawn.

"I'm sorry hun, I really am." The mother apologized as you stared up at her.

"For what?"

"It is just to let you rest baby. I promise."

"You drugged me but ... the tea." You muttered as you noticed things getting blurry. So sleepy ….

"I'm sorry baby-girl just try to get some rest. You can be mad in the morning, after you sleep."

"No, mom. You don’t understand … he might ... he might .." You tried to protest but the soothing darkness was already enveloping you and the last thing you saw was her mother's sad smile as she got her keys to leave. "Rest."

Outside …….

Kurama sat in a tree near the house, watching as your mother start the car and leave before allowing himself a small sigh of relief, he would finally be able to talk to you. He waited until she had driven out of sight before he headed into the house and spotted you lying on the couch. Just from scent and how loose your muscles were, he was able to tell you were drugged.

Yoko let out a soft whistle. #She must've been pretty upset for her mother to actually drug her …#

Kurama heard the note of guilt and sighed; it was a mutual feeling. “I suppose you're right.” He muttered aloud before going over to the couch and kneeling to check on you.

#Use this. It will help wake her.# Yoko pulled up a mental image of a certain Makai flower.

Kurama nodded. #Good thinking.# He said ignoring Yoko's rather conceited response as he quickly grows the flower and crushes it in his palm, making juices flow into the cup of his palm from the crushed petals as he reaches his free hand out and began to shake you. “Name, wake up.”

“Uhmm.” Was the response he got as you managed to open your eyes to half-mast. “Wha?”

“I need you to swallow this.” Kurama held his cupped hand to your lips, the flower already gone. It was obvious to him you were still too asleep to quite realize who he was and he used it shamelessly to his advantage as you obediently swallowed the liquid.

Kurama let a tiny smile come up as you drunk the liquid, then absently wiped his hand off on his pant leg before reaching over and lifting you easily, beginning to carry you back to your room. “Name, can you hear and understand me?”

Yoko rolled his eyes. #I'm sure she can, Shuichi. Don't patronize the girl.#

Kurama raised an eyebrow and bit back an answer as he awaited yours.

It took only a few seconds before clarity born of the fast acting antidote broke through the haze of sleep in your mind and you jerked some, trying to push away but your body was still too far under the affects of the sleeping drug to allow much movement. It was like being paralyzed, mentally alert but physically disabled.

Kurama noticed as your muscles twitched, trying to respond. “Ah, good. Can you answer me yet? I know your body is still very sluggish though that should pass soon.” He said as he set you on your bed as he sat back on the floor.

“Get the hell away from me!” You whispered heatedly as you swallowed, trying to gain you voice and to sit up but your body refused to cooperate.

Kurama sighed and shook his head, sitting beside you on the bed and gently swiping a few strands of your hair out of your face. “I'm here to explain everything to you, Name. Not to fight with you.”

Yoko poked Kurama mentally to draw his attention. #If you think she's just going listen, you tied your ponytail too tight last night Shuichi.#

You shook your head as if to shake off his touch as you turned your head away, you might not be able to leave or make him leave but you didn't have to listen. “I restate: get the hell away from me Shuichi, Yoko or whoever you are supposed to be.”

Kurama ignored Yoko's rather self-satisfied "I told you so" and sighed again. “Name, I would like to explain myself to you, but I can only do so much unless you'll actually listen to me.”

Yoko frowns. # You might as well just get on your hands and knees and beg for forgiveness Shuichi, cause she isn’t listening.#

#After she knows the whole truth, Yoko, not before.# Kurama replied as he turned his gaze back to you, rather than the wall.

“Why should I?” You hissed as you swallowed hard. “You lied me to Shuichi, you lied to me since the very beginning. Never mind.... never mind these past few months.” You stared at the wall, you hadn't cried since that evening on the bus, promising you shed your last tear over him and you weren’t about to break that promise now.

Kurama swallowed a bit hard at the anger in your voice, anger he had put there. “I was trying to wait for the right time to tell you. This kind of thing isn't something you just spring on the person you care for. As you found out for yourself.”

You didn't face him or say anything, to the negative or positive, remaining silent to which
Kurama frowned sadly and shook his head. “If you refuse to keep arguing, I'll begin. I know Yoko told you about his life. What he didn't tell you was that he died. He died and managed to bring his soul to the human world, occupying the womb of a pregnant human. Can you figure out what happened then?” The red head smiled ever-so-softly, a bit of a joking tone in his voice.

Yoko seemed to twitch at this as he resisted the urge to give Shuichi a mental kick to speed it up but the red head had noticed.

#What's your problem?#

#We came here to tell her the truth, not to throw a tea party!!#

You snorted unaware of the conversation. “Not funny .... kitsune.” You muttered softly.

Kurama gave the equivalent of a mental sweat drop. #Let me handle this, Yoko.# He hissed as he smiled a bit at you and continued. “Yoko and I grew up as two parts of one mind, two souls merged in one body. He and I share with each other as much as we take from each other. Just as…” He paused thinking for the word. “As symbionts.”

"Funny you never mention him brought before when I spoke of a sliver haired kitsune." You replied dryly as you tired to sit up again, this time making it to your arms before they gave out and you fell back, head falling against his side as you looked up at him finally before away. "What in the world where you thinking?!"

Kurama lifted you up gently, but didn’t set you down, keeping you in his arms against his better judgment, sitting you sideways in his lap as he wrapped his arms easily around your waist. “The first two encounters it was Yoko in charge. I was forced to summon him in a battle and he came here because you whistled and he, being a thief, ‘could not resist the call’. The first time, I didn't really find out until later and the second time…” He grimaced at the memory. “Yoko tricked me…”

You stiffen some in his arms but didn't try to pull away, for one you weren‘t too sure of your strength and for two, despite how angry you were with him, it felt far too good. “Tricked you huh? And the 'demon' you had to avoid?” You asked, referring to the second night you met him.

Kurama turned slightly pink and cleared his throat. “That was me. I…” He tightened his grip a little and tried to swallow. “I was jealous and didn't want Yoko to have what I couldn't.”

Yoko smirked. #You're still an idiot.#

#And you're still a pervert.# Kurama replied.

#Ouch, I’ll take that as a compliment.#

#Yoko …# Kurama started to reply but his attention was drawn away as he felt you stiffen and go very still.

“To have ... .... don't pull that bull on me Shuichi you never showed the slightest interest in me from day one!”

Kurama shifted a bit, the only clue to his uncomfortably at you calling him on his former behavior. “I know I didn't.” He replied softly as he lifted one hand to gently brush his knuckles against the curve of your cheek. “I should have, though. I just... ... Yoko knew and in that way I think I did as well but I did not realize it. And in the same way I did not realize how much you meant to me until Yoko came to you.”

“Baka, baka shonen ... baka oni .... baka kitsune.” You replied in a soft hiss, fists clenching but most of the anger was out of your voice, despair filled instead. “How can I believe you? How can I?” You practically pleaded for an answer, the gathering tears from earlier pricking your eyes. “I don't even know your real name. How can I believe anything you tell me?”

# …. We have hurt her deeply.# Yoko’s voice was quiet as he looked on through Kurama’s eyes.

#Yes.# Kurama replied just as quietly. #Go on Yoko. I know what you want to do.#

Yoko surged forward, not needing a second invitation and Kurama allowed it as the kitsune moved his lips to the corners of your eyes, kissing away the stray tears that appeared before he receded to allow Kurama to speak. “My human name is Shuichi Minamino. My demon name, Yoko's name, is Yoko Kurama. Yusuke and the others call me Kurama, which you may call me as well.” Kurama paused to look you in the eye for a moment. “As for whether or not to believe me... That's your choice, Name. I told you the truth, which is one of the things I came to do.” He said before sitting you down against the wall as he stood.

You looked up at him as you and braced yourself against the wall to stay up. “Kurama.” You tried the name as you looked up at him, in those emerald green eyes that so familiar and yet so strange to you, the eyes of a friend and a stranger. “One of the things?”

Kurama went to his knees beside the bed. “Yes, this is the other.“ He clasped his hands and bowed his head. “Name, please, forgive me?” His voice is now sincerely pleading. “Forgive me for not telling you the truth sooner. And forgive me for not showing you that I cared for you from the start?”

You stared at him for a moment, open mouth from shock. The Shu ... the Kurama you knew wasn't a prideful man but he did have his pride, he never begged for anything of anyone. His back far too stiff to kneel before another in such a manner. “Shuich .. Kurama stop.“ You whispered, hands going out to cover his. “Stop”

Kurama looked up into your eyes, his eyes now a strangely beautiful mixture of green and gold, showing that both Shuichi and Yoko were involved in this.

You shook your head. It was more then you could take, to see such a proud man on his knees before you in such a way. “Stop, just stop it.” Your throat was tight as you whispered, pulling him slightly forward, anything to get him off his knees like that.

But the read head would not be moved. “Will you forgive me?” He asked, his eyes locked with yours.

“Yes.” You answered, as you swallowed hard, you couldn’t stay angry at him. “Yes, I forgive you.”

Kurama sighed in blatant relief as he leaned forward, gently and briefly kissing your lips. “Thank you.”

You stiffen slightly, more out of surprise then by the uninvited kiss before he broke away. “You are welcome.”

#Cheater!!#

Kurama smirked a bit at Yoko‘s indignant comment. #Consider this my revenge for you going to her twice without me, hmm?#

"Uh .. Shu … Kurama?" You asked softly as his eyes glazed slightly, looking like he was off in his own little world with a small smirk appearing on his lips.

Kurama shook his head, returning his attention to you as he smiled. “Sorry. Yoko had an indignant comment to make.”

“Yo ... yea two minds one body right?" You asked tentatively, if you was going to believe this then you was actually going to figure it out.

Kurama nodded and sighed a bit heavily. “Yes. Two sets of consciousness and two souls merged together in one body. Pretty much two different personalities.”

You sweat-dropped a bit, remembering how perverted Yoko could be. And speaking of that …. “Er you could see everything when he was in control then? … Everything?”

Kurama chuckled as he realized what you were asking. “Ever since the second time, yes.”

“Oh ..” You could feel the heat rushing up to your cheeks.

Kurama took a deep breath, if he was going to confess his sins tonight he might as well confess all of them. “After the second time…” His cheeks turned the color of his hair, oh he was not looking forward to your reaction, as he smiled a bit sheepishly. “It was Yoko's body, but I was sharing control with him …”

#It's the wind-up and the delivery.…# Yoko mocked, just waiting for the slap.

“What a minute then .…” Your mind flashed back to any sort of sensual contact between you and the kitsune, and, if possible, you turned redder as you squeaked. “You know I should slap you …”

#“Should"?! She's not going to?!# Kurama wasn’t sure if Yoko sounded relieved or disappointed.

“But ...” You looked down in your lap as you mumbled. “It wasn't like you didn't see what I wasn't letting you see ... or Yoko see anyway.”

Kurama only looked mildly relieved though he was greatly as Yoko fumed in his head.

But you did not see this as you tried to banish your blush, looking down in your lap and shifting as you got the feeling in your body back.

Kurama coughed a bit. “How's your mobility coming?”

Yoko rolled his eyes. #What a conversation starter you are, Shuichi…#

“Well, I don't think I can run a marathon anytime soon but I can move again.”

#Stop being so jealous, Yoko. You'll get your turn again soon enough.# Kurama replied to the spirit within him as he smiled at you. “At least you can move…”

"Yea. At least." You finally looked up as you offered a small smile, trying to break the awkwardness.

Kurama leaned a little closer then, his lips hovering over yours as a smile played on his face. “May I...?” He asked softly, one hand just skimming your right cheek.

“Y..yes.” You stammered as you looked up at him, briefly meeting his eyes before looking away.

Kurama smiled a bit before gently pressing his lips to yours, testing the ground a bit, so to speak.

You responded tentatively, a little unsure at first but offered no resistance.

Kurama fought down a sigh at finally being able to kiss and touch you with his own body, loathe as he was to admit it he had been afraid you had turned completely from him.

Yoko cleared his throat loudly in the redhead‘s mind, interrupting his thoughts. #Do not forget about me...#

Kurama rolled his eyes mentally. #Shut up for a minute, would you, Yoko?#

You gently caressed the right side of his face, grimacing at the fading mark of the slap you gave him the week before as you kissed it gently and looked at him apologetically.

Kurama smiled at your actions and kissed you, murmuring for you to not worry about it before gently licking your lower lip, an unspoken question to which you agreed. He slowly slid his tongue into your mouth, tasting every inch of it before bringing your tongue into a dance with his.

It was then that Yoko’s voice came up. #Y'know, Shuichi... Now would probably be a good time to bring it up...#

#Not yet.#

#Yes yet!# Answered the exasperated fox spirit.

You had one hand pressed deeply into the mattress between the two of you for balance but soon found it shaking as you close your eyes, leaning into the kiss with a soft moan. Yoko. Shuichi. So different despite their bond and yet the kiss of each invoked the same reaction in you: it so good, the same rush of need, longing, lust and love.

#Not yet!# Kurama hissed back though he was quickly brought back to reality by the deepening kiss, one of his arms snaking around your waist as the other wrapped around your shoulders quickly, hauling you against him.

You gasped softly into the kiss as your arms went around his waist, slipping under his shirt to rub up and down his back but finally had to break the kiss for need of oxygen despite the fact that neither of you had wanted to.

Kurama let a soft sigh escape his throat, the hand on your shoulder moving to pull your hair back as his kisses trailed to your neck, where he began to kiss and suck on the skin.

#NOW will you mention it? Because she will have full rights to kill you if you screw this up by jumping the gun on her ….#

Kurama sighed, at both the annoyance and truth of Yoko’s words. #Give me one more minute to enjoy this, pleasure monger!# He ordered exasperated as he felt you tilt your head slightly to the side and he rewarded your compliance with a small nip before reluctantly pulling away.

#Finally!!#

And for your part you shuddered when he nipped on the sensitive skin, a small whimper tore out as he pulled away and you opened your eyes to regard himself with some confusion. “Kurama?”

# Yoko do shut up.# Kurama growled back as he looked back at you clearing his throat a bit. “Name … there is something you need to know … something important about youkai.”

You blinked before your brows furrowed, did Kurama just sound …. nervous? “What is it?”

The redhead hesitated for a moment which caused Yoko to roll his eyes. #You're calm about anything else, but not this? Stupid kit!#

#Yoko ….# Kurama warned but the trick of the spirit had worked, the kitsune knew there was no turning back now. “When a demon finds the woman he wants to be his mate he will marks her...claiming her as his…” It was here the emerald eyed man stopped as his eyes flickered up to meet yours. “Yoko...and I.…. if you would agree …” His voice choked then as your heart stopped at his words and the flash of fear you saw.

Kurama never showed fear, never in the entire time had he ever hinted he could be scared but that look … he definitely seemed unsettled. Wary. He is …. scared … scared I will say no?

Yoko mentally threw his hands up. #Shuichi!#

#Yoko, for the sake of all things sacred, would you shut up?!# Kurama finally snapped, his temper flaring as said spirit was shocked into speechlessness.

What exactly is this claiming?” You asked after a few moments, it was not that the offer did not practically stop your heart (for more than one reason) but you wanted to be sure of this though you already suspected what your answer would be and that there was very few things he could say that would change your mind.

Kurama smiled softly, the penchant to try to think through was something he had long since recognized in you. “Nothing much, really, just a bite mark.”

You bit lightly on your lower lip. “Nothing else?”

Kurama nodded. “Nothing else. The mark fades after a night or two like a regular bite so there is nothing more then a small scar to the eye of most mortals but demons and those with a strong sixth will always be able to see that mark of claims.”

A little harder of a bite on your lip as you looked down sheepishly. “ Er ... I am such a wuss for asking this .. will it hurt?”

Kurama chuckled softly, more at your sheepish tone then at your question as his hand came up to gently caress your right cheek. “You're hardly a wuss, Name. It will hurt, yes, but only for a moment or two.”

You looked up at him for a few moments, a thousand thought running through your head. ‘You barely knew him. You knew him better than most in this world. He had lied to you. He was trying to protect you. What if it was only lust? If it was only lust then why did it hurt so much when you thought he had betrayed you?’ and so on.

But your answer, ultimately, was already known. You suspected it the night you left the steps of your college a week ago and knew it when the man before you destroyed his own pride to beg your forgiveness. Heaven help you, you loved Kurama. “Yes.”

Kurama kissed you then, releasing the breath he had been holding into the soft kiss as a hand tangled gently in your hair to hide it’s shaking reaction.

Yoko spoke then, his voice somber and soft. #So she accepted …#

#Worried she wouldn’t?#

Yoko chuckled then. #I plead the fifth. Now I believe we have business with our mate …#

#Mate-to-be you mean.#

#That shall soon be remedied.# Yoko replied smugly.

With that thought in his head Kurama broke the kiss. “I'll have to transform into Yoko for this...so be ready, I think he'll be a little unbearable for a bit...or at least on my end he will.”

You gave a small smirk. “I think I can handle him.”

#So she believes. We will soon who can handle who …#

#Yoko we are not taking her.#

#But she ..!#

#But nothing, no kit of ours is going to be called a bastard-child and no woman of ours will be called a whore!# Kurama retorted heatedly before softening his voice. #Besides we have waited this long, wait a little longer ..#

Yoko growled, he saw what his human side was getting at and he did agree with the logic of it but that didn‘t mean he had to like it! #Fine! But let have my taste of her now ….#

#You know that doesn’t sound right.# Kurama replied before he allowed the transformation to take place. In a second it was the golden eyes Yoko that you found as said kitsune grinned devilishly. “Hello there, mouse.”

You blinked as you suddenly found yourself looking into the golden eyes of the sliver haired kitsune. “This is going to take some getting use too …” You muttered as you shook your head.

Yoko shrugged as a clawed hand swiped some hair from your face. “You'll be used to it in no time.” He grinned then, an eyetooth showing. “So, what's this I hear that you've accepted to be our mate?”

“I have. Why? Suddenly changed your mind?” You asked not liking, or at least wary of, that grin as you rose to the challenge in his voice.

Yoko shook his head. “Not in the slightest. You gave your word, you aren’t getting away from me again Name.” He replied as he pulled you into his arms, bodies touching as he lowered his head to your neck and takes up where his human side had left off.

Your arms slipped around his waist easily, one to the base of his tail and the other to his shoulder as you tilted your head again in offering and your hands rubbed a steady caress where they were stationed.

Yoko let out a purring moan at the sensations of your hands on him, finding and suckling the junction of you neck and shoulder with a small warning bite before he pulled away slightly. “Ready?”

You took a deep breath as you nodded. “As I will ever be.”

Yoko regarded you for a moment, instinct and desire warring with the want of not bringing you pain for a moment as he lowered his head again, placing a quick kiss to the unmarred area before his fangs slice into the delicate skin.

You hissed softly, nails digging slightly into his back as you pressed your mouth against his shoulder and tried not to flinch when his fangs pierced your flesh.

Yoko withdrawn his fangs then, lapping at the wound like a cat at milk trying to soothe the pain of the bite and clean the mark. He should clearly see the mark of his teeth, his scent and own mark of power enveloping you, a warning to others that you were his to love and protect. He kissed the tender mark, suckling lightly before he pulled away.

You shivered at the pain-pleasure of the light suckle on the wound before slowly lifting your head. “Do I have to bite you back now?” You asked, half jokingly as you looked up at him.

Yoko raised an eyebrow and shook his head. “No. I have a better idea.” He then captured your mouth quickly and rather roughly as he lowered you back to the bed.

Your hands grabbed his shoulders instinctively when your back pressed against the bed but you returned the feverish kiss without fear.

Yoko smirked to himself at your acceptation as his hands slide up then under the shirt, along your sides without hesitation, even as Shuichi starts to protest in the back of his mind.

#Yoko... That's enough! Let me back out now.#

#Why should I?#

#Because you have no inkling of when to stop.# Kurama replied though in truth in was also dying to find any excuse to get out, he could feel to some extend what you were doing to Yoko but not the full effect.

You broke the kiss then as you looked up at him, a small smile tugging at the distracted look on his face. “Bet Red is throwing a fit huh?”

Yoko sighed then as he nodded. “Yes. He wants me to let him out. Stupid little …”

“Kurama look at me.” You instructed then as you each up and gently turned his face toward you.

Yoko’s eyes flashed the emerald green of his human side as he looked back into your own eyes, you had both their attention now.

You reached up and kissed him then, brief but passionate before trailing to kiss the corner of his mouth, jaw line then up to his ear. “That wasn't for Yoko or Shuichi, that was for my mate Kurama.” You whispered into his ear with a small nuzzle.

Yoko let out a soft rumbling purr, eyes flashing again as he before they turned gold again. #Damn but she is good. Inexperienced but good.#

#Hmmm.#

“Better?” You asked as you watched the tension fade from his body.

Yoko smirked. “If you define "better" as “He's finally shut up and is going to let me have my fun, as long as it's within reason" - then, yes.”

You shook your head. “I guess I will have to take what I got.”

Yoko smirked as he caught your lips in another kiss, his hands and claws sliding up to tease your breasts.

You gasped into his mouth, back arching slightly as your hands slide under his shirt to roam and tease the skin of his back which resulted in Yoko sighing against your mouth as his hands squeezed and his hips are finally buck slightly against yours.

You whimpered softly, one hand rubbed a caress around the base of his tail while your tongue teased over his lips but you really surprised him when your raised your hips slightly against his buck as you tugged at the back of his shirt.

Yoko pulled away from a bit and pulled your shirt off over your head quickly only to toss it carelessly out of the way before his followed and he lowered his head back to her neck, trailing down to your breasts teasingly nipping and licking down the flesh.

The hand on his tail was rubbing deeply now all the way as you managed to swing one leg around his as you pressed up against his arousal, your free hand scarping gently up and down his spine as you arched against him with a soft moan.

Yoko growled a soft moan as he watched you with eyes at half mast. #She is teasing us ..#

#Then lets teach her the rules. We are sharing.#

Yoko shook his head but his eyes turn that strange green-gold color and his hair gains a few red streaks, the tips of his ears and tail turning red as one of his hands clamped down to hold your hips still. “Evil, evil, little onna…” He chuckled deeply, his voice now containing traces of both Yoko and Kurama's voices.

You stared up in shock at the changed appearance as you swallowed. “ Whoa .. Hello ..”

The kitsune snickered. “Hello, Name.” His eyes seem to glint momentarily as he made a motion just out of your line of sight before something heavy wrapped around each of your ankles and pinned them down against the bed to allow him little more access.

“Hey!” You jumped slightly beneath him as you felt your legs pin, a glance of green told you it was some kind of vine before your thoughts were scattered when his mouth closed, tongue lapping over your right breast as the other hand teasing kneeled the other while your fist tighten in his hair pulling slightly with a throaty groan.

The kitsune chuckled against your breast as he added another sensation to the list and began grinding your hips roughly together. He could not have you completely this night but he could offer a glimpse of how it would be.

You whimpered trying to raise your hips back up to meet his as the vines pin your legs and your hands wander to his ear and tail again, trying to apply the same teasing to him as he did to you.

#If she doesn’t stop that …#

Yoko let out a soft moan, grinding a little harder against you but he had to agree with his human side. His tail and ears had the same effect on him as your neck did on you and the teasing scratching was only heighten the need to press his claim fully. Breathing heavily he quickly summons more vines, capturing your wrists and pinning them above your head. “Bad onna…“ Your mate scolded teasingly.

#Shuichi .. I am not objecting but … I thought you did not want this to go further.# Yoko wondered.

#We will not take her but I never said we could not … teach her some things.#

The smirk the two sides felt showed upon their face as you cried out in surprise and protest at being bound, held in such a way you could only take what he offered, a prisoner in effect. #I knew I was rubbing off on you …#
The emerald and golden eyed kitsune locked eyes you, hands running teasing over the skin from your shoulders to your hips and back up as he kissed a fiery line from your lips to your ear. “One month, then we will teach you the full meaning of pleasure mouse. One month.” He whispered huskily against your ear. “Aishiteru Name. Aishiteru.”

“Aishiteru Kurama.”

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When your mother came in the next morning she found you curled up peacefully on the couch once again, but this time in the arms of your red headed best friend and the man who would become your fiancé, not noting the flash of gold in his eyes as he watched you sleeping.