Hidden Desires
Chapter Five
Disclaimer: See Prolouge.
Warnings: See Prolouge.
A/N: So I re-wrote the ending of this. I figured I'd fix a few things in this chapter before I post the next chapter. I'm sure most of you will be happy to hear that this story has an outline and I finished chapter 15 tonight! O.o So yeah....and it should have up to 20ish chapters. I wrote an outline so it should all be good.
Now I hope you enjoy this chapter and the next one ^_^.
Chapter 5Kuwabara groaned as his vision started to become clear. He felt his right shoulder was in pain, which confused him for several moments. His eyes widened in realization of what had occurred and he tried to sit up. However, he found himself tied down to a bed.‘Oh hell; of all the fucking places to be tied to; it just has to be a bed.’ Kuwabara thought, cursing his luck.
He tried to move but grunted as the pain in his shoulder limited his movement. A voice from across the room grabbed his attention. He turned scared yet determined brown eyes to amuse yet determined violent.
“You woke up sooner then I thought. A mere human should be out for at least a day or so.” Karasu said.
“Well I’m no normal human; like you’re one sick bastard. Now tell me what ya want and why am I tied to a bed!” Kuwabara shouted, though he screamed in pain as his jerking motion moved his still tender wound.
Karasu seemed to glide on air as he approaches the trembling boy; who was in pain. The boy’s tremors were more from the pain then from fear of this dark creator of the night. Karasu stopped at the bed’s side, looking down at the face that had a mixture of pain and yet still held some pride with in it. Karasu smirked underneath his mask, finding the display of bravery notable and yet at the same time foolish. He gently strokes the wound with his long thin finger, causing the boy to scream out more in pain. Kuwabara clenched his eyes shut and bit his lip. He would not will him self to let this demon hear another scream part from his lips; how he would do such a thing he had no idea, however he would keep it. Karasu gazed over the pained face of the boy below him. How delicious it seemed to this one of the night. Karasu scoffed at him self.
‘He is not my true target.My dear Kurama is.’ He thought, lightly bringing his bloody finger to Kuwabara’s cheek and stroking it with his own blood.
Kuwabara felt the wet substance on his cheek and gasps, his eyes snapping open. Karasu raises an eyebrow at this response; a response he hadn’t foreseen. Kuwabara looks into those violent eyes and finds he can not look away from their soul wrenching site. He could see Karasu’s soul deep with in those orbs that show of hurt and power. Karasu knew he had his victim under his spell; his eyes always being able to place a trans over the strongest of souls.
“Now my dear boy. Tell me your phone number so I can contact my dear sweet fox and tell him how to save you.” Kuwabara blinked and snapped out of his trans.
“NO WAY CREEPIOD! I AI’NT GIVIN YOU MY PHONE NUMBER!” he snaped, which caused Karasu to step back.
He looked down at the foolish boy who had denied him of his greatest desire. Karasu narrowed his eyes and had a scowl to his look, though one could not see the one he wore on his lips under his mask.
“Don’t play the fool child. Give me your number so I can have what I want.” Karasu said in a dangerously low tone.
“No way. I don’t want you calling me after this is over, and besides, Kurama is my friend and I won’t betray him like that.” Growled Kuwabara, not backing down.
Karasu was impressed at the courage his prey was showing, however he was more annoyed then amused by this foolish act of disobedience.
“If you still want that arm, then I suggest you give me your number.”
A smirk appeared on his lips, one so evil if Kuwabara was able to see it he would have passed out.
“….if you don’t…I could just go to your house and drag him back by his beautiful locks of red hair?” Karasu asked, his voice so sweet that it made Kuwabara want to gag.
However his face paled as he realized that he might be putting Kurama in danger by not relaying the demon his phone number.
‘Besides, it will give Kurama a chance to make a plan or something.’ Kuwabara reasonedwith himself.
“Fine…but when I get out of this you better not call me.” He growled, sounding serious with his demand.
Karasu smiled at the silliness that this one could still display, even in such a time where he should be showing fear.
“My number is 555-0948.” Karasu reached into his pocket and took out a cell phone.
"I hope I don't get charged for a long distance call...." mumbled Kuwabara.
This comment made the demon chuckle. The human still had a sense of humor even in his situation. However, all he could think about was the red head of his fantasy. He put the phone to his ear and waited.
(End of Chapter Five)