The Sixth Unmarked Videotape

The Sixth Unmarked Videotape by; boysluvcraft
Part7…

Yusuke and Kurama held on to one and other for support as they tried to rein in their mirth. Still mini laughs that were more like gasping breathes wanted to escape them as they beheld their small agitated lover, Hiei, being held aloft by their big grinning friend Kuwabara. Eventfully they did get their laughter under control.

Hiei repeated himself, although much gentler this time, “Put me down, you big oaf.” He desperately wanted to reunite reunited with his lovers. It seemed like it was lifetimes ago when he had been separated from them and stolen away into false worlds of nightmare. It seemed even farther away, those days when he had donned women’s clothing and screwed on camera for their kinky enjoyment. Had that really happened so long ago? And a better question still would it ever happen again? God, he hoped so.

Kuwabara set him down on his feet and without farther delay he started to pace toward his lovers, but then a sudden tingle raced up his spine. Hiei was struck by the feeling that something was wrong. It couldn’t be his imagination because only a fraction of a second later he could read the same impression on Yusuke and Kurama’s faces. He whirled around in time to see the panic alight on the human’s face as an all too familiar net of energy whipped up around him.

“KUWABARA!!” Hiei shouted as he lunged for the trapped human.

Hiei’s finger tips just barely glanced across the human’s before the net seized and Kuwabara was snatched away. Kuwabara’s bellowing cry was suddenly cut off, leaving Hiei, Yusuke and Kurama in a eerie silence.

That was until Yusuke’s bellowing started. The dark haired young man shouted up into what could loosely be considered a sky, in that vast white nothingness of a place, “Kuwabara! Give him back, god damn it! Give him back!”

“Yusuke,” Kurama said his name gently, gasping his shoulders tightly in efforts to calm him.

“Knock it off,” Yusuke whirled on the fox. “We’re up shit creek here, all of us. How knows what’s gonna happen to Kuwabara, now. And we can’t do a damn thing to help him because the only person who could get us out of this this place so we can go help him was Kuwabara! We’re all royally screwed, I know you know it and no amount of acting cool is gonna change that!”

Kurama opened his mouth to respond, but then closed it again. He knew Yusuke was right. He wasn’t going to deny the fact that they were all in serious trouble. However he would have liked to have been able to convince Yusuke that it was otherwise. It killed him not to be able to comfort the boy. It almost seemed backwards when Yusuke recognized the expression of hurt on the fox’s face and came to his comfort, wrapping his arms around the red head’s shoulders. Without anything else to say, it was then the two of them noticed Hiei, where he had been standing motionless since Kuwabara’s abduction. At first, they thought he was in shock, but then they realized that he was looking at something with rapt fascination, something in the palm of his hand.

“What cha got there Hiei?” Yusuke glided carefully over to Hiei as if he were afraid he’d startle the smaller demon into flight.

Hiei‘s wide fascinated eyes met Yusuke‘s as he breathed, “Unbelievable, just unbelievable.” Coiled in the palm of his hand was the end of a string that glowed golden. The rest of it extended up, up disappearing somewhere into the white nothingness. With trembling fingers both, Yusuke and Kurama touched the string and the felt it for its connection was with Kuwabara.

“Unbelievable,” Yusuke echoed Hiei.

Kurama closed his eyes in awe, “He left us a way to find him.”

“Hn” Hiei’s terse grunt earned him the attention of his two companions. He was wearing his best sardonic grin, the one he always wore when he was going to kill something. “He’s left us a path to follow him all right, and we will follow him right to our enemy.” He glared at the undefined space over head, “We just need a way to get there.”

Yusuke snapped his fingers, “Hey Kurama, you got any plant things on you?”

The fox nodded, “Yes, why? What are you thinking?”

He grinned, “I was thinking about Jack and the Beanstalk.”

* * *

No body ever gave Kuwabara much credit for being clever, which was probably justifiable, even Kuwabara would have to admit that he has had a history for being hasty. He did what his instincts-- or like he liked to call it, his “gut”--told him. Sometimes it paid off; this was one of those times. When the white hot net of energy enveloped him, his gut told him not to struggle. When it happened to Yusuke and Kurama, they struggled and it drained away their energy and they passed out. Kuwabara had a feeling in his famous gut that he didn’t want to be knocked out for what was to happen next.

He was snatched up like a mouse being seized by a hawk. Then he was aware of a bizarre dizzying sensation, something akin to vertigo, which most people will never know. Kuwabara was very familiar with this sensation, as he has felt on several occasions. It was the odd rush you get when you travel between dimensions. The next thing he was aware of, as he played dead and waited for his senses to stop spinning, was voices nearby.

The first one cried out frazzled, “Let me kill him! Here, hand me that knife and I will skin him alive. Then I will use his skins as a doormat so, I may wipe my feet on his lousily hide every day. Ha! Grant me this and I shall never again be upset for stepping in dog excrement!”

“Calm yourself or I shall have to cage you,” a second sternly warned. “Let our sister drain him and be sure he is dead before you tread near. What, you thought him harmless at the moment? I think we have underestimated this one long enough, don’t you? It’s better to be safe.”

“If it makes you feel better,” a third put in, “once I am finished, you may fashion a marionette out of his corpse.”

Old floorboards creaked as delicate, yet oddly wide stride footsteps came nearer to him. Suddenly it was like the cold hands of death had grabbed hold of him. His crest tightened so that he could barely breathe and it felt as though his heart would pound right out of his chest, and each beat was ridiculously labored. That cold feeling, it was stabbing into him, moving deeper like it was trying to penetrate his soul. He felt little bits of his energy being wretch away from him. He knew that if he didn’t act soon this creature would rip away the rest.

Just a little more, he told himself. He listened to the sound of footsteps shuffling ever closer to him. A little more… NOW! Kuwabara sprung up straight and cried out, “SPIRIT SWORD GET LONG!”

His sword shot from his fingertips and across the few yards to bury itself in the breast of the creature, he was now seeing for the first time. She was tall, nearly ten feet. Most of her was covered in the flowing material of her dress, save for her long spidery arms that ended with bony fingers and hooked claws, and her spinney neck, and the unattractively sharp angled face. It was the face of a hag. That face now lay open with the expression of shock as her bulging eyes darted unbelieving between the spear in her chest and the one who wielded it. Then she laughed.

“Ha ha haa! You foolish thing,” she taunted him. “You think an energy weapon could kill me? Ha! Having your weapon in me only makes it easier for me to drain you!” With that she wrapped her fingers around the shaft of the spear and willed all of his energy into her. Much to Kuwabara’s disbelief she took all the spare spirit energy that he had. Her thin features fleshed out and expanded as she gored on him, she looked like she could almost pop, but she didn’t.

“Dang, ya gotta appreciate a gal with a big appetite,” Kuwabara muttered before he passed out.

“Had more than I thought,” she held her bloated stomach and belched. “You may skin him now, sister; he will not be getting up again. It’s the shame that we can’t keep this human, I’d have liked to have fed off him again.”

“Well if you’re so hungry, here’s seconds!” Yusuke’s brash voice called out seconds before a ball of molten blue energy exploded out of nowhere, “Spirit Gun!”

“What?” The third woman howled as the shot connected with her. As a knee-jerk reaction she absorbed it-- big mistake. She had been full to bursting from drinking Kuwabara‘s power, now with Yusuke’s energy… She whispered, “I-I think I took more than I could eat.” She burst.

“What? No! How?!” The second woman looked around franticly. Her eyes landed on her still living sister.

The first woman shrieked and gibbered incoherent sounds as she backed away from the catch where he kept her fabricated worlds. The air there shimmered and wavered like the heat coming off a fire. There was a breach in space! When the human was pulled through the dimensional barrier, he had left a little pin-prick of a hole in said barrier. And now it was getting bigger as thick ropy vines pushed their way out. Then it ripped wide open.

Yusuke stood framed in the breach between realities, his arm still extended from when he’s fired his Spirit Gun. Hiei and Kurama stood at his flanks. Without farther pause they rush through the hole to attack. Yusuke was going to charge her from the left front while Hiei closed in on her right. Kurama was going to break off to see to the unconscious Kuwabara. That didn’t happen however.

“Oh no you don’t,” the second woman hissed as she threw out a hand, her palm glowed, summoning four walls of white hot energy to spring up around the group before they could split up. Not nets this time, walls, and as soon as they closed in over the demons males’ heads, they were thoroughly trapped. She sensed something to her rear, the human of course. His power would have returned to him as soon as her sister was murdered. She threw out her other glowing palm in his direction catching the charging human in a net.

“Kuwabara!” Yusuke cried out punching at the wall that held him only to be rewarded by shock powerful enough to throw him back. The second woman ignored him her attention was solely on the human that she intended to strangle in her energy net.

“One sister dead and another mad, you are responsible for this!” She spat. “You wretched human! Who do you think you are?!”

Despite the pain of the energy that was searing his hide, Kuwabara shouted back, “You shoulda done your homework before you went after my friends, lady. I’m Kazuma Kuwabara, and in case you didn’t know I have a sword!”

He summoned said sword and swung. It connected with the net throwing out sparks. Sweat was visible on the woman’s brow as she had to increase her effort to hold him. Once, this wouldn’t have been so hard, because her sister would have drained off his excess energy until he lost consciousness. With her sister gone, all she could do was try to bear up against the tides of fierce power that was washing out from this human. Still she was not worried and she told him why. “Fight me all you like. Your spirit energy can not breach that barrier as surely as demon energy can not breach their barrier.” She jerked her head toward the three trapped males.

“Hey dumb bitch,” Yusuke chimed in, “in case you didn’t hear it’s a Spirit Gun!” He shot; it passed through her wall as if nothing were there at all. Then it connected with her the glowing hand, blowing it off completely. The barrier dropped.

“AHHHHHHH!” She screamed. Then she screamed again, because when Yusuke’s shot connected her concentration on Kuwabara waned enough for him to also penetrate her net and consequently lop off her other hand. She sobbed and fell to her knees, beating the blood stumps, where her hands once resided, against her chest. “Mercy, please have mercy!”

She was a pathetic sight, and Yusuke and his crew where not in the habit of killing off defenseless weaklings. Yusuke turned to his comrades, “Come on guys. Let’s get out of here.”

The moment their backs where turned the woman’s fearful and defeated expression turned to one of hatred and treachery. She threw her head back, with a bark of laughter, as she opened her mouth and out sprang an energy net brighter, hotter, and more powerful than any she had summoned before. It was so powerful that not only would it have trapped them, but it would have incinerated them instantly. She launched that net at the backs of the four retreating men-- no three, because suddenly Hiei was no longer among them.

“Hn, you think I’ve never seen that cheap trick before,” Hiei said as he materialized behind her, Flame-sword in hand. He sliced her head off so quickly no one would ever know whether or not she even registered his words. But in any case, the effect was as he had desired, her net fizzled out before it reached the others. Hiei casually returned to the others, asking, “Are we done here?”

“Done?” The one that answered him crackled from the corner where until now she had been cowering, forgotten. “Oh yes, you are most certainly done. Now is when your lives end!”

“Oh come on lady,” Yusuke groaned, “you’ve lost already. Don’t you know when to quit?”

Kurama added, “If I understand correctly, you only have the power to detain us once we are captured. The one capable of capturing us is gone as is the one who siphons our energy. Thus, we are no more use to you, and you are no match for us. Why don’t you just stand down and keep your own life?”

“You’ve ruined everything,” the woman hissed.

“She wants revenge for the death of her sisters,” Hiei sneered, “or at least to die trying. Shall I honor her wish?”

“Hiei,” Kurama started to warn Hiei to keep his blood lust I check, but then his reprimand was interrupted.

“My sisters, my sisters?” The woman giggled with all the charm of a rusty gate, “I could care less for those bitches! You ruined my web. For that you shall pay!” At that point she brought out a bottle containing a dark blue fluid, pressing it to her lips, she drank it down.

“Web?” Kurama muttered as the woman’s body began to seethe and warp. “I think I just figured out what we are dealing with, guys.”

“Ya care to share with the rest of the class?” Yusuke shouted to Kurama.

“When I was a kit, people used to tell stories about an ancient creature so terrible it actually fed off of higher class apparitions. I thought it was only a legend, but….”

“They told stories about this thing when Youko Kurama as a kit?” Hiei smirked, “Damn that is ancient!”

“Normally, I’d have a witty retort, but I think we’ve got higher priorities right now,” Kurama pointed.

The woman’s body grew as spines began to piece out from her skin. The nook she was crouched in could no longer contain her mass. The walls bowed, cracked and then burst outward as she continued to expand. The boys retreated over crumbling walls else they be crushed. Her wispy clothes screeched and tore from her body, though by now there was no soft flesh to be hidden anyway. Her entire body was covered in thick chitin armor. When she stopped growing, she was twice her original size, early twenty feet tall. She was blue. And she had eight legs.

“What is that freaky thing?!” Kuwabara yowled.

“To put it bluntly it‘s a big spider,” Kurama returned.

“Great, and me without my giant novelty newspaper,” Yusuke drawled, whilst he dogged a piece of flying debris.

Meanwhile the woman cum spider-creature was not idle. She scanned the ruins of her home and quickly located the four men. With a victorious screech she attacked, swinging first one hand then the other at them. Her massive claws were like scythes. Luckily, she was none to fast. The boys were able to easily avoid her mad swings. They fled in the only direction open to them, which led them down a deep, steep walled trench in the earth. The walls were so high they couldn’t see the top. The grey-brown stone seemed to just disappear somewhere in to the fogs above. They would not be able to run forever, because through the mists they could see up ahead was a dead end.

Hiei wished like hell that he had his Katana right now; if he did he could have cut this creature to ribbons long ago. He could try to use his Darkness Flame or at lest his Flame-sword, but all of the creatures he’d encountered had thrown it back at him. Who was to say that this one wouldn’t do that too? He could survive his own technique, sure, but his comrades? Yusuke and Kuwabara where also holding back their energy techniques, probably for the same reason. But what about Kurama?

“Do you have any more plants?” He asked the fox.

“I used most of what I had on the stalk to escape that blank plane,” Kurama shook his head. “And in any case those were very unsubstantial in the first place. There is no way they’ll harden enough to pierce that things armor, nor would they be strong to demobilize it.”

“Forget that, do you think you can manage another beanstalk and get us up that cliff?” Hiei asked.

Kurama nodded, and then sprinted ahead of the group. He fished last of his seeds out of his pocket and started to feed his energy in to them as he neared the wall. He dropped them to the ground where they obligingly buried themselves. He forced out his energy, willing the plants to grow, grow now! The other three arrived just in time as the ground erupted with a tangle of vegetation. They all grabbed on as the stalk and hurtled up in to the mists. They had to close their eyes and duck their heads to guard themselves from the sting of the air as it rushed past them at such incredible speeds. Gritting their teeth, it was all they could do just to hold on. They surged up for what could have been miles when suddenly, the mist and the darkness shattered and daylight assaulted their senses. Adrenalin and need cleared the stars from their eyes and they could see the plateau just few feet up. Hope!

The stalk swayed dangerously, but when it leaned toward the solid land, the boys hopped off. After he landed, Kurama stumbled on his feet. Growing that stalk had taken a good deal of his already depleted energy. Yusuke and Kuwabara rushed to help steady him. The fox was barely holding on to consciousness. Just then a piecing yowl sounded from over the edge. Those that could still keep their eyes open looked over the edge to find the spider-creature clinging to the side of the stalk not twenty feet down, and she was climbing!

“Crap!” Yusuke yelled.

“Hiei…” Kurama muttered, a sound so soft it was a wonder anyone had heard it. But they did, and the invocation of the small apparition’s name caused the other two party members to relies that said apparition was not among them.

Yusuke gasped, “Hiei!” Had the demon fallen off of the bean stalk during their mad hurtle into the sky, or had he fallen behind and was already cut down by the rampaging monster that was, even now, bearing down on them? Yusuke couldn’t recall the last time he knew for fact Hiei was still with them. He felt his whole body go cold and suddenly he didn’t have to strength to support Kurama.

“Urameshi?!” Kuwabara exclaimed as he was forced to take on the full blunt of his red haired friend’s weight.

Yusuke sunk to his knees, looking dazed, until he heard his name being shouted. He responded to Kuwabara, his voice was hoarse and sounded distant to even him, “Take Kurama and run. I’ll see if I can buy you some time.”

“No way, Urameshi,” Kuwabara protested, “We came into this together, so we come out of it together, or not at all!”

“Kuwabara,” Yusuke began to warn him, but his words where cut short.

“I-I won’t leave,” Kurama grunted, wrenching himself away form Kuwabara. He fell to his knees next Yusuke. “I’m staying with you, Yusuke. If you don’t come out of this alive, I don’t want to either. I love you.”

Yusuke’s breath caught in his throat, it was the second time that day someone had both shattered and reaffirmed his world with just three little words. (The first time was when Hiei said “I missed you.”) Yusuke’s voice shook a little when he answered, “I-I love you too.” Then he pulled his fox into a kiss that was passionate, but all too brief. When they parted Yusuke looked back at Kuwabara.

“You sure you want to stay?” He asked.

To which Kuwabara smirked, “Yeah, but I’m not gonna kiss you or nothing.”

Yusuke smirked back and said, “Cool.”

Now they could hear the stuffing of the spider-thing as it neared the top. Yusuke aimed his index finger toward the spot where the thing should soon appear. He gathered all the energy he could muster. He would fire on the thing as soon as it reared its ugly head and-- hopefully-- knock it clean off the cliff. Worst case scenario it would throw his attach back at them and they’d all be roasted.

Hiei had not fallen off of the beanstalk. A few seconds after boarding the growing beanstalk, Hiei had noticed the spider-thing had latched onto it as well. So, he let go, allowing himself to fall down along the cliff face. When he saw the ground looming he summoned his Flame-sword and stuck it into the cliff face to slow his fall to a reasonable speed so he could land without injuring himself. After that it was all a matter of watching with his Jagan and waiting. When he was sure his friends had where clear of the stalk he summoned his sword again and began to chop through the thick base of the vine.

Up top the creature was nearing the plateau where Yusuke was waiting, ready to fire off his life energy if he had to. They saw the creature’s head rise over the lip of the cliff, a mad-triumphant expression written on its horrible face. It was quickly sobered when the stalk jerked beneath it. Hiei had just sliced through the last of the thick vegetable fibers, the stalk was coming down with the spider-creature still aboard, just as Hiei planned it would. Hiei darted to one side, squeezing himself into a crevice in the cliffs, where he wouldn‘t get squashed. The mammoth weed fell, its stalk groaning as it went. It hit, shaking the ground, with a resounding BOOM, and a crunch that Hiei may have imagined.

* * *

Later after the revelation had set in that Hiei was indeed alive and was the one responsible for their timely rescue. And after a long climb down the cliff. Kuwabara and Yusuke took turns helping Kurama, who insisted he was fine and could make it on his own. The other two helped anyway, knowing how exhausted the red head was. After all that, Yusuke and Kurama reunited with Hiei.

“I’m so glad you’re alright,” Kurama breathed, practically falling into his mate’s arms. But then his relief gave way to anger, he cuffed Hiei upside the head. “Don’t ever do that again!”

Hiei laughed, “I’m not making any promises,” and then he pacified his fox with a kiss. Kurama accepted it gratefully, twinning his log fingers into Hiei’s hair. Hiei deepened the kiss, causing Kurama to purr.

“Cutting down the stalk was mighty clever,” Kurama breathlessly praised Hiei.

Hiei shrugged, “I got the idea from that silly human story that Yusuke told.” When they were on their way to rescue Kuwabara, Yusuke had explained the story of Jack and the Beanstalk to Hiei.

“Ha, and you said that story was stupid,” Yusuke grinned from ear to ear.

“I saved your lousy life, so shut up,” Hiei growled at the boy before pulling him close to hungrily devour his lips. Kurama came up behind Yusuke and started to chew at the boy’s neck.

Between nibbles Kurama told Hiei, “Oh by the way, would you like to know what Yusuke, told me? Yusuke, don’t complain. Hiei’s my mate I tell him everything. Now, Hiei, I know that we agreed not to broach certain subjects with Yusuke-- for his sake, of course. But new things have come to light since than, and well, it just sort of slipped out. I told him I loved him, and he said he loved me too.”

Hiei looked at Yusuke like he was about to eat him. “Did you say that, Yusuke? Do love our fox?”

Yusuke turned deep red and tried to avert his gaze. To no avail, Hiei and Kurama had him sandwiched between them. He stuttered, “Y-yeah, I said t-that. And I d-do, love him--and you too.” He looked Hiei dead in the eyes, “I love you, Hiei.”

Hiei kissed him slowly and gently on the lips, and then whispered, “I love you too, Yusuke.”

Kuwabara, who up until now had been pretending the pebble by his foot was the most interesting thing in the world, had chosen that moment to clear his throat and bring the three love struck demons back to reality. He asked them, “So, what now you guys?”

Yusuke shrugged, “I guess I’m gonna have to have a talk with Keiko, let her down easy--”

“Well, I’m glad all your inner turmoil has been worked out, but that’s not what I meant!” Kuwabara yelled, “I wanted to know how the heck we were getting home!”

“Oh, that,” Kurama chuckled, “I believe we are in the demon world now, so we should be able to find a stable gate. Let’s start by going that way.” He pointed to down the trench from which the spider-thing had chased them.

The walk back had taken a considerably longer than the run there-- but then again don’t we all move faster when chased by a giant killer spider. Eventually they neared the mouth of the canyon, where they could once again see the ruins of the three ladies’ manor house. It had been even more wrecked by the fallen beanstalk. Yes, it had been that tall. It was no wonder Kurama had been so worn out. At the edge of the ruble, and near the top of the stalk, four sets of legs could be seen, sticking out lifelessly from underneath the goo fouled fallen trunk. That put to rest any fears that the spider-creature was still alive.

“Ding-dong the witch is dead,” Yusuke muttered whilst he examined the mess.

“I don’t remember there being a witch in Jack and the Beanstalk,” Hiei tilted his head.

“Different story,” Kurama informed, “The Wizard of Oz.”

“You’d like it, Hiei,” Kuwabara put in, “It’s got munchkins.”

Almost as if on cue, a mob of small imp-like creatures arrived, blowing horns, waving flags, and singing out, “Hooray hooray, the Three are dead! We are free! Long live the Four Saviors!” They were only a foot tall, with humped backs that supported little pairs of insect wings. Some arrived rolling upon big balls of brown stuff, and turned acrobatic tricks in their glee. The four men stared at the spectacle, not knowing what to think. Until, one of the things approached them.

“We are the clan of the Dung Beetle,” the apparent spokesperson of the group told them, in his squeaky little voice, “and you the Four Saviors have liberated us in destroying the wicked Three. For this we are grateful and shall plague to you our eternal gratitude and service.”

“That’s very generous of you,” Kurama said, trying to hide his obvious amusement, “but we don’t really need any servants right now. However if you insist on showing your gratitude you could guide us to the nearest portal to human world, if that is at all possible.”

“Oh yes, very possible!” The little bug-man bounced, eager to help, “There is one, not far. We take you there, yes!”

“First the gift!” Another Dung Beetle reminded him.

“Oh yes the gift, I could not forget,” he waved forward, three large females, who may have been considered comely to their species. For a moment the boys were worried that theses females may be this famous gift, but they were soon relieved to find this was not so, when each of the females presented Yusuke, Hiei, and Kurama each a small box.
At the bug-man’s urging they opened the boxes to find that each one contained a lovely shining band of silver baring a single Iolite, sparkling deep blue or purple depending how the light hit it.

“These rings they are very special,” the bug-man explained, “it is said that those who bear these rings will forever be happy and together as one.”

“That’s oddly appropriate,” Yusuke smirked, slipping his ring on. It fit like it was made for him.

“We know. My wife was in the cannon after you cut down that spider’s perch. She told us everything she saw,” a round bug-man giggled. A round bug-woman, who was probably his wife, knocked him upside the head.

Ignoring the couple, the spokesmen turned to Kuwabara, “Do not think we forgot about you, human. Those who worked in the house say that was you who drove the Three mad and exposed their vulnerabilities. For you, our greatest hero to the Clan of the Dung Beetle, we will build a statue in your honor!”

Kuwabara puffed up, “Well it’s about time someone gave me some recognition.”

“Out of our finest dung!” The bug-man finished excitedly.

“Oh,” Kuwabara wilted. His three demonic companions couldn’t help but giggle.

The Dung Beetles were a disappointed to hear Kuwabara couldn’t stick around to see the completion of his statue but, they promised to post updates on its construction on twitter. Soon after that exchange they were shown the portal to human world. Once back in human world, the three demons bid farewell to Kuwabara, and headed to Yusuke’s place. They were so excited to be alive, fit, and back together. They could hardly keep their hands off of each other. In tangle of limbs and questing lips, they entered Yusuke apartment. Yusuke practically fell onto the couch. Hiei climbed onto his lap, knotting his fists into Yusuke’s dark un-gelled hair and fiercely devoured his lips. Kurama would have been all too happy to join, but there was a little matter he had to attend to first. He picked up Yusuke’s phone, slipped into the hall were his friends moans couldn’t be overheard, and dialed his mother’s number.

“Hello,” his mother’s sweet voice came over the line. It never failed to calm him.

“Hello mother, this is Shuichi,” He answered back.

“Shuichi, it’s good to hear from you. How was your camping trip with Yusuke?” That was what he told her he was doing. He couldn’t exactly tell her they were heading of to face an unknown enemy to save his male lover, now could he?

“It was fine for the most part, but there were a lot of bugs,” he told her, “we just got back in the city a few minutes ago.”

“It’s pretty late, Shuichi, and you now how dangerous the streets can be late at night.”

“Yes I know, mother. That‘s kind of why I called, to let you know I’m okay, but I’m not coming home tonight. We’re all pretty exhausted from the trip, you see, so I’m going to sleep over at Yusuke’s tonight and come home sometime tomorrow.

“That sounds good. Well, I better let you go, so you can get some sleep. Be sure to give Yusuke my love and I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, mother.”

Kurama hung up the phone, and then headed back to the living room where he expected to find two sexy demons deeply involved in sensual gratification. What he did find however, was two sexy demons deeply asleep. Yusuke was sitting up, his head drooping to one side. Hiei was curled up on his lap like a cat, with his face tucked neatly against Yusuke’s stomach. Kurama chuckled; it seemed that he wasn’t lying to his mother when he said they were all exhausted.

Yusuke and Hiei would have been sore as hell come morning, if he’d allowed them to sleep like that. So, Kurama put himself to the painstaking task of undressing the two and carrying them to Yusuke’s bed. It was funny they didn’t stir when he stripped them, but when he laid Yusuke’s naked body next to Hiei’s, the dark haired men instinctively snuggled up to one and other. It was both cute and sexy, Kurama didn’t know whether to laugh or moan. He watched them as he disrobed. His hand strayed down to his member. He gave it a firm pull. It felt so naughty touching himself while his lovers slept. Kurama liked naughty.

He climbed up on the bed so that he could kneel between Yusuke’s spread legs. Hiei had one of his legs thrown over Yusuke’s, half covering his hips. Kurama thrilled at the sight of their soft sleeping members where they touched each other without knowing. Come morning those rods would harden and become sensitive. Hiei and Yusuke would probably grind each other off, before they were even fully awake.

“Oh… ah…YAWWWNN,” a big yawn interrupted Kurama’s masturbation. He was only half hard at best and he realized just how tired he really was. So, he lay down in the unoccupied spot next to Yusuke. He stole one last glace at two unbelievably sexy demons and muttered, “I’ll fuck your asses in the morning.”

“Not if I get yours first,” was Hiei’s amused retort.

Kurama sprung upright, “Hiei, have you been awake this whole time?!”

There was no more response from Hiei. He was either asleep again or pretending to be asleep. Either way, he wasn’t talking. Kurama went to sleep, eager for the dawn.

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TBC…
A/N: Sorry it’s taken so long between posts, but it’s spring ya know, I’ve got parks to visit and closets to clean. Anyhow, your patience will be soon be rewarded. (I’ve already got it written, just got to edit it. So, I should have it out to you guys real soon.) Cue Smile Bomb! Wow, there’s been a lot of twists and turns on this journey, but there are a few unanswered questions yet. How will Yusuke break it off with Keiko? Will he survive it? And what’s net for our horny heroes? Next time on the 6th UV, the Epilemon!