Trouble LOL

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Trouble L.O.L.
By 11

Chapter 07

Kurama groaned as consciousness slowly brought him back into reality. He heard muffled giggles close by, he was lying with his legs spread apart from each other, on a comfortable soft cushioned surface; that felt to be a bed. It probably was; that and his hands were bound above his head, his feet bound similarly in their current position, that and he was completely naked.

“Wakey, wakey…” a soft girl’s voice teased as something like a feather danced down his body from his neck to his hip before moving to just so softly tickle his limp manhood. He jerked at the contact and in doing so his eyes opened as well.

The girl’s giggled. Grins on all their faces. He couldn’t really count the number that were in the room, all he could see was it was certainly a lot. But hey… weren’t these the same girls who were picking at him that one day at school?

“How are you today Kurama-kun!” the girl with the big pink feather, the one he had been tickled with, said as she stood up and moved to sit on top of him the other girls crowding in closer, and his body tensed slightly in recoil. He was getting a bad feeling about this...

These were fangirls…

The worst word/specie known to bishie kind; and they were youkai, the girls were all dressed in skimpy lingerie, that was either tight and form fitting, other’s billowy and see through.

He tried to sink back as far as possible into the pillow to try and get away from the hand the girl was now reaching for him. But of course he didn’t have much anywhere to go and her hand landed at its destination on his cheek stroking gently. “It’s okay, Kurama, we’ll take care of you for now,” she cooed with a sweet smile that the red head did not trust.

“Hey! Why do you get to go first?” one of the other girls complained glaring at the girl with the pink feather. She glared back at the other girl.

“Because it was my plan that got him back here in our custody!” she snapped angrily as she bounced her ample bottom slightly over Kurama. He turned to look to the other way, though, while the girls large breasts bounced a bit, the pressure over his groin not really managing to stimulate him.

Now, how did he get in this repulsive situation, again?

“Well we carried him!” another group of girls piped up in irritated tones. “We got him here in the first place!”

“Oh come on! He’s ours, he’s a bishie, and there’s plenty to go around!” another girl decided standing up, “Look at that, we can all be on him at once really.”

“Okay!” the girl with the feather agreed as the girls started to flock in closer as to agreement with the presented plan.

Kurama felt himself tense up as they drew in closer, but just then a giant siren went off somewhere. The girls all immediately looked up in surprise and shock. Some whined when they realized that their ‘fun’ was to be delayed.

“An intruder! Come on, girls!” the leader, girl with the feather, said hopping off towards the door, “Don’t worry red, promise we’ll all be back real soon!”

She and a few others blew him little kisses as they all hurried from the room to deal with the alarm, and Kurama idly wondered if any of them realized they were going to meet and battle this intruder in nothing but their lingerie. But then at least he didn’t have them in here, now he could see about an escape.

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“Ah! What’s this!” the girl who seemed to be in charge declared staring down at the intruders in surprise and almost an appreciative delight.

“Wow, nice definition going on there, cutie!” another called over to the shorter of the two marveling at their appearance. Bodies that were well proportioned and slightly muscled just enough to hold a ton of appeal to the several hundred rabid fangirls that soon streamed into the entryway looking down at their uninvited but nonetheless attractive and now welcome guests.

“And what are your names?” the leader asked after a moment of letting her eyes move over them and an unconscious licking of her lips.

“Yusuke, and Hiei,” Yusuke introduced them but his tone was harsh even as he glared at the scantily clad fandom of girls. “What have you done with Kurama? Where is he?”

“They’re so attractive!” a girl squealed suddenly, “Oh can we keep them!” she asked their leader with puppy eyes as she randomly grew kitty ears and tail.

“We want Kurama, give him back now!” Yusuke ordered annoyed that they didn’t seem to be listening to a word he said. Hiei only shook his head, didn’t he know by now that fangirls were impossible; and in more ways than one?

“Kurama may be good, but I don’t think there’s any harm in taking too more, that way no one has to wait too long,” another reasoned. Then the rest of the girls agreed several squeal and busy giggling chattering commenced among the women as they drowned out Yusuke in their busy squealing about how cute the intruders were.

The dark-haired teen’s eyesbrow twitched slightly in annoyance. Hiei wondered how long it would take them to finally quiet down and make a move. If they didn’t soon he and Yusuke could probably walk right past them and they wouldn’t even notice.

“All right girls! You’ve convinced me!” the leader bellowed quieting the ranks in her single loud yell, “We’ll capture them too! Charge!”

With that the girls all focused their attention forward and leapt from the overlooking balcony onto the entryway or ran, pouring down the stairs towards the two boys. Hiei smirked as he rushed forward into the fray taking out a first few several with his sheathed katana, so as not to so much kill so much as knock down and discourage from fighting anymore. Yusuke soon followed suit firing his spirit gun into the masses.

Finally, battle start.

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Kurama let the last of the thick rope drop from his hands onto the small pile on the floor. He sighed in relief and smiled lightly for thanks that the fangirls were as silly to tie him up with regular ropes instead of spirit energy enforced cords.

Looking around the expansive room of comfortable items and some not comfortable at all. He frowned as he looked over at one of the walls where some silver chains along with whips, leashes, and other sorts of various items that included a wide variety of sex toys, were hanging from the wall or on the shelf. Turning his attention back to the task at hand, finding where they had stashed his clothes, he wondered where he would put a bishie’s clothes if he was a mentally deranged fangirl.

Searching the trunk near the vanity he found his clothes, the only problem was that they were ripped to shreds. Upon picking up the material to better examine the damage he was surprised to find it somewhat sticky, but with what? It could be one of two things, salivate or-uh… never mind. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know anyway. Both possibilities were a little much for him to even consider putting the damaged clothing back on to leave.

He did find a spare pair of black leather pants in the bottom drawer of the vanity, along with some other black leather ‘clothing’ and accessories. Point was he now had pants and could leave, so he started for the door. He could hear the commotion from the entryway, mostly girls screaming and energy discharges, he’d been feeling the energy ever since a little after the girls left now he could hear it as well.

Glancing out into the entryway he saw his exit route cut off, so he started around the other way on the second floor balcony to try and walk around to where the door was leap down and exit through the front door. Silly building design only having one door and almost no windows!

But as he came along the walkway he glanced down at the battle below. He had been perhaps expecting some local bandits or something but instead it surprised him somewhat, Yusuke and Hiei were down there fighting them. The girls came in torrents pouring from the rooms and hallways into the main area charging at the two of them. Kurama’s feet stopped moving him down towards the door as he stopped to watch the scene below him.

The sound was near deafening, the sound of floor boards crushing beneath limbs as one was either thrown against the walls or a blow to the floor resulted from a given target’s swiftness.

They came… to save me?

Kurama wondered, somewhat surprised, as he watched the battle continue. But how could this be? For one thing they were working together, and secondly… why would Hiei come all this way? Did he really care that much?

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“Argh!” Yusuke cried as he blasted a rei-gun at the next five would-be assailants as they were tossed away by the blast. “Hiei!”

The jaganshi looked up at Yusuke briefly before catching another of their attackers with his katana leaping over the fallen one to strike down three more.

“Hiei, we’ll never get to Kurama if this keeps up, there’s too many and it’ll take too long!” Yusuke shouted to the koorime as he caught one in the throat and another in the gut before letting them fall, five more taking their place.

“What’s your plan then?” Hiei asked speeding past his current attackers and striking them down with the katana.

“Hiei, you go on ahead and rescue Kurama, I’ll take care of the rest of these,” Yusuke ordered as he released several blasts of his rei-gun at once providing a sufficient opening through the masses for Hiei to break past the barricade. In truth he wasn’t really sure what he’d say if he did see Kurama again. It may take more to apologize than to take out the rest of the rabid fangirls.

“Thank you,” it was a whisper and may not have been heard but he’d meant it. He at once sped through the opening the hanyou had provided and was on the other side the masses closing behind him.

“Hey, that one’s-!” one girl shouted as she noticed the blur of black zoom by.

“Leave him, there’s no other exit, he’ll have to come back this way in any case,” the leader said preparing to launch the next attack on the now lone fighter.

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Kurama watched as Hiei ran past to the rooms he had previously been in as Yusuke continued the seemingly hopeless battle. But knowing Yusuke, he would both survive and conquer the lot of them. It may not be immediately apparent but the girls were quickly losing their reserves.

Kurama turned his attention back to Hiei and walked back into the above rooms in the back following the dark-haired fire demon.

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Hiei arrived in the large master bedroom at the very back of the fangirls stronghold. But it was empty. He found a length of rope on the floor, it had been severed by ki. Of course Kurama would have escaped by now if those girls had bound him with mere rope.

Hiei snorted slightly with a wry smile. They had provided a sufficient diversion for the kitsune to escape. Now who knew where the redhead was by now?

“Hiei?”

It was just a brush of signature life force, but the jaganshi recognized it well enough. Kurama stood in the doorway looking in at the slightly shorter koorime. Kurama knew he knew he was there, but the koorime still stood with his back to him, he dropped the rope he had been observing.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” Hiei said after a time as he turned to face the redhead. “I really meant what I said… a few hours ago.”

A pause, and then he continued.

“I’m sorry.”

He repeated the words, but he was more steady this time, there was more confidence and his eyes held no lie, just an unrepressed longing, and sadness.

“Hiei,” Kurama said softly a small smile coming to his face. “What I was also going to tell you, and Yusuke, earlier was…” he paused as if contemplating; Hiei waited.

“I accept your apology Hiei,” he told him. “I accept you.” He took a few steps forward his hand coming up to linger near the koorime’s cheek, his fingers gently brushing the small side locks there. “For whatever reason, I still love you. I love you, Hiei.”

Hiei watched him, his expression did not change but in his eyes feeling was apparent. “Thank you… Kurama,” he said after a moment his hand coming up to cover Kurama’s against his cheek. Kurama gently pulled the koorime to him and embraced him, the affection returned as Hiei’s hands fell to rest comfortably close against the redhead’s waist.

“There will be payback though… oh yes,” Kurama said softly, half to Hiei and half to himself, as he smiled into the fire demon’s dark hair.

He had missed him so much.

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The rei gun blast shoved another number of them out of the way. But like a sea they were endless, never ceasing as only more poured in through the doors. For every one he blasted five more took her place in the lines. Normally he’d have had no trouble with this, but time had passed and he was slowly but surely losing to fatigue.

“AGH!” with one final cry he summoned his strength to eliminate the rest of them. He heard their cries as the lacerating light swallowed them.


“He’s fatiguing…” one girl said delighted as she turned to her superior, “should we all move in now?” the other girl nodded.

“Okay everyone! Move in now! I mean everybody! Go!”


Yusuke looked up as the masses started to swarm together, like a giant tidal wave that quickly threatened to smash him. “Ah great.” He muttered darkly, he still had some energy in reserve but it would have been better if they had attacked in their previous more scattered way before.

He fired another blast but only tore away the front line as the wave charged towards him. A muscle twitched; there was no way he was going to die fighting a bunch of fangirls…

Then suddenly his attackers paused, the girl at the front now had an odd look on her face, then suddenly keeled over coughing up blood. The other girls, seemingly out of nowhere, screeched as multiple scars started to appear all over their bodies. Bleeding profusely they fell back.

“Oh no! What is this!”

“Retreat! Retreat!!”

Yusuke watched amazed as their numbers fell back their forces scattering as they fled their fortress, even as their bodies just started bleeding. Howls of angry defeat and pain mixed as the building was quickly evacuated. His legs finally gave under him and he allowed himself to fall back and sit on the ground propping himself up with his arms, elbows locked. Yusuke wondered briefly if he too would start to bleed soon.

“You looked like you needed some help, Yusuke.”

Yusuke turned his head to look over his shoulder where the blind youkai lord stood with a small smile on his face.

“Yeah, thanks,” Yusuke offered back a grin.

“Where is Hiei and Kurama?” the lord asked briefly as he walked over and helped Yusuke to stand back up.

“Ugh… I don’t know, I told Hiei to go ahead, I assume he found him,” Yusuke said with a groan his body aching slightly from the abuse of his reserved energy that still had yet to be regained.

“You’d probably be right,” Yomi said. Now that the previous energy of the many fighters in the building had faded two distinct auras could clearly be felt in the close by area. “Looks like that little koorime found the kitsune.”

Yusuke only nodded. He really needed some rest, Hiei could take care of Kurama for a while without him. “We won’t disturb them,” Yomi said after a moment a laughing snort coming from the older demon. Reaching out a little farther Yusuke felt the energies not so much in their regular state so much as in tight flares that burst and rippled through the atmosphere. He knew they weren’t fighting, he’d have heard the building being destroyed if they were… which only meant one other thing.

“I believe that this is something along the lines of what he was trying to tell you and Hiei earlier,” Yomi mused. Yusuke only vaguely nodded a grim smile slowly coming into place.

“Figures,” he said staggering off towards the doorway. Yomi followed. “Kurama really loved Hiei to begin with didn’t he?”

Yomi didn’t answer; the question was rhetorical. Yusuke sighed and breathed the outside air, the makai always had a cleaner smell than the ningenkai, probably because less cars and food stands to pollute the natural wood smells. But he wouldn’t have minded some food to help get back his energy.

“If he makes Kurama happy,” Yusuke said after a minute, “It’s okay with me. Hiei probably won’t be an idiot again and hurt him.”

Yomi nodded, but he still sensed a hollow hurt in Yusuke’s tone. “This must have been some week for you, first Keiko broke up with you and then Kurama,” Yomi noted.

Yusuke chuckled, “Yeah. I’ve gotta be really messed up as far as that department goes,” he shook his head at the ground.

“You should probably get out and do some things,” Yomi suggested, “occupy yourself so that you don’t dwell on it.” Yusuke only nodded. “I’m having a party at the castle tomorrow night, actually it’s Souma’s party but you could come if you wanted to.”

“Party, huh?” Yusuke asked vaguely as he started walked again down the hill from the fortress, “sure. I’ll be there.”

Yomi was right about staying occupied though, if he dwelled on things he usually got pretty depressed. Who knew? A party could probably do him some good. Maybe several…

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Hiei pulled sharply on the silky bonds, testing them. They didn’t break.
He frowned just slightly. Payback… of course, and as such he would have no say in whatever it was the kitsune decided to do.

So cruel to take away his control over the situation…

He looked over at Kurama who just grinned. He was having fun right now as he was, and he hadn’t even started playing yet. He now had Hiei bound naked on the spacious bed and his poor little koorime just looked so lost and unsure.

“What now fox?” Hiei asked after a moment. Kurama couldn’t hold back a chuckle at that as he stood and walked over and sat down on the bed by him.

He gently stroked the koorime’s cheek and smiled lightly as Hiei’s eyes closed slightly as he leaned into the soft touch.

Hiei jerked slightly when he felt Kurama’s tongue flick out over the vein on his neck, but slowly relaxed into the warm tender feeling. Kurama shifted so he was lying over the koorime, and Hiei sharply twisted his hands against their ropes, but as he had previously noticed, they wouldn’t break.

Kurama chuckled, and nuzzled gently against Hiei’s shoulder lowering his body to lay against Hiei. The koorime was getting there, and so was he.

Hiei groaned. Kurama had taken off the pants he’d managed to find and now with their bodies pressed together he was quickly reaching full. He thrust his hips up to grind them together even as his hands pulled against their restraints. Kurama’s hands went down to hold the koorime’s hips down and Hiei growled slightly in frustration. His irritated eyes meeting Kurama’s calm laughing ones.

“I love you Hiei,” he said his voice soft and husky. Once hand coming up appreciatively stroking the fire demon’s stomach. Hiei grunted in response. The redhead’s head traveling higher and tracing a single finger around the rim of one peaking nipple.

Hiei jerked his hips up but the other hand was still firm. He was starting to burn all over and the kitsune just sat there tracing his scalding finger around patterns at his chest. Every burning cells sending their heat to his groin.

“Kurama…” Hiei groaned irritatedly as he tried bucking again to no avail. The kitsune laughed lightly at him his hand dropping down, but avoiding the one place Hiei wanted it. But Kurama seemed perfectly content to rub his hand slowly over the inside of the fire demon’s thighs. Hiei let his head fall back, and he tried to somehow calm his hunger even as his hands clenched into fists above is head.

He should just let Kurama play, after all he wasn’t getting anywhere, just frustrated when he wanted Kurama to hurry up already. Hiei uncoiled his muscles, slowly and every individual burning touch could easily be felt. He was already so hard he thought he’d die if he didn’t get release but relaxing just a bit and concentrating on the feeling he found himself not so much angry, still frustrated yes, but it felt slightly better now.

Kurama smiled as he saw Hiei relax into this more submissive role. “I love you Hiei,” Kurama said again. Hiei nodded this time.

“I love you Hiei,” Kurama repeated his hand tracing dangerously close to the koorime’s member. Hiei moaned. “I love you Hiei.”

“I love you too, Kurama,” Hiei breathed, sweating now as his body burned hotter. Kurama smiled and leaned up to kiss him, the fire demon’s lip soft and pliant against his. Maybe he was ready now, Kurama drew back.

The kitsune’s hands didn’t leave Hiei’s thighs but the fire demon almost cried out when he felt Kurama’s mouth cover him. Kurama was actually quite skilled at this, he had forgotten that.

His tongue rubbed against his underside and Kurama sighed into it, a shiver running up Hiei’s spine as he did so. The burns now turning into all out bonfires all across his body centered back at his member and spilled out into the kitsune’s waiting mouth. Hiei let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and panted softly against the humid air around him.

“We’re not done yet, Hiei,” Kurama laughed lightly at the koorime, red eyes opening to look up at Kurama who was now grinning down at him, his own member leaking slightly.

Hiei’s slightly glazed eyes smirked half-lidded up at the redheaded fox, “aw… but you tied me up…” he told him simply. Kurama crawled up on Hiei’s chest and looked at him with misty eyes.

“Please Hiei,” it was a request and Hiei took him up on the offer leaning forward to tease the tip of fox’s arousal. He heard the fox moan briefly, and he let his tongue drag along the underside of the stiff member, Kurama’s breath quickened slightly as he closed his eyes to concentrate more on the slow feeling.

Hiei smirked to himself somewhat, feeling some of his control return to him. He took the head and sucked lightly, the kitsune groaned his legs spreading a little wider moving slowly forward to try and get Hiei to take all of him. The koorime grinned inwardly as he slowly took the fox into him, inch by agonizing inch, Kurama grasped at the headboard to keep himself from roughly shoving himself in Hiei’s mouth. He didn’t want to hurt him.

But then the koorime had hurt him… but he was not going to be like Hiei was. Maybe the fire demon would take a leaf out of his book on how to treat an uke then.

These semi rational thoughts left him with a gasp as Hiei went down on him fully, pulling back up to the head applying suction just before plunging back down and repeating. Kurama moaned and fought hard to keep his hips from rising to meet Hiei’s mouth as he plunged that wet heat onto him.

He was getting close… so close… just a little more…

Suddenly Kurama pulled away. Hiei frowned; he was actually starting to enjoy that. He felt Kurama return and covered the koorime’s lips with a soft but possessing kiss. The fox could taste himself on the other’s tongue and growled into the other’s mouth. Hiei felt something hard and slick enter him, it was small, and it felt a little odd being inside him, but with Kurama’s sweet mouth planted against his own he was in favor of ignoring the intruder in favor of the redhead’s kiss.

A second slick stiffness was added and they slowly moved in him, it was a bit uncomfortable but the kiss helped him zone it out. He yelped breaking the kiss when he felt the two stiff things, Kurama’s finger as he found out, started to make scissoring motions inside him, stretching his entrance.

“Shh… it’s okay Hiei, it’ll be okay,” Kurama soothed as the stiff intruders searched against his inner walls. Hiei suddenly gasped and arched. Something had just set fire to his body, briefly, before he came back to reality and found Kurama’s fingers removed, his other hand gently stroking his cheek.

“It’ll hurt, but only for a moment, and it’ll get better,” Kurama told him, “I promise.” Kurama felt as Hiei’s nerves tightened realizing that Kurama’s erect member was now placed at his entrance. He coaxed him to relax and he did, though he still watched the fox somewhat warily.

With one smooth thrust Kurama was inside him. Hiei grunted in surprise and pain. It felt like he was splitting in half, it hurt, and he wanted it out of him. It was slick, maybe if he wiggled enough it’d slide out.

Kurama pulled back and thrust back him, making sure he hit where Hiei would forget the pain he felt. It worked, he felt Hiei’s body go lax as his body arched upwards toward his own. Hiei’s inner walls felt so tight and warm it was a bit of a difficulty not to just go ahead and pound him into the mattress, but he went slow. As slow as his body would allow without driving himself completely insane.

Hiei moaned as he felt that same spot being hit, but it wasn’t enough, he was already hard again and he could feel the pressure building, but it wasn’t fast enough. He felt like he was slowly dying in his own frenzied heat.

“Kurama…” he moaned, “faster… please…”

The kitsune sighed in relief and complied readily. Hiei cried out as he arched this time the flames inside him rising and burning high.

Kurama relished the feeling of the slick heat surrounding his arousal and the many varied sounds of moans and mewls now wrung from the koorime’s throat.

The fire burned, and burned. Burned until he didn’t exist, nothing did. Nothing existed except this feeling. This overwhelming feeling as he seemed to slowly approach the brink of his very existence.

Then he was over.

The whole world washed away in a sea of white. The same white that spilled suddenly over his abdomen as he came, his inner walls contracting on Kurama’s member wringing the fox dry, shooting his own seed into his dark lover.

Kurama collapsed onto the bed next to Hiei for a moment, just to breath. Hieis breath evened out a little slower than his own did, but that was okay.

Tired and misted red eyes looked over at the kitsune after a moment and Kurama grinned at him. “I love you, Hiei.”

“I love you too, Kurama,” Hiei said in a tired voice as he closed his eyes. Kurama chuckled and climbed on top of him again.

“Come on, Hiei, we can go again,” Kurama said sweetly pulling the koorime back from sleep to try and glare incredulously at his partner to tell him how incredibly wasted he was. But all excuses and complaints were silenced when the fox covered the young fire demon’s lips with his own, his hand snaking down to bring the koorime back to erection.

And so the cries of the fire demon and kitsune reigned in the night…

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The end

Old Comments from way back when, when this story was first posted:
A special thanks to my reviewers,
Thank you. Your comments and otherwise mean a lot to me as an author.

First off, I want to thank everyone who reviewed this fic, it meant a lot to me.
Maya had asked if Yusuke ever got over Kurama. I'm not quite sure myself, but I'm assuming that he went to Yomi's party and did eventually get over the redhead.
Again, thanks for reviewing.

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