Standard disclaimers apply. Yoshihiro Togashi-sama created Hiei-tachi. Orochi belongs to King Of Fighters, SNK. Storyline, belongs to newspapers and me⌠This fic has a tinge of yaoi only. Concentrates more on a case called ârapeâ which is a hot topic nowadays. A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs ********************** Rape Hiei blinked. He knew this was the day. Itâs his birthday and he hated it. He will loose all his powers for the day. So heâll be just like a normal 16 year old, short, ningen boy. He gritted his teeth. He felt like crying. What if suddenly a band of youkais came after him? He definitely couldnât defeat them, even if theyâre a lower D class youkai. Every 4 years, itâll happen. Heâd tried to power up himself⌠trying hard if by any chance this one year will be an exception and he could fire his Jia Ou Ensatsu Kens. He looked at his fingers. He tried to concentrate his youki, but it seemed that he have none. He slumped on his knees, fingers tightening, gathering Makai soil in between his palms. Biting his lower lips so hard that it was starting to bleed. He hated to feel weak, but⌠He straightened up and look around. He felt no security at all. He might get killed anytime. And his punch was weaker than a 10 year old humanâs punch. Even trying to lift his katana was a big deal. Slowly, he walked freely out of Makai. In to Ningenkai. To find shelter. To find security. To find Kurama⌠Meiow High schoolâs examination results are out! Everyone came to the hall to look at their positions. At the centre of the board, was the names of the top three students. Printed in gold and framed in glass. _______________________ Minamino Shuuichi 498 Yuu Kaito 492 Kana Yashiro 488 _______________________ Kurama smiled, his examination marks were brilliant. Excellent. Great. And heâd been elected to be the student president of the school. But he shook it off and gave the title to the second student, Yuu Kaito. Girls and boys showered him with congratulations and cards. He smiled gratefully at them. His class teacher even gave him a rose *of course his teacher was a SHE!* When the school bell rang, everybody went home. Some with happy faces, some with sad ones. Regretting that they didnât did as well as others. Kurama practically slipped past those roaring girls and boys. He wanted to go home and tell his kaasan. "Tadaima, kaasan!" Kurama hollered as soon as he opened the door. Shiori came out to greet him. "I heard that you got your exam results already," she smiled. Kurama narrowed his eyes. "Who told you?" asked Kurama, sitting next to his mother. "Ano, Kashima sensei told me," said Shiori, smiling. Kashima sensei was one of the teachers in Meiow High School and she lives a few doors away. "So, you knew already I got first in the form?" asked Kurama. Shiori nodded. Kurama slumped himself on the sofa. "Then itâs no fun telling you already," he mumbled, a hint of disappointment in his voice. Shiori felt bad. "Ano, but I still want to hear it from my sonâs mouth, though," she said, trying to coax her son. Kurama smiled and kissed his mother. "Daijobu, kaasan. I want to get a good sleep. Iâm soo sleepy," he yawned for effect. Shiori smiled. "Yoshi, but come down if youâre hungry. Food is on the table," she said and picked up her knitting set. Kurama nodded and walked to his room. Hiei felt hot. :⌠Damn âŚ: he snorted and took off his cloak, swinging it on his shoulder. He felt very tired and wanted to drink water. But he had no money. If he tried to steal, he didnât even have the strength to run away. For sure heâll get caught. He didnât even dare to think of the consequences. He felt so weak and useless. Kuramaâs house was just around the corner. He stopped at his window and looked up at it. He canât even climb the tree, he might fall and break his back. So he decided to throw stones at the window. Kurama was just about to take off his pants when he heard a sound. He concentrated for a while and shook it off. He thought it might be some birds. So he continued to unzip his pants and heard the noise again. With his zipper down unconsciously, he went to the window. As soon as the window was opened, another stone fell in. Nearly hit his nose. But fortunately, his quick instinct told him to move away or heâll be having a bruised nose for a week. Kurama looked at the stone which landed on his floor. Then turned back to look outside, from where it came from and saw Hiei sitting on the ground with his cloak and katana next to him. Kurama smiled. "Come in, Hiei!" he said aloud. Hiei narrowed his eyes at Kurama and gestured him to come out. Kurama shrugged and jumped out the window, totally forgotten about his undone zippers. As soon as he landed in front of Hiei, Hiei pointed at his pants. "Your zip is down. I can see something," he informed the youko. Kurama blushed and looked around. Luckily, there was no one looking. He quickly ran up the zipper and sat beside Hiei. "Why donât you come up?" asked the curios youko, wiping off a bead of sweat on Hiei's forehead. "I have to talk to you," told Hiei and grabbed Kuramaâs hand. "Take me up to your room. I canât climb up myself," said Hiei, practically whispering to Kurama. Kurama nodded and took Hiei's cloak and katana too without effort and carried his friend up to his room. Kurama switched on the air-cond and closed the window. "Okay, now talk," said Kurama, handling Hiei a cup of warm tea. Hiei cleared his throat. "Todayâs my birthday," he told the youko. Kurama turned instantly. "Your birthday? Why didnât you tell me earlier? We could have some sort of a party, you know?" said Kurama, settling beside the birthday boy. Hiei gave Kurama a âShut-up-and-let-me-finishâ look and continued. "Well, let me tell you the whole story first," snapped Hiei. Kurama nodded and sat next to his koorime, sipping his tea. "Once in 4 years, Iâll loose all my powers on my birthday. So this seemed to be one of the years," Hiei told the surprised youko. Kurama narrowed his eyes. "Explain more, I donât seem to understand much," he said gently. Knowing that Hiei donât fancy this âoccasionâ at all. Hiei sighed. "I canât call Kokuryuuha, I canât use Ensatsu Kens, I canât ran as fast⌠and in other words, Iâm just a normal stupid ningen boy. I canât even defeat a lower D class youkai," Hiei told Kurama. Kurama felt sorry for his best friend. He started to wrap his arms around the koorime. Breathing in his soft spiky hair, he tried his best to soothe him. "Never mind Hiei, Iâll take care of you today. I swear no one will do any harm to you," promised Kurama. Hiei wrapped his arms around Kurama and cried *okay, not cry⌠just a few sniffsâŚ*. "What if we celebrate your birthday?" asked Kurama. Hiei looked up at those emerald eyes. "We could go around town, have fun. Enjoy your day. Eat ramen at Yuusukeâs stall," suggested Kurama. Hiei buried his face on Kuramaâs chest. Kurama was so nice to cheer him up. Kurama pushed Hiei gently and kissed away those teary red eyes. "Now, letâs get you in to something humanly," he said. Hiei gave him a dirty look. "Well, if you dress as you normally do, any youkai would suspect itâs you easier, ne?" reasoned Kurama. Hiei thought for a while and nodded. 4.00 p.m.⌠Kurama and Hiei went to the video game centre. "This Hiei, is a game called âKing Of Fightersâ. Itâs a very nice game. Pick any character you want and⌠this is for punch, kick and if you combine them⌠theyâll have other tricks too!" said Kurama as he explained the game to Hiei. Hiei watched meaningfully. Hiei ended up, getting the best ranking of the day. With a total score of 880827 he beat Orochi without effort. A few balloons and confettiâs were thrown into the air. Horns were blown. "CONGRATULATIONS! YOUâRE THE NEW KING OF FIGHTERS!" announced the computer. Hiei expressed a small smile and everyone clapped. 5.30 p.m.⌠They went to eat at Yuusukeâs ramen shop. "Haha Hiei! Kurama! Welcome, welcome! Eat and tell me what you think of it. Okay, Hiei?" said Yuusuke giving Hiei and Kurama a steaming bowl of ramen each. "Blow it first, itâs hot," advised Kurama. Hiei knew better than to ignore Kuramaâs warnings. He nodded and once and blew at the ramen. Most of the soup flew out of the bowl. Yuusuke and Keiko chuckled. "Ano Hiei, not that hard," said Yuusuke, wiping the soup thatâs on the table with a damp cloth as Keiko went to take other peopleâs order. Kurama showed Hiei how to scoop the noodles with the chopsticks and blew softly at it. Hiei frowned. Kurama smiled. "Open your mouth," he told the koorime. Hiei opened his cute mouth and Kurama put the cooled noodles in Hiei's mouth. Hiei munched on it. "So, howâs my ramen?" asked Yuusuke, placing two glasses of cold ice water in front of them. Hiei smiled slightly. "Iâd have to say itâs⌠nice to eat," he said. Yuusuke smiled. That compliment was very precious from a cold hearted koorime. He was wondering why was Hiei acting so warm that day, but decided against it. He must have his own reasons and if he wasnât going to tell him, itâs not his to know. Anyway, Hiei wasnât acting bad, he was kind of in a very good temper that day. 6.20 p.m.⌠Kurama brought him to the ânight marketâ. It was crowded and thereâs a lot of things to see. They stopped at a fortune telling stand and Kurama shoved Hiei on the seat. The bold man looked at Hiei and widened his eyes. "Youâre not from here," he said instantly. Kurama smiled and sat next to Hiei. "You too," he said, smiling, gesturing at Kurama. But suddenly his expressions turned a bit dull. "Come on boy, donât feel too bad. Youâre lover is here for you and you should be proud and happy. Not dull like this, lighten up," said the bold man, showing something to Kurama and Hiei. "Pick one," he told them. Hiei looked at Kurama, Kurama gave him a soft smile and nodded as he took something out of the box that man was showing them. Hiei picked something and gave back to the man after Kurama. The old man scanned something and smiled. "This is very rareâŚ," he started. "You two are meant for each other and will have to face many life threatening adventures together⌠but youâll always end up happy and have each other to appreciate," the man told them. Hiei frowned. But he finally smiled at the man and bowed. "Doumo," he uttered and went off. Kurama stood and shrugged. "Take care of him tonight boy, something will be happening," warned the man with a serious face before Kurama went off. Kurama nodded and thanked the man who refused money from him. Hiei was looking at a play on the busy roadside. A group of ningens were presenting a play. Hiei wanted to wait for Kurama here rather than go off further. And maybe get lost. Suddenly there was a hard grip on his shoulders. Then a hand went to his mouth and covered it. Hiei turned around, and saw a woman practically dragging him away. He couldnât shout for help or anything. He canât even breath well. Both his nose and mouth were shut tight by the woman. Then they accidentally bumped into an old woman. She just shook her head. :⌠Kids nowadays hate to stay home⌠I wonder why âŚ: she thought, thinking that Hiei didnât want to go home and that his âmotherâ was dragging him home. She dragged him off away from the crowd into a back lane alley. It was dark and was only shone by a few lights far away. Hiei tried to struggle free but he was beaten by the woman. He thought he had broken his legs and arms and she was still clawing Hiei's fair smooth skin. She kept on bashing Hiei until he felt like a lump of shit. He couldnât even move his fingers. He was then tied to a pillar. His legs were apart, tied firmly to something which he canât pull. His hands we tied up to the pole and his mouth were plastered with some kind of a tape. "Lmm.. he.. mfhhhoo," he mumbled under the tape. The woman laughed and shook her head. "Shut up little boy. Iâm going to have fun with you," she uttered bitterly. Hiei protested wildly as she took off Hiei's clothes one by one. Practically enjoying molesting the poor powerless koorime. Kurama began to worry. Where the hell was Hiei? He was just behind him a few seconds. Then he suddenly remembered the manâs words. :⌠"Take care of him tonight boy, something will be happening," âŚ: he blinked. Was this what the man was trying to warn him about? Kurama cursed himself. Hiei was in no state to get in trouble. Itâs all his fault. He sighed. He began looking around asking if anyone had seen a boy with spiky hair. Kurama stopped at the stage where there was a play going on. An old woman looked at the sweating young red head boy and asked. "Daijobu ka, otoko?" she asked. Kurama looked at the old woman and smiled wearily. "I am looking for my friend, baasan. Have you seen a little boy with black spiky hair?" asked Kurama, nearly lost hope. The woman smiled. "Yes I think I did, dear. I thought his mother came and dragged him home," she said, slightly laughing. "Mother? Chigauru, baasan⌠thatâs not his mother. Itâs someone else⌠he might be in trouble now," exclaimed Kurama. The old woman made an alarmed look. "Saa⌠I thought I saw them going there," she pointed at the back lane. Kurama nodded. "Doumo arigatou, baasan," he thanked the old woman and hurried off to where sheâd pointed. The woman who kidnapped Hiei was surprised by how smooth and supple Hieiâs skin were. Rock like muscles framed his lithe body and she began to drip. "Damn youâre so sexy little boy⌠how old are you?" she asked, unzipping Hiei's pants. "Ord⌠rnuff⌠fu⌠llâŚuâŚ," Hiei snapped under the tape. The woman frowned. "What was that? Oh, I forgot to remove your tape," she chuckled and pulled off the tape. SRAPP⌠"Old enough to kill you, you old bitch!" Hiei snapped angrily. The woman blinked. "Boy, youâre rude," she commented. "Let go of me, you rat!" he dictated. She laughed. "What if I donât?" she joked. Starting to touch Hiei's chest. "Then youâll have to answer to me!" a voice said. The woman straightened up and turned around. A tall young man, silhouette by the dim light behind him was talking. "And who the hell are you?" asked the woman, leaving her toy to face Kurama. "You donât have to know. Let go of him," he told the woman. "Who? Oh. No⌠I donât think so. Heâs mine tonight. Go and find your own toy to play with," she laughed. "Damn heâs not a toy to be played," said Kurama finding something in his hair. "Scratching your head to find a way to defeat me? donât think so," said the woman and took out a big knife from her shorts. "Rose Whip!" exclaimed Kurama as he lashed out a long thorny whip. The woman blinked. "What kind of a demon are you?" she exclaimed. "Doesnât concern you. Now, let go of himâŚ," said Kurama. The woman laughed and took out a gun. "No⌠not before I have him and Iâm going to kill you. So you might as well go away. Mind your own business and let me let you live," she told Kurama dryly. Kurama snickered evilly. "What if I donât and still insist on saving him?" asked Kurama advancing towards the woman. "Donât let me do this. I just want to have him. I donât want to kill you," she said, in a pleading tone. "I canât allow that. Heâs my best friend and my only lover," said Kurama, still walking towards the woman. She began to take a step back. "But I canât stand it! PleaseâŚ," she cried. :⌠She has mental disorders âŚ: Kurama made a mental note. And heâs not going to give Hiei up to a senior psycho-pad. "No, I promised to take care of him and I meant every word of it, so back off. Before I lash you into pieces," ordered Kurama. She began to rip open her shirt and revealed her left breast. "If I canât have him, Iâll have youâŚ," she said softly and lunged over to Kurama. Kurama was just about to lash her when he remembered that she was human. Kurama stepped aside in time and she fell down, kissing the wet ground. She slowly turned around and Kurama gasped. She had turned into a male youkai. Suddenly there was light. Someone had switched on the back light of a shop and Kurama could clearly see a youkai, no taller than himself. long blonde hair, cold green eyes. Could be mistaken for Karasu if not seen properly. "Why did you stop me? I need to kill Hiei. But before I do that, I have to do âitâ first!" he hissed. Kurama narrowed his eyes. "Why should I let you?" he asked casually. Yukina and Kuwabara were walking around the area. Kuwabara had decided to take Yukina out to the market to have fun. Just a night walk. Suddenly she stopped. "I sensed Kurama-sanâs youki together with another unidentified one!" she alarmed Kuwabara. Kuwabara looked around. "Where, Yukina? Where?" he asked. Yukina closed her eyes and clutched her fist tight. "There!" she pointed at an opening between buildings. They immediately rushed over. The youkai snapped his fingers. "What kind of a youkai are you? Have sex with someone before killing it? Sounds like a serial rapist," snorted Kurama. He could sensed that this youkai was about a lower A class youkai. "How did you came here?" asked Kurama. "No A class youkais are suppose to come to Ningenkai," stated Kurama. "I can change my shape. I could go freely through Makai and Ningenkai in woman shape," he laughed. "Change and go back to Makai then," said Kurama. The youkai shook his head. "Not before I get Hiei's head. When I am famous for killing him, Iâll go back," he said. Kurama snorted and shifted into youko form. "Then Iâll stop that from happening," snorted Kurama. "Oh, I see that you could change too," said the youkai, amused. "Get a life," snickered Kurama and threw a couple of bombing seeds at the youkai. It didnât seem to hurt him much as he came back out from a thick cloud of smoke. Suddenly there were footsteps. "Kurama-san!" shouted a familiar voice. Kurama turned and saw Yukina and Kuwabara. When he turned back, he was hit directly with a punch. "Damn," cursed Kurama and lunged over to the youkai. Kuwabara went to help Kurama as Yukina stepped aside. Kuwabara called his Rei-ken and he fought along with Kurama. This youkai was not only strong but has a strong armour. Yukina looked around and spotted something. She went closer and saw Hiei, fainted. His pants were halfway down and he was tied to a pole. She blinked and pulled back up his pants. She froze the rope that was tying Hiei and broke it. She placed Hiei on the ground and glanced over her shoulder. They were still fighting and the youkai seemed to be loosing. She turned back to Hiei and shook him. "Hiei-san, wake up! Wake up!" she shook him. Hiei blinked a few times before he was fully awake. "Yukina?" he called. "Hai, itâs me Hiei-san," she smiled, brushing off some hair from Hiei's bruised face. "What happened?" asked Yukina. "Whereâs Kurama?" he asked. Yukina moved aside and let Hiei see them fight, just in time to see Kuwabara shove the sword in the youkaiâs mouth and Kurama planted a bomb in it. Turning it into a fertiliser for weeds of some kind. "I thought Kurama was fighting a woman," frowned Hiei. Yukina shrugged. "He was fighting that monster when we arrived," said Yukina. Hiei winced as she pressed her palm on his arm, healing it. Kurama and Kuwabara came over. "Daijobu, Hiei?" he asked. "He broke his arm and his left leg," informed Yukina. Kurama frowned "Should have turned him into a distorted plant. Fuck him," he cursed and turned back into Shuuichi Minamino. "I healed his broken bones, Kurama-san. He should be cleaned off though," suggested Yukina. Kurama nodded and helped Hiei up. He realised Hiei's undone zipper and helped him with it. He lowered himself and whispered something to Hiei. "Heh⌠heh⌠now youâre zipper is down," he zipped it up. Hiei resist the urge to bite his kitsune. "So I think itâs all okay here, letâs resume our little walk Yukina-chan," said Kuwabara, grabbing her little hand. Yukina smiled and nodded. "Ja-ne, minna-sanâŚ," she said and walked off with Kuwabara. Kurama brought Hiei home and saw a note on the table noting that Mr. Hatanaka had brought his mother somewhere this weekend. Kurama brought Hiei up to his room and washed him all over. There were still bruises but itâll heal. He wrapped Hiei up in his towel and pushed him on the bed. He scanned the little koorimeâs body. A few deep cuts, a few bruises and a lot of scratch marks. He sighed and sat beside him, pulling off the towel from Hiei. "Why do a youkai have to attack me on this particular day?" he asked, as Kurama dried his hair. Kurama sighed. "I donât know⌠but anyway, itâs over. Itâll be another 4 years when thisâll happen again," said Kurama putting down the towel. Suddenly Hiei hugged Kurama. "Doumo, koibito," he uttered softly. "Hey, I promised you Iâd take care of you right?" said Kurama from between those damp strands of hair. Hiei suddenly pushed Kurama and bite on is buttons. "Hiei?" asked Kurama. "Since I donât have any other way to pay youâŚ," Hiei uttered and kissed Kurama as his hands worked on the other buttons. Kurama smiled and returned the kiss. "Canât you at least wait until all those bleeding stop and the bruises gone?" he asked between the kiss. Hiei shook his head and smirked. "I love you too much to wait," he uttered. Owari⌠^_^ Since rape cases was one of the highly rated crimes happening around, I decided to write something about it. Anyway, donât act like Kurama and fight the rapist. Call a police. Find help. Hiei : Yeah, and I was the victim! Why donât you make Kurama be the victim and I can save him? Bulma : Because I want it to be you. Hiei : âŚâŚâŚâŚâŚ baka⌠If youâre interested in telling me what da ya think about that? please do! Special thanks to Siew Lee, Tasuki-chan and Sylvia! Bulma Briefs bulma_v_briefs@hotmail.com UIN#13254597 https://members.tripod.com/~Bulma_Briefs/manga_mansion.html