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 
‘rape’ which is a hot topic nowadays. 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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					   Rape


	Hiei blinked. He knew this was the day. It’s his birthday and he 
hated it. He will loose all his powers for the day. So he’ll 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 couldn’t defeat them, even if they’re a lower D class 
youkai.

Every 4 years, it’ll happen. He’d 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 
human’s 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 school’s 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 he’d 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 didn’t 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 it’s 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 son’s 
mouth, though," she said, trying to coax her son. Kurama smiled and 
kissed his mother. "Daijobu, kaasan. I want to get a good sleep. I’m soo 
sleepy," he yawned for effect.  

Shiori smiled. "Yoshi, but come down if you’re 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 …: 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 didn’t even have 
the strength to run away. For sure he’ll get caught.

He didn’t even dare to think of the consequences. He felt so weak 
and useless. 

Kurama’s house was just around the corner. He stopped at his 
window and looked up at it. He can’t 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 he’ll 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 don’t 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 Kurama’s hand. 
"Take me up to your room. I can’t 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. "Today’s my birthday," he told the youko. 
Kurama turned instantly. "Your birthday? Why didn’t 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 ‘Shut-up-and-let-me-finish’ 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, I’ll 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 don’t seem to understand much," he 
said gently. Knowing that Hiei don’t fancy this ‘occasion’ at all.

Hiei sighed. "I can’t call Kokuryuuha, I can’t use Ensatsu Kens, I 
can’t ran as fast… and in other words, I’m just a normal stupid ningen 
boy. I can’t 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, I’ll 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 sniffs…*.

"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 Yuusuke’s stall," suggested Kurama. Hiei buried his 
face on Kurama’s chest. Kurama was so nice to cheer him up.

Kurama pushed Hiei gently and kissed away those teary red eyes. 
"Now, let’s 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 it’s 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 ‘King Of Fighters’. It’s a very nice game. Pick any 
character you want and… this is for punch, kick and if you combine them… 
they’ll 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 
confetti’s were thrown into the air. Horns were blown. "CONGRATULATIONS! 
YOU’RE 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 Yuusuke’s 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, it’s hot," advised Kurama. Hiei knew better than 
to ignore Kurama’s 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 that’s on the table with a damp cloth as Keiko 
went to take other people’s 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, how’s my ramen?" asked Yuusuke, placing 
two glasses of cold ice water in front of them. Hiei smiled slightly. 
"I’d have to say it’s… 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 wasn’t going to tell 
him, it’s not his to know. Anyway, Hiei wasn’t acting bad, he was kind 
of in a very good temper that day.

6.20  p.m.…

Kurama brought him to the ‘night market’. It was crowded and 
there’s 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.

"You’re 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, don’t feel too 
bad. You’re 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 rare…," he started. 
"You two are meant for each other and will have to face many life 
threatening adventures together… but you’ll 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 couldn’t shout for help or anything. He can’t 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 …: she thought, thinking that 
Hiei didn’t want to go home and that his ‘mother’ 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 
couldn’t even move his fingers. He was then tied to a pillar.

His legs were apart, tied firmly to something which he can’t 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. I’m 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 man’s words. :… "Take 
care of him tonight boy, something will be happening," …: 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. 
It’s 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… that’s not his mother. It’s 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 she’d pointed.

The woman who kidnapped Hiei was surprised by how smooth and 
supple Hiei’s skin were. Rock like muscles framed his lithe body and she 
began to drip. "Damn you’re so sexy little boy… how old are you?" she 
asked, unzipping Hiei's pants. 

"Ord… rnuff… fu… ll…u…," 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, you’re rude," she commented. "Let go of me, you 
rat!" he dictated. She laughed. "What if I don’t?" she joked. Starting 
to touch Hiei's chest. 

"Then you’ll 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 don’t have to know. Let go of him," he told the woman. 
"Who? Oh. No… I don’t think so. He’s mine tonight. Go and find your own 
toy to play with," she laughed.

"Damn he’s not a toy to be played," said Kurama finding something 
in his hair. "Scratching your head to find a way to defeat me? don’t 
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. 
"Doesn’t concern you. Now, let go of him…," said Kurama.

The woman laughed and took out a gun. "No… not before I have him 
and I’m 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 don’t and still insist on 
saving him?" asked Kurama advancing towards the woman. "Don’t let me do 
this. I just want to have him. I don’t want to kill you," she said, in a 
pleading tone.

"I can’t allow that. He’s my best friend and my only lover," said 
Kurama, still walking towards the woman.

She began to take a step back. "But I can’t stand it! Please…," 
she cried. :… She has mental disorders …: Kurama made a mental note. And 
he’s 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 can’t have him, I’ll have you…," 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 ‘it’ 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-san’s 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, I’ll go back," he said. Kurama snorted and shifted into youko form.

"Then I’ll 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 didn’t 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, it’s me Hiei-san," she smiled, brushing off 
some hair from Hiei's bruised face.

"What happened?" asked Yukina. "Where’s Kurama?" he asked. Yukina 
moved aside and let Hiei see them fight, just in time to see Kuwabara 
shove the sword in the youkai’s 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 you’re zipper is down," he 
zipped it up. Hiei resist the urge to bite his kitsune. 

"So I think it’s all okay here, let’s resume our little walk 
Yukina-chan," said Kuwabara, grabbing her little hand. Yukina smiled and 
nodded. "Ja-ne, minna-san…," 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 it’ll heal. He wrapped Hiei up in his towel and 
pushed him on the bed. 

He scanned the little koorime’s 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 don’t know… but 
anyway, it’s over. It’ll be another 4 years when this’ll happen again," 
said Kurama putting down the towel.

Suddenly Hiei hugged Kurama. "Doumo, koibito," he uttered softly. 
"Hey, I promised you I’d 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 don’t have any other way to pay you…," Hiei uttered and 
kissed Kurama as his hands worked on the other buttons. 

Kurama smiled and returned the kiss. "Can’t 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, don’t act like Kurama and 
fight the rapist. Call a police. Find help.

Hiei : Yeah, and I was the victim! Why don’t you make Kurama be the
 victim and I can save him?

Bulma : Because I want it to be you.

Hiei : …………… baka… 

If you’re interested in telling me what da ya think about that? please do! 
Special thanks to Siew Lee, Tasuki-chan and Sylvia!

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