Knowing Of You (Yu Yu Hakusho, Keiko/Kurama, 15)

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Title: Knowing Of You
Author: Aoshis_toy
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Pairing: Keiko/Kurama
Rating: NC-17
Theme: #15. The Bordello
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or the characters. I do not profit from the writing of this fanfiction. 
Summary: It's hard to stay away from the one you love, only to find that she's the one you've been searching for the whole time. Can he find her before it's too late?
A/N: Also written for 30_Breathtakes

"Yes dear, I know you’re taking your time but I’m getting older by the day. Your brother will settle down before you at this rate. I just want you to be happy, nothing more. We hardly see you now." Shiori took a sip of her tea knowing that the guilt trip wouldn’t help persuade her son any. It just needed to be said and she was his mother after all. "I still don’t understand why you took that position. The one here would have paid more plus you’d be closer to your family. Why go so far away? I heard you were also offered a chance to advance after a few years. Then you don’t even come around that much. I’m lucky to see you once a month, and you don’t stay long then."

"I’m sorry but the choice was mine, mother. I just needed a change, the money doesn’t mean much. I still manage to make a decent living with my position. As soon as things settle down I’ll try to come visit more often." Kurama didn’t want to see the look of disappointment crossing her face. It hurt to be so far away from his family but he couldn’t stay. Not now, he had to wait until he could accept what could never be. Shiori had been demanding to know what was haunting him for years. Two years ago he had to leave for his own sanity. Not to mention to preserve what friendship him and Yusuke still had. How could he explain to everyone what was weighing so heavy on his heart?

"Settle? It’s been two years since you’ve gone out there. How long before you stop shutting your family out? Whatever it is you can talk to me. Did something happen with your friends? I’ve noticed that they’ve stopped calling for you." Shiori was guessing it being problems with the opposite sex but she’d never seen him serious about anyone. The only girl he’d talked to frequently before his sudden departure had been Yusuke’s girlfriend. "Oh, last week when I was in town picking up your father’s medication I ran into your one friend. I believe her name was Keiko, such a sweet girl. She asked about you, I told her you were coming this weekend for dinner. Shame she had to work."

"Yes, it is." It was a blessing in disguise to him. Kurama wasn’t sure if he could have dealt with spending dinner with the girl. For the first year after Yusuke’s return he’d been able to contain his thoughts and feelings. He’d been so shocked that day on the train. Upon meeting Keiko he’d been aware of the resemblance, it had been ignorable. As he spotted her that day his throat had tightened in pain. With her hair long and maturing for two years Keiko’s looks had changed greatly. She was still Yusuke’s girlfriend but a harsh reminder of his past. He knew it wasn’t HER but the resemblance was uncanny except for a few minor details. The hair for starters, it wasn’t the right color. The attitude was the complete opposite, along with a few distinguished marks he himself had placed upon the woman from his past. If not for the centuries that had passed he’d believe that she’d come back to haunt him.

"Perhaps you should call her, she seemed concerned about you." Shiori smiled seeing the emotions flashing briefly. She had her guesses but he’d never open up. That girl was smart, pretty, well mannered and seemed to care for her son. It was a shame she was taken already by a slob that couldn’t keep a job. She liked Yusuke but he wasn’t good enough for that girl. Someone like that needed someone responsible and caring, someone like Shuichi. "She’s the only that still calls often, you should contact her."

"I will," No, he wouldn’t. Talking to her was the last thing he needed right now. He was too confused about his own emotions to see Keiko. For a year he felt the emotions stirring and growing. The attraction had been undeniable, it was unstoppable. When he caught himself staring, his blood stirring at the sight of her he knew it was time to leave. He was tempted to seduce his friend’s woman. So he’d taken an out of town position as a means of escape. He hadn’t seen anyone but Hiei in over two years. It was better this way, at least for him and Keiko. At least until his heart and body could accept that Keiko wasn’t her. She wasn’t the woman he’d loved in the past, she wasn’t Saiki.

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Keiko snorted as Yusuke shoved Kuwabara off the couch as the red team scored. She really didn’t care about sports and never would. She wasn’t even sure why those two were into it. It was almost as bad as them concerts they were always going to. The only real complaint about those was she usually paid for the two tickets and neither were used for her entry. The oven beeped signaling that dinner was done. A dinner she wouldn’t be enjoying once more but she’d just grab a bite to eat on the way home. She didn’t plan on staying long just checking in on things while working on the books. Fresh out of college she’d gotten a business degree that allowed her to run a business. Which her father had helped get a loan for. Now she owned and ran a beauty salon in town.

The business was doing well due to the laid back atmosphere, catering to the younger crowd. She still had older customers but the younger generation was where she made her money. Shizuru was under her, taking the position of manager. All Keiko really worried with was the bills and financial status. Her work was the only thing that kept her sane these days. The only friend she had was Shizuru, the only one she could confide in. Keiko couldn’t remember the last time she’d sat down and had a conversation with Yusuke. The only other person she’d consider a good friend had moved away. He’d left without so much as a goodbye.

Even Kuwabara had no idea why Kurama had suddenly decided to disappear. Keeping in contact with Shiori was Keiko’s only way of knowing that the fox was still alive. It hurt to know that he wouldn’t contact her. Before he’d left they’d gotten closer, too close in her opinion. He’d never tried anything but at times she’d hoped he would. Cheating on Yusuke wasn’t something that sat well with her most of the time. A few times she’d seen the fox looking at her with a wistful look which made her wonder. Was he thinking of someone else or was she in his thoughts? It couldn’t have been her, she knew this now. Or she was trying to accept it. For a while she’d taken a fancy to someone untouchable. It’d been a silly crush due to her and Yusuke growing apart.

"I’m leaving now," She reached for her purse but her comment went ignored. Instead Yusuke swore as Kuwabara gave a solid slap of his own. "I’ve set the stove to blow up in exactly five minutes with enough gas to make sure both of you die in hellish flames." Running her hand through her bangs she groaned. A very heavy Kuwabara just collided with their coffee table making the wooden leg crack. Figures, she was growing accustomed to being looked past. Three months ago she’d wanted to be noticed by her husband but had gotten nothing once again. Shizuru had suggested a change, so that’s what she’d done. Her normal brown hair was now dyed black with blonde streaks cut to frame her face. Going a little wild she and Shizuru had gotten a piercing. Keiko had settled on just her belly button while her friend had went with the tongue and nose.

The door slammed behind as she made her way to work. Perhaps she’d go by Shiori’s this evening after all. Dinner would be over but there was a good chance she’d be able to catch Kurama there. It was unlikely but it’d be nice to see the redhead again. Would he be glad for the visit or act indifferent? Glancing at her watch she decided to make this trip into town a quick one. Yusuke wouldn’t notice if she came home a little late. It’d give him more time to clean up the mess the two idiots were now making. As long as he had food waiting on him when he got hungry he wouldn’t care if she stayed gone most of the night. She knew this from experience since she’d already spent a few nights out clubbing with Shizuru. It made her wonder why she continued to stay married to the toushin.

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No one had picked up the phone so the trip to Shiori’s had been postponed. Not wanting to go home Keiko found herself walking up the temple steps. Everything was silent as she approached. Genkai would most likely be asleep by now but Yukina stayed up most nights. The walk did her good until she reached the door that was slightly ajar. She wasn’t worried about the old woman getting up to cause a scene. The woman wouldn’t bother unless she sensed something threatening. Keiko heard humming as she entered the large room. It was coming from a small room to the right. "Yukina?"

The koorime came out covered in dust but all smiles, "Oh Keiko! I’m sorry I didn’t hear you enter." Yukina wiped off her hands as she greeted her friend. Her eyes scanned the area for any signs of the toushin. Guilt touched her heart, her face remaining friendly. Yusuke had promised to tell the girl eventually. He kept saying the time wasn’t right. It meant hurting two people they all loved. "Come in, I was just searching for something." She waved the other girl into the small storage room. It felt strange being around Keiko so soon after Yusuke had left. The man had been there just this morning. Obviously his wife didn’t have any clues about the affair. "Genkai is wanting me to find some scrolls."

"Need help?" Keiko was sure she saw something flash in the koorime’s eyes but it was quickly hidden behind a bright smile. The storage room was indeed dusty and in disarray. Walking over to the right side she went for a stack of boxes. Some of them had seals, others didn’t. "So, I’ll just see if I can find a box with scrolls in this junk. Why does she keep all of this stuff anyways? Is any of it useful?" Keiko opened the top box which contained a bunch of documents with names. None she recognized so it was closed then placed to the side.

"Most of it is stuff she’s collected over the years. I’m not sure what all of it is used for to be honest and I don’t ask." Yukina placed her discarded box next to the one Keiko had just finished with. As much as she longed for company she didn’t like being around the human female with this guilt eating at her soul. The affair had been going on for months now, when would it all end? She’d been hoping Keiko would leave the man. Couldn’t the woman tell something was amiss? She didn’t want to see her friend hurt but it was painful not to openly express her love for Yusuke.

Keiko opened a box that had some type of seal. She cringed as the papers tore without much difficulty. Had it been there to mark what was inside? It was no bigger than a shoe box but not as deep. Old newspaper had been stuffed inside to keep something from moving. Digging through the trash her hand clasped something oval in shape. It was warm to the touch but smooth, "I found something." The stone was pulled out to be inspected in the dim light. It was a dark blue color, almost black in context. The entire surface was flawless, nothing strange except for the heat. "Wow, look at this."

"Interesting, it’s beautiful." Yukina smiled as the girl came to stand beside her. "It almost looks like a Ganbou stone except it doesn’t shine. I’ve seen one before but it was a little different. It was once said that if a youkai wanted something deeply enough then the stone would make the wish come true. It had some kind of warning that often followed but I can’t remember what it was. Can I see it?" She extended her hand to get a better look at the relic. She doubted it was that considered they’d all been destroyed decades ago. Besides they could only have been found deep in the Makai.

"Sure," Keiko deposited it in the palm. "I wonder how you get it to work. There’s a lot of things I’d like wish for. The secret to ending split ends would be nice." She giggled as Yukina gave her a strange look. Her mind thought about what she would really like to happen. Knowing what was wrong with Yusuke was an option but not something she really wanted to know. The koorime was staring at the stone with intensity. Did Yukina have a wish as well? She reached out to run a finger along the smooth curve. "I’m sure we all have something we wish for. But you know what I really want? I’d like to find my place, to find my purpose in life."

Yukina frowned as the stone suddenly felt hotter. It was most likely reacting to their life energy. It was a shame it wouldn’t work, for she had a great desire. ‘Understandable since I’ve found mine already. I wish you’d find someone else so you’d leave.’ The frown deepened as the palm began to sting, "What?!" In the back of her mind she heard Keiko calling her name as bright light filled the room. She was sure she was blind as the light began to fade. Spots filled her vision as she scanned the room. It was now empty but for herself.

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"Yukina?" Why was her back hurting? Keiko groaned as she tried to move, earning herself more searing pain. What had happened? Her head was throbbing in the back. The last thing she could remember was helping Yukina search for something then she drew a blank. Her eyes opened slowly feeling weighted down. There had been a bright light, someone with a flashlight? She must have fainted and hit her head. Her hands moved to reach for the sore spot above her nape. Clanking sounds echoed seconds before the ascent was stilled midway. "What the hell?" Why couldn’t she move her arms any further? Something was clamped around her writs keeping them from going any higher than her chest.

She really couldn’t see much but for a light off in the distance. Seconds passed as she tried to focus on her surroundings. Cold was seeping from behind her, like chilled concrete but there wasn’t any of that in the temple. Someone was crying nearby, Yukina? "Who’s there? Is that you Yukina?" More whimpering echoed in the distance. Fear curled in her gut the longer she waited. The air was extremely chilled as well, no heat to speak of. It hadn’t been that cold outside tonight.

"Hush, or they’ll come back." A frightened voice spoke next to her. Keiko didn’t want to speculate on who they were. Her mind tried to put the pieces together quickly. She’d been at Genkai’s then there had been that flash of light. Had they been attacked? It didn’t seem likely but how else could she explain being chained to the wall? The voice that had just spoken was too deep to belong to Yukina. Panic almost set in until she remembered Yusuke. If she’d been taken, he’d find her soon. If Genkai’s temple had been attacked then he’d know almost as soon as it happened. They might be on the outs lately but he’d come for her. Was Yukina okay?

"Where are we?" Keiko tried to shift her position but found her ankles were strapped down as well. This didn’t bode well, she didn’t like being tied up. Squinting did no good as she tried to see what else was in the room. How had she gotten here and who else was in here with her? What would happen if Yusuke couldn’t find her? Would she die down here? No, she’d find a way out if it was the last thing she did. "Who’s in here?"

"A few of us were brought here." This voice came from across the room, there was no fear in this one only acceptance. "Five of us were taken from our village just after dawn. Youkai attacked without mercy, slaying all the men and children. They took what they judged to be decent, you can come to your own conclusions there. Right after dusk they stopped to feed their lusts then it was back traveling. You were found unconscious about an hour later. An easy catch, unlike some of us who fought for freedom. You should have chose a better place to rest. Now you will be sold off just like the rest of us."

"I wasn’t resting, I was..." What had she been doing laying in the middle of nowhere? Wait, the woman had said village. There weren’t any villages near, nor were places called that any longer. Since when were humans familiar with youkai? She only knew of their existence because of Yusuke. And there was no way Koenma would allow a pack of wild demons to slaughter humans like cattle. Even if the barrier had been brought down there were laws, weren’t there. "I don’t understand, there is law against them invading. I’m sure we’ll be rescued soon."

"Don’t fool yourself child, no one will come for us. It has always been this way, we are damned. You are about to be sold, pray that you meet your end soon. Hn, that bump on yer head must be serious. Laws? The only law out here is only the strong survive." Light slowly emerged into the room. The door was opening to reveal three large youkai. All three seemed deep in conversation as the women shifted to get a better view of the proceedings.

Keiko almost screamed as a clawed hand reached for the chains upon her feet. Only those came undone, the one attached to her wrists were released from the wall. Her and the female that had just spoken was hauled to their feet. The urge to fight was strong but the menacing look being sent her way kept her from speaking. It wouldn’t do any good for her to die before Yusuke could come save her. She’d survive the best she could for now. "Where are you taking me?" Once outside the door the light almost made her flinch. How long had she been out? The building she’d been occupying was smaller than her bedroom.

The sky was a dark pink, unlike any sky she’d seen before. It would have been beautiful except the harsh yanking of the chains brought her attention back to the youkai dragging her along like a dog. There was a box placed in the center of the yard. Dozens of unknown youkai were standing around speaking. She glanced ahead to see the other woman walking with a stiff spine. Keiko envied the woman her courage because she was scared. What had she said about being sold? This had to be a nightmare, she’d wake up soon. There was no way she was about to stand on that box and be bartered off like property.

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Where the hell was Yusuke? That one thought kept running through her mind and the answer that sauntered back had her wanting to cry. Weeks! It’d been weeks since she’d been sold off. Now it was time to face the truth. She wasn’t home, she wasn’t going to be rescued. The wooden chair scraped across the floor next to her as Miliya stood. What had caused the woman to suddenly move? Not really caring she placed her head in her palms. Eight hundred years, that’s how far back she was. Every morning she hoped to wake up to find it all a dream. How long would it be before she was forced to do the unthinkable?

The woman that had bought her was known as Madam, nothing more. If the woman had a real name none of the girls knew it. Keiko had been shocked to know she’d been sold to a bordello. She wasn’t a whore, nor easy. How could they expect her to willingly let a man bed her just so someone else could profit? She didn’t belong to anyone know matter what proceedings had taken place. The warded bracelets meant nothing, nothing. If just meant she had to find a way to remove them before making her escape. They were just lucky the annoying things kept her from running from the building. She’d find a way home no matter how long it took.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t accept reality. Somehow she’d been taken to the past, far away from the future she knew. For what purpose, that she didn’t know. The establishment wasn’t so bad, it was clean. At the end of every night she had her own bed to sleep in. Upon being brought in several rules had been laid at her and Miliya’s feet. They’d been bought because of how they looked. Some youkai had tastes for human flesh. The girls here consisted of youkai and human, of all varieties. At the end of every week each girl had to meet a certain quota in funds. Madam didn’t believe in forcing but would if it came down to it. She paid a price and now owned them, the girl would make use of herself. Keiko was thankful for her new friend that made double the quota and was now covering for her.

The girls could choose which males they slept with and what to charge. There was to be no force or damaging of the females. She assumed during this age and time it could be considered a high-class whorehouse. Keiko watched her friend leading another customer up the stairs to the bedroom. How long would it be before she herself was forced to start taking up customers? She couldn’t depend on Miliya to be able to cover her amount also all the time. Could she escape before that time came? The thought of fucking a stranger left a bitter taste in her mouth. All the customers were youkai, usually horrible creatures. She’d rather die first or be beaten than forced to couple with them.

Another three hours and she’d be allowed to go to her room for the remainder of the night. Something cold to drink sounded great. The kitchen was on the other side of the parlor. It meant making her way through many male bodies but her thirst won out. She’d thought of passing away some time in the kitchen. Some fresh air would be nice also, shame she wasn’t allowed outside. Bodies parted as she marched towards the door. The long skirt swayed around her shoeless feet. She felt naked among so many males in the outfit. It was one of twelve that she owned now. None of the girls here wore anything non-revealing, it was part of their job. Keiko had chosen something simple and long. The top however was the best there was that didn’t flash nipples at the nearest passerby. The skirt was red that hugged low on her hips, showing off her own body adornment. Madam had been stunned to see the piercing but decided she liked the display. The top was no more than a bikini top. It reminded Keiko of the sport bras she often wore during her trips to the gym.

"Now this is what I’m talking about. Come here sweet thing," A hand suddenly grabbed her wrist yanking her down upon a lap. Keiko was too stunned to speak as the owner of the voice picked her for company. It was against house rules for any of the girls to be manhandled or injured. If someone was caught breaking the rules they’d be escorted outside by one of the many guards walking around.

Keiko hastily searched for one but they all had decided to hit the pisser at this particular moment. "Unhand me now, find someone else for the evening." It would be a cold day in hell before she gave him the time of day. The man could be no more than six feet, small for most youkai from what she’d seen. He wasn’t small when it came to being round, he had some girth to him. There were gills where his cheeks should have been. She sure wasn’t about to fuck Charlie the Tuna. "Get your paws off me before I remove them." The hands let her go allowing her to stand. It was a small reprieve, a webbed hand landed over her ass. She yelped from the stinging pinch of flesh, "You jerk!"

The crowd grew silent followed by the ringing slap. Keiko saw the grey eyes flash red to mock the hand print left behind. The man sneered bringing his hand up, giving her only a second to brace herself. The counter slap was painful and managed to send her skidding across the floor. She wasn’t sure what hurt worse, the slap or the feel of carpet burning her thigh. The bastard was now standing up and walking her way. The crowd parted as one of the girls went running from the room to fetch a guard. Keiko glared at the fish as he sauntered towards her with a cocky grin. Her eyes scanned the area, anything she could use. No one was stepping forward to help, the cowards. Though she was sure some of them found the display amusing. There was nothing but the tables and chairs. Getting to her feet was hard but she managed.

"Bitch, you’ll learn your place." He growled when the girl reached for an overturned chair. "Please, do you actually think you can hurt me? A whore should know her place, on your back. Let me remind you because you obviously think too much of yourself. Not only are you a whore, you’re a human whore. You’re not worth spitting on, you should feel grateful that I’d consider rutting with you. Your existence is pathetic and small."

"Well, I’ve also heard the same thing about your dick." Keiko smiled as the crowd gasped and a few women snickered. Fishboy snarled before rushing her, she had enough time to swing before he collided with her. The impact took her breath away but didn’t cause much pain. He ignored the wood as it shattered over his head and caught her in a tight hold. Her arms were being crushed against her ribs as he held her immobile. The strong smell of urine clung to him as his tongue licked across her cheek. "Fucker!" The action outraged her, it was disgusting. His breath reeked and he was crushing her. He howled when she brought her knee up between them. It got the hold to loosen enough for her to stumble back. She could see the rage on his face as her feet continued to propel her backwards.

Hands landed on her shoulders and she froze in fear. Her head snapped to see who had stopped her escape. A hard chest pressed into her back as long silver hair came into view. The first thing she noticed was the ears. Time seemed to freeze as a face she adored came into view. It was him but it wasn’t. She’d only seen him in his true form twice but it was something she’d never forget. Her voice was locked in her chest as she gazed up at the fox. He wasn’t even looking in her direction but at the man that was now trying to stand.

"Enough," That single word echoed through out the parlor. Youko glared at the man who seemed to be debating. Would the fool try to continue? Two guards had entered the room, also waiting to see what would happen. Every customer knew the rules, none of the girls would be abused. No one wanted to bed a female that was deformed or scarred. It was amusing at first to see the man be put in his place. The girl was human but had her worth, as all of them here did. Just another drunk fool ruled by ignorance. The girl didn’t move as the guards escorted the man out. "You shouldn’t act so reckless."

Keiko nodded but didn’t dare speak, for fear of demanding to know why he didn’t know who she was. It was because for him, they hadn’t met yet. For weeks she’d waited for one of her friends to show up and take her home. Now one had appeared and he had no idea who she was. It was a more painful slap in the face than what the fish had delivered. She was being taunted, taunting by the condemning reality; she was stuck and alone.

Youko tried not to glance back as he made his way to the office. He’d stopped by to have a chat with Madam then leave to find his next score. Walking in to a shrieking female hadn’t been part of the plan. He’d almost walked on by without stopping, it wasn’t his problem. The strange coloring of the girl’s hair had caught his eye. She was human, so how could she have hair of multicolor? She wasn’t the most beautiful in the place, that he knew. Some of the youkai females could easily put her to shame. Yet he’d been drawn as she tried to take on someone much stronger than herself. The other humans cowered usually but she’d stood there proud. Almost insulted at being groped by a paying customer. What was her story?

"Come in," Madam barely glanced up from her paperwork at the light knock. She smiled at the fox gracing her foyer. His visits were usually pleasant if not eventful. Would he be staying the evening? "You are early, couldn’t wait any longer?" She chuckled at the curt nod and his obvious skirting around the question.

"I was in the area and thought I’d stop in." Youko went to stand before the hearth. He’d been visiting the woman since she’d opened the business over half a century ago. It was fairly new but well established, the woman had good business sense. "Perhaps some entertainment will help pass the time. I noticed you have some new girls. Soon you will have just as many humans as youkai. Where did you get these latest?"

"Ah, I’ve bought five in the last three months. They seem fit and healthy, they are making just as much as the others. I’m not disappointed in my purchase. Well, except for one but she’ll break in time." She leaned back in the chair noticing the interest the fox couldn’t hide, not from her. "Which one caught your eye? You wouldn’t ask otherwise."

"Just happened to notice with the display that had taken place. One of your girls didn’t like being touched it seemed." His tastes usually didn’t run to human. In truth he’d never bedded one or had the desire. He didn’t have time to worry about being gentle. Rumor had it that most of them were unwilling. Human females mated for the sake of duty not pleasure. He didn’t have need of a woman that would just lay there. "She was wearing red, dark hair with streaks the color of the sun and eyes that would remind one of a doe."

"You speak of Saiki, why did it have to be that one?" She grimaced at the interest, this might be a problem. She couldn’t remember the name the girl had given to her the day she’d arrived. To make sure that each girl understood their place, their original names were removed then given a new one. Their old lives were gone, their new identities would be there until she sold them or they died. "I’ve had some trouble with that one since she was brought. She has yet to make any profit. I find myself tempted to force the issue."

"She is untouched?" He had no desire to bed a virgin. It would be unusual to bed a human female and be cautious. To try and break in someone pure wasn’t in his interest. Shame, he might have been willing to pay for the girl. If that was the case he’d just find his usual spot in the owner’s bed. His lusts would be sated without wasting good coin. Perhaps he’d come back after the girl had been properly broken in.

"No, though she hasn’t accepted her position here I don’t believe she is pure. I’ve heard her speak of a husband upon arrival. Not to mention most of the humans are raped before being sold. I don’t think she’d been forced yet, she’s just temperamental. Another has been paying her quota so I’ve been letting it slide. She’ll accept her lot soon I’m sure. Why the interest anyways? I’ve never known you to be interest in humans."

"I see," His mind wondered back to the small girl he’d left in the parlor. Her not accepting her position yet was also a problem. He didn’t like to force his will on a woman, not when there was so many willing close at hand. His body responded thinking of that fire he’d seen flashing. "I’ll pay you triple the quota amount for one night. No special requirements or demands just make it happen." The stunned expression made him smile. It wasn’t often the woman was left speechless. "Do we have a deal?"

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Keiko felt her heart slam straight to her toes at the announcement. She’d come to her room to find Madam waiting inside. This couldn’t be happening to her but it was. Time had run out, she wasn’t being given a choice this time. Buzzing sounded in her ear as the woman’s voice sharpened and the name she was soon coming to detest was shouted in her direction. Why? Who was this person, why did he request her presence? "Why?"

"You will listen very carefully Saiki. You belong to me and I have been allowing you to get away with not earning your keep. I know that Miliya has been covering your cost and I will usually let is slide. I bought you for a specific purpose and you have been getting off lightly. Count yourself lucky that I have not forced you into submission yet. I like to consider myself an understanding woman but this time I will not bend. This client is very important and he has asked for you. You have two options and less than one minute to make your choice. Either do as I ask and earn your quota for two weeks by spending an evening with this customer or I will sell you to someone else. I doubt you’ll find your new owner as pleasant."

Keiko wanted to scream that her name wasn’t Saiki but that wasn’t the wisest path to take. Would the woman really sell her? The look said yes, she’d sell her to the highest bidder. Who knew where she’d end up? Being raped and killed or worse? Perhaps all the other girls were right, she should count herself lucky. She had a place to sleep, food, and the means to survive. The only thing Madam was asking was that she earn her keep in a manner of speaking. Her morals screamed that she shouldn’t accept it. Common sense told her not to behave foolishly. It was just one man, she could lay there and let him do his thing. She wasn’t a simpering virgin that would bleed or was ignorant of what was about to occur. "Very well, I’ll do it."

"Good, go prepare yourself. I’ll be sending him up shortly. Do not disappoint me Saiki." The woman left leaving Keiko behind. The door shut behind the woman that had the right to make her life hell. Keiko wanted to yell and holler, anything to vent the frustration mounting in her chest.

She only managed to take a seat on the edge of the bed before the door opened. "I’m getting rea...." The sentence wasn’t completed as she saw that it wasn’t her owner but someone else standing in the doorway. Dismay filled her seeing the fox striding in casually. It spoke of him being accustomed to visiting whores. It wasn’t something she would have believed of the fox but how well did she really know him?

"Get undressed," He barked the order, he didn’t like the way she was staring at him. It felt as if she were searching his soul. This night was costing him so she might as well make it worth it. No doubt it had taken some threats to get the girl to comply. That wasn’t his problem or concern, as long as she pleased him. Though if she wasn’t that accustomed to a man, just what pleasure could she bring him?

He had to be kidding, she couldn’t sleep with him. He was Yusuke’s friend, her friend, this was the guy that had often met her for lunch. How could she return home and look at him across the table knowing she’d fucked him in the past? That’s if she ever was able to return home. Then he’d have to actually want to see her. Things couldn’t get any worse could they? Well yes, she could have been forced to sleep with Fishface or someone just like him. At least this was with someone she knew, well in a sense. The future Kurama meant something to her, so wasn’t this the same? She’d had thoughts of it about the sexy redhead so she could do this.

He was pleased when the shaking hands went for the back of the top. Her eyes remained on the floor as the garment was stripped. The long hair managed to cover up most of the fullness, keeping the breasts from view. Amber eyes trailed the length of flat stomach to rest on the stomach jewelry for a split seconds. That oddity was forgotten as the skirt was slid down slim legs. The girl was standing before him nude. She tensed as he stepped up to stand in front.

‘Okay, brace yourself.’ The thought got her pass his approach and then his silent appraisal. Would he find her lacking? He’d never shown any interest in the future so she had to be missing something he liked. If she was lucky he’d decide to go find another girl to appease his lust upon. Even while fear kept her chest tight she quickly obeyed when he ordered her to lie upon the bedding. This was Kurama standing before her, she just had to think of the man in the future. The one that had helped save her life once. The one that had laughed with her over a cup of coffee, watched a sci-fi marathon with her late one night and had told her if she ever needed anything he’d be there for her.

Youko found her stiffness irritating but not discouraging. The girl kept her eyes closed as he undressed. Was she lost in thought? Her scent didn’t reek of fear or disgust. Instead it had deepened, very enticing. Clawed fingers reached down to move the hair resting upon her chest aside. He managed to settle himself over her, though her legs remained locked at the knees. Her breasts were large but firm. The nipples were pink against the creamy white, the globes perfectly round.

Keiko jerked feeling something wet and hot run over a nipple. The tongue latched on bringing the stiff peak into an awaiting mouth. Heat flooded her lower region, shaming herself. It didn’t help that she’d been attracted to Kurama to begin with. Now that she was able to feel that sensual mouth on her body all that longing was coming forth. Her body didn’t seem to care what time frame it was taking place in. Sharp nails lightly teased the sides of her breast as the mouth continued to suckle.

The quick response was unexpected but stirred his blood. One touch and she was responsive to his advances. Her scent had spiked within seconds. Small hands were now resting on his shoulders as he toyed with each nipple. His cock twitched against a warm thigh becoming impatient. He’d make sure she was ready before going further. The fingernails dug into his skin as his knees pried the girls apart. It would be easy to lower himself and plunge deep. A finger roamed over the folds hiding the warm entrance. Moisture coated the pad as it slid between the soft petals.

Keiko felt her legs spreading further, her own doing. She felt the smallest amount of fear with the sharp claw so close to her private area. He was actually careful and somewhat gentle as the finger was pushed between the folds. It’d been months since she’d been intimate with Yusuke. Feeling her walls stretch under the invasion had her moaning. It was wanton but felt too good to deny. It only lasted for seconds before she felt him settled further down. There was no turning back as she felt the velvety tip rubbing against the wet opening. Within seconds she’ll have done the unthinkable and willingly slept with her husband’s best friend. "Oh, owe, ah stop."

Hands tried to push him away as he forced himself deeper. He’d been assured that the girl wasn’t a virgin but he found himself doubting it. There was no barrier but the passage was squeezing his shaft tight. The tiny body beneath him tried to shove him off but only managed to push more of his length inside. Seeing that moving her hips wasn’t help the girl lay still. He had no intention of stopping. While her face was pinched in pain, the muscles contracted around him. He slowly withdrew in order to enter again. This time it went smoother but the friction had him moaning.

Keiko was sure she was being split in two. Even as the penetration stirred the fire in her belly, she felt stretched beyond repair. Her fantasies hadn’t entailed this little part. She’d been told that all men came in various sizes. Was it possible for two men to be equipped that differently? It had been painful with Yusuke the first time but not like this. It wasn’t exactly the stinging pain but the overwhelming sense of being stuffed. Was it possible to get used to such a sensation? Her body tightened at the thought of receiving more of the attention it was now getting. The cock buried between her legs continued to thrust without pause.

It was almost painful but he was lost in the sensation. The tension blazed in his groin as the walls tightened around him further. The girl had relaxed and was now lifting her hips to meet each thrust. The soft moaning had turned to blissful whimpering as her lips parted in awe. He hadn’t thought it possible to enjoy bedding a human. His cock strained for release while he didn’t want to end things so soon. The torment was sweet, the pleasure unlike anything he’d known before. Every time he pulled out the walls clung to him, as if trying to keep him imbedded. Which led to him quickening his pace. As much as his body yearned for the exquisite friction, he wanted to remained buried deep, fully encased by the wet heat.

Keiko screamed as she finally understood the term being fucked hard meant. The clawed hand held her waist still as he slammed into her core. It was painful but her body soared at the abuse. She shook from the release, her body finding that moment of absolute pleasure. She was sure she felt the thick pulsing as he sated himself. A few more thrusts and he collapsed on her chest. His hot breath brushed across her ear as he panted with exhaustion. Her own breathing was shallow as she came down from the moment. For better or worse, she knew she’d just crossed a line. There was no looking back, no matter what era she ended up in.