Don't Let Go
-a work of YYH fan fiction

Part 3
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Karasu opened his eyes, a satisfied smirk adorning his handsome 
features.  He could still taste the warmth of Kurama's lips on his, 
could still feel that supple body straining against his own.  He 
shivered with remembered excitement, purple eyes glowing with lust.  
Finally, after all his years of scheming, he had done it.  He had 
finally laid claim to the creature who had so haunted his dreams, even 
in the afterlife.  Kurama, of the fiery red hair and the expressive 
green eyes.  Kurama, whose shuddering rejection of him had only fueled 
his hunger.  Kurama, who had struggled against him so delighfully, 
even knowing that he could not win.



He grinned, running one hand through his ebon locks.  His beloved would
surely be even more horrified if he knew.  By all rights, he _should_
have sunk deep into the abyss that awaited all youkai.  Indeed, he 
would have, had it not been for Kurama.  His love, his obsession, his 
_need_ to possess the mysterious half-youko had driven him on.  For 
him, he had challenged Death, and he had WON.  And now, he thought, 
smiling even wider, he had _him_.

He eyed the limp form on the bed with predatory eyes.  The child was
trembling uncontrollably, tears leaking from beneath tightly closed
lids.  He moved closer, leaning over the crying baby, his silken hair
pooling down around the quivering form.  He reached out with one 
long-fingered hand, lightly caressing a tear-flushed cheek.  Kurama 
flinched away, a pitiful mewling sound emerging from his tiny body.  

  

He scooped up the struggling infant and held it close, ignoring its
ever-increasing cries of distress.  



Lips twisting into a nasty grin, Karasu closed his eyes once more, 
swiftly re-entering the half-youko's mind.



He reached out, pulling the frightened redhead close.  His head slowly
lowered, capturing the lips that glistened so temptingly.  He could
taste his beloved's fear and rage, an intoxicating sensation that only
served to inflame him even more.



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