Youko's Visit(open)

[Kurama]

Poor Shuichi...he had fallen asleep in the forest near the city, however....Youko seeing this as a opportunity to explore took control,a white mist blew across the sleeping form of the young red head, but what replaced him was a slender, silver haired, fox demon with eyes as golden as the sun flickered mischievously as he used his swift moves and made his way into the city. To his surprise this city wasn't like his home...but it did provide some fun.... at least until Shuichi interferes. The moon was high and the glimmer of moonlight made his hair and eyes shine, this predator was simply out to have fun, although that was his second intention, he did miss his witty mate's company Heather always seemed to be amusing, he loved her very much. But again he wanted his time to make his presence know, so he decide to have some fun and break in to someplace...vast. Then his golden eyes shined, a large manor to who knows owns it.

"Sorry Shuichi...but now it is time for the fox to play."

A coy grin spread across his face as he moved silently across the roof tops, the manor growing bigger as the fox came closer, he wasn't going to steal, but this opportunity was just too good, he loved rattling Shuichi with the things he did, oh how he loved the red heads expression. He smirked seeing the security it was actually very good for a place he hadn't been to. He pulled his famous rose from behind his lovely silver hair as he applied his energy to it, making a deadly thorn whip emerge. Tossing it back and skillfully wrapping it around a part of the manor he managed to climb onto the structure. However he had not noticed the butler inside, nor did he even know about butlers, back in his home world there weren't butlers or if there were they were rare. He had made his way through an open window, making his way sneaking around the manor with curious eyes.

[Ruby Gray]

She was bare, bare as the day she was born, Dorian's lithe body coiled around her in a warm cocoon that she didn't care to ever leave. Her lover, her fiancé, was so oft coiled around her body, that she could hardly sleep without him, despite societies demands of normalcy, she was usually found coiled around him in her slumber...in one state of undress or another. But the woman, much like her fiancé, had her own curses, and just like Dorian, her curse possessed advantages, one of them, was her heightened senses.

Emerald eyes snapped open, and delicately she tested the air, her nose sniffing delicately. Her body drew wire tense as a foreign scent that belonged to neither Victor or her beloved caught her attention. A snarl pulled at the corners of her mouth, green flickering to gold, as she untwined her body from her beloveds with a touch more force than necessary. Without a sound she slunk through the doorway and down the stairs. Teeth elongating into venomous fangs, eyes growing slit, allowing her to see with ease in the darkened manor, nails grew to claws and her spine crackled as it grew eager to shift. The wolf within her grew restless, angered.

She would stalk to the bottom floor, after securing the study. Dorian's portrait was safe. She reached the bottom of the stairs, golden eyes falling on the form of the intruder. They would not live to see the morrow, they posed a threat to her beloved. In a movement unrestrained she let her form explode. The massive wolf, tearing through the foyer, and lunging at the unsuspecting man in white.

[Kurama]

The moment his feet entered the hallway there was a terrible sound, claws and snarls hitting the floor coming closer and closer.

"Youko!! YOU IDIOT LOOK OUT!!"

Shuichi screamed in his head, Furious and yet protective, even if the bastard took over and infiltrated someone house in HIS body and now the fuck face goes and gets himself in trouble with some rabid beast.

Youko moved inches away from narrow teeth grazing his arm and causing some blood to leak,"That was too close."


Youko grabbed his rose and readied for another attack,"Settle down now...I don't want to kill you...I'm just exploring... I just recently got here and I really don't fancy a fight now do you?"

Shuichi sarcastically chimed in with a irritated tone,"Oh right, like this being wanted you to break into it's house...."

Youko disregarded it as now wasn't the time for petty arguments, he summoned his whip and then a odd scent hit him, it smelt...human. His golden eyes shifted about looking for a quick exit, but still the scent lingered.

"Your not a normal wolf, perhaps your a demon, curse being....or a shape shifter, either which why don't you show me your true form... His golden eyes narrowed making sure not to let whatever he had in front of him get the better of him again.

[Ruby Gray]

Ruby had two distinct instincts coursing through her veins at the moment. Protection and aggression. This was her home. This insipid fool had dare come here, invading Dorian's private space without his permission. Just that thought alone was enough to provoke a menacing snarl from the depths of her chest. Reminders of Quincy shot through her brain. She would not have a repeat performance. No one... no one would harm her Dorian again. She heard footsteps behind her ascending the stairs, no doubt Victor going to wake Dorian, if her lover wasn't already stirred, Ruby wasn't quiet in this form.

Jaws splaying wide the idiot would attempt to talk to her. He would be met with a ferocious roar. Her shoulder blades would accentuate themselves against her flesh as her massive frame lowered into a wicked crouch, slinking forward with impressive stealth, golden oculars trained themselves upon him, the nasty snarl bubbling about her larynx as she stalked towards him. A warning, to leave, to escape to never return. She would rip him to shreds, crunch down upon him until his brittle bones crunched between her teeth, until her talons stripped the flesh from his bones, until nothing was left but a rotting corpse. Nobody threatened her family.

[Kurama]

Youko's ear moved with the sound, he made a bit of a pout as if to say his fun was over, Shuichi on the other hand was still steamed, and now he was probably going to have to clean up this mess of his. Sure enough Youko as arrogant as he was wasn't just going to leave for a moment he was about to make things more interesting and see how this form of hers moved, he loved learning about opponents and how they attacked, moved acted and lets be honest he hadn't had a good fight. Shuichi knew Exactly what the cunning fox was planning as he protested,"Don't you even think about it Youko, this isn't just your body anymore...and you wonder why I don't let you out like this, you are always doing this and I ALWAYS have to clean up your mess...

Youko stood up straight, the nerve of Shuichi to say something like that," Oh is that right Shuichi...and how many times have i come to your aid?"

The red head went silent for a moment its true Youko had a point, but if they both were to get out of this alive he would have to make a appearance and knew Youko didn't want his Fun to end. For a moment Youko eyed the creature the mannerism were curious. Suddenly Shuichi knew what he was planning and immediately decided to end his fun right there and then. Youko staggered for a moment red hair changing and mixing with the silver as Youko struggled to stay in control, this wasn't the time for this change, a picture fell to the floor as the two struggled for control.

[Ruby Gray]

Ruby's snarl peaked another notch as the male began to change before her. The sound now held two meanings. One to warn this intruder, the second, a definite command for Victor and Dorian to stay well out of the way, she was against something supernatural, humans didn't stand a chance, it was possible that she didn't stand a chance. But he wouldn't make it to Dorian's study, she wouldn't let him make it to Dorian's portrait. Dorian was hers. Period. If anyone was going to kill him, it better damn well be her. She lashed out at him, teeth coming together with an audible click before she retreated. Her tail wound beneath her, coiling around her flank. She was growing tired of this insipid play.

In a rare display, her jaws splayed open, revealing teeth the size and thickness of his arm. A gravely, menacing voice erupted from the depths of her chest commanding the imbecile before her. Territorial would not even begin to describe her temperament. She didn't care what he wanted or why he was here, she just wanted him gone, she wanted to crawl back into her lovers embrace and lie there until life demanded they move. "Get....Out." The wicked voice was raspy and deep, tearing from the deepest confines of her chest.

[Kurama]

Shuichi's green eyes snapped open as the wolf-like creature made a lung for him, white bared teeth, Youko had really done it, but if he was to get in any say he needed to win control but with the heated anger this beast had for Youko at the moment, things appeared grim. It was clear this wolf had some meaning, it appeared not territorial, but something more. They finally came to a agreement, Youko would let Shuichi take over, but should the beast make any moves Youko was the one who would seize control, he wasn't fond of dying again, and whats more, Heather was what gave him the reason to let Shuichi talk his way out of this mess. He had realized that the picture had fallen between the creatures claws. Shuichi took in a long breath contemplating what to do, it was clear his presence wasn't wanted, but he wasn't happy with leaving things like this, let alone separating from the picture below, It was his only reminder of his friends and his beloved. He would die before parting with that picture. He knew if he moved for the picture it would be on him faster then a wolf on a deer. So again her relied on his tongue to hopefully calm the beast. His tone was softer then Youko's, but his hand clasped the rose tightly like his only life line.

"Its clear you want me out...I apologize for Youko's....behavior, had I been in control, this wouldn't have happened. He tends to do as he pleases when I'm asleep.But I cannot leave yet. There is some truth to what Youko has said, I just currently arrived here...separated from my friends and...family, I mean no ill will towards anyone here and I will seriously keep a handle on Youko, however you have something very vital to me beneath you."

[Ruby Gray]

Ruby, in this form, a few months ago would have never held back for an instant. At one point she couldn't be reasoned or bartered with, this beast, this monster within her was carved for a single, sole purpose, to destroy, to maim, to kill. She wanted to watch the earth turn to ask, to burn before her as she spat on the patterned remains. But the wolf did not...could not have full control of her anymore. Using a combination of sheer will power, determination and training she had mastered the monster... but that hadn't made it any less deadly. The man, whomever he was seemed to gain control of himself. Ruby snarled, claws flexing, scraping against the floor.

He spoke and for a split second she paused and in the blink of an eye the wolf vanished, the sickening crunch of bones filled the air and in the next second Ruby was crouched upon the ground, piercing emerald eyes glaring up at the adversary before her. her eyes flickered, eying her bows and arrows against the wall. She had enough physical strength to throw him through the window but hopefully it wouldn't come to that. Comfortable, entirely in her own body she rose to her feet bare as the day she was born, eyes narrowed in a fierce glare.

"You dare invade my home, compromise the security of my sanctuary, threaten my family and you dare ask a favor of me? I should paint these walls with your blood, sting your innards across the halls like a macabre painting! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't skin you alive!" Her voice was remarkably controlled but bitter, angry, hate filled. Clawed fingers flexed, their tips gleaming in the fading moonlight.

[Kurama]

" I'm afraid if you are looking for a good reason I have none to offer at the moment."

His eyes grew wide, from a angry beast soon came a lovely woman, her fur began to retract, claws thinning, and her eyes became somewhat gentle as they returned to a human nature..but what caused even the red head to blush was the fact she was NAKED! He quickly turn even against his own instinct, in fact you never turn your back on a opponent, however it is just as bad to stare at a woman completely nude, plus he would be doing his wife ill will in his own mind. Now Youko was always willing to compliment a woman no matter what she wore, but he was still faithful.

"Well what a lovely surprise..."Youko retorted. Youko was very coy in saying that, and this irritated Shuichi he was such a flirt sometimes, but he quickly regain composure as the woman spoke. Her family..? He hadn't seen anyone, but quickly added.

"Again please forgive Youko for his behavior, being separated from the woman in the picture underneath you.... makes it hard to control his behavior. I don't condone this behavior of his, however i do need sleep and when i do he...emerges and does as he pleases. In some way he may have been looking for her, but this was unforgivable i assure you. I will try to keep a better handle on him, please allow me to make a fresh start, I don't intend to harm anyone and i assure you even if Youko does obtain control. I wouldn't allow him to harm anyone without assessment on weather they are good or evil. As I digress, my point is we both have a problem you see, we suddenly found ourselves in this world separated from the one we love. I will gladly leave once i retrieve that picture underneath your um body."

His face became even redder, oh how Heather would tease him she simply thought he was adorable when he blushed, and Youko often did it as well.

" Her name is Heather and she means, so very much to us. In fact if you had tried to chase me out I would have died then let that picture leave my side."


Kurama voice became a bit softer, a smile brought to his lips as he remembered every moment they shared. He and even thought Youko wouldn't admit it, both missed her dearly, her laugh, warmth and even her playful side. He would give anything just to be with her again, she worked her way into his once distant heart. It was possibly the fact that no matter what he went through in life, she was always there for him and didn't care what it was, she wanted to see the gleam in his eyes that only she could give him. He missed falling asleep with her cuddled up in his arms protectively. He had to snap himself out of thought as he returned to the conversation awaiting the lady's reaction.

[Dorian Gray]

Dorian had been awoken from his slumber by two different things; one, the absence of Ruby at his side, which occasionally happened anyhow so he did not pay it too much heed... But then there was a noise downstairs and his eyes snapped open. He groped about to find something to wear and found quickly a pair of trousers. Good enough, for now. Chest still bared, he went groggily from his room to track down his fiancee... where was she? He closed the door quietly and crept toward the stairs. The noise seemed to be coming from a lower level... good. His painting was secure, then.

But he stumbled on his way down and heard fighting going on down those stairs, and began to wonder. But he was falling... falling down the damned stairs! Finally he made it to the bottom and stumbled about until he was faced with a rather unexpected scene. There, indeed, was Ruby... naked, of course. And there was someone else here that he didn't recognize... What on Earth was going on? He looked about for a moment, his mind foggy as he tried to interpret what he saw. But Dorian was deathly tired. He directed his words first to the... intruder? "Who are you?" he demanded, damning whoever it was. His face was gruff and his voice deep.

Then to Ruby: "What... on Earth... is going on?" He wanted to go to her but stood still in the middle, between them.

[Ruby Gray]

Ruby was not a woman, or a creature to be trifled with, she could be hell unleashed if she so wished it. Dorian had had the displeasure of meeting this side of her on rare occasion and Quincy... Quincy had met a very untimely demise at her claws. This man threatened the sanctuary of her home, of her beloved and she would end this threat with brutal force if necessary. Her fingers flexed, talons dragging along her flesh, piercing the tender skin. She remained crouched down, prepared and fully ready to shift once again should this invader so much as twitch. Nobody threatened her family, nobody threatened her Dorian. Her eyes were narrowed venom, the snarl playing in her vocals was anything but pleasant.

"You invade my home and expect your own mental discrepancies to be an excuse? I care not what problems your personalities concoct, this is my domain, my home and you threaten it. You break in and expect to walk away with a smile? Your soft words and charm may fall on a lesser creature, but not I." Her words were liquid venom, oozing from her larynx with nothing short of utter hatred. A crash. her head careened towards the stairs, a moment later he beloved, bedraggled and taken, approached the two of them, if such a thing were possible her body drew more tense and in the blink of an eye, she had moved, reappearing in front of Dorian. Her stance was protective, eyes locked upon the red head, with seemingly no care for her own nudity. She could care less about such trivial things, nothing came before Dorian's safety and he was now in range. Eyes swirled to a rich gold and her muscles rippled beneath her flesh.

"You've got five seconds to rid yourself of my home before I tear you to ribbons. Make one move towards Dorian and I swear on everything I hold dear that you will not live long enough to draw your next breath." Fury, the likes of which not meant for her tongue fell like ice. She was deadly serious, and this would be his last chance, her soul was stained with enough bloodshed, what was one more corpse.

[Kurama]

The next minute he heard a crash but before he could blink the black haired woman disappeared and reappeared next to a young man, this must have been the man she was protective of. His focus was that on Dorian, she made it quite clear that she wasn't going to listen to any words, oh Youko what damage he has cause in just one night. He swiftly appeared with a gentle stride next to the picture picking it up with a smile...however what he heard next made him shift from where he stood to a window not to far. The sound was horrifying, a screech like nails on a chalkboard made him shutter. Birds flocking away in fear of something...horrid. Then the smell hit his nose making the red head cover his delicate nose. It was rancid, two large ogre burst threw the trees clinging a battered and torn torso in its claws, its jaws snapped as a roar ripped from its throat, eyes gleaming with blood lust as it ravaged its way though what Kurama believed to be the backyard. They tore up the ground as they ran on heavy legs. It looked like something for a horrible nightmare, a fair tale gone wrong if you would. Jagged teeth stained with the blood of what he could smell was the mangled carcase of the unfortunate soul in his right hand. It was clear this attack was a hunger strike. He pulled his rose from his hair and jumped on the window sill, clearly he needed to do something or the whole area may be its next victim. Kurama sighed.

"Just like old times..."

His whip absorbed his energy as it began to change some rose petals filled the air as he gracefully landed in front of the manor, his rose now a whip with deadly thorns carefully positioned in one hand as Youko's features becoming dominant over Kurama's. Red hair became silver, white ears and silver tail moving along behind him as he moved jumping over one guard and heading for the ogres. Green eyes returned to their golden color and his voice returned to the dark tone he had, but he was still in control of his body.

[Dorian Gray]

--sorry it's short. Also, Dorian has not defenses around his manor.--


Dorian looked to Ruby, still shocked and still exhausted. He did not like being woken in the later hours of the night, especially, because that was one of the only times he seemed to have some sort of peace of mind. Otherwise, Dorian was doomed. Sleep was a staple of his existance... Nonetheless. What was this? An intrusion? Who was in his house? Hell. Dorian knew he should have a guard, but so often had this house been left alone... It was just him, Ruby, and Victor, the old servant. That was all he'd needed, so it was all he had. Could his manor handle this.... Damn.

Dorian's eyes flickered between the two. Ruby was in front of him, but he could still see. Her threats perhaps worked, but he could not really tell.

He watched, no words, as noises sounded outside the manor and then this... intruder... jumped up onto the sill. What on Earth was going on here?! There were rose petals all about and Dorian looked to Ruby, as if for some sort of explanation. "M'love..." he said drearily, still wondering if perhaps he was dreaming, and hoping he was. He moved to the window to see what was outside, and saw two large creatures coming toward the manor... What WAS this? Hell? His punishment?

[Ruby Gray]

She was fully anticipating ripping this red headed male to pieces, she didn't care nor did she wish to know anything about him. He had invaded her home, he had invaded her sanctuary and he would pay for such a misgiving, no more and no less. Her body drew wire tense, rippling with the urge to shift, raw adrenaline coursing through her blood and fueling her anger. Her body quivered, waiting, watching, but apparently fate was determined to see her killed, for it granted them two creatures that she had hoped she would never seen again and her face grew considerably more pale. Her ribs ached at the mere remembrance of the ogres. The intruder, whomever he was, was upon the window sill and vanishing towards the beasts in a burst of rose petals. At least she had succeeded in getting him out of their home... whatever in the hell he was, but she doubted he was strong enough to take on two ogres alone. She would swallow hard, she really... really didn't want to fight anymore ogres.

Dorian's weary call for her snapped her out of her thoughts and she turned, emerald orbs locking with onyx. She shifted her gaze altering between his left and right eye and without a sound she pressed against him, twining her arms around his lithe waist and burying her nose into his collarbone, squeezing him tight. The lack of sleep and the sudden weariness suddenly catching up with her. Her eyes fluttered shut and she pressed the softest of kisses to his shoulder. "Love you Dori." The words were muffled into his warm flesh and she paused, merely breathing in his scent, absorbing the warmth of his bare flesh against her own. "Those are the things that...broke me, he's not going to be enough to take them both down I don't think. I have to help, if I don't they will destroy the manor." She spoke softly, quietly, but still she did not relent from her hold on him. She awaited his answer, stilling the beast in her mind and willing it to calm.

[Kurama]

Kurama knew they were not going to be as easy as the ogre's that existed in his time, oh no. Jorge was far weaker and plus. He liked Jorge and pitted him for having to server Koenma. But these where monstrous beings. His mind began to work, watching, acting, plotting. He needed to be the keen fighter he was when his friends needed him or when his home was threatened, it was the least he could do to repent for Youko's actions. With a small burst his feet moved quicker, it was to draw the attention from the manor, hoping to lure the beast back towards the trees, where he knew he would have a advantage just in case something may go amiss, his hearth thumping in his chest as those golden eyes watch both ogre's follow his movements. Well so far so good... that is until one swung it's right arm towards the fox demon. Had he not moved so much of a inch he would have not just only gotten slammed into one tree, no this beast was far stronger then any ogre's he fought as he coughed up some blood and wiped it on his sleeve, well...this was going to call more tactic then brute force, but must he really handle two at a time, back in his time he could easily hand two...but not here. Not in this unpredicted place. With a grunt he quickly shifted his feet, another close call, the second ogre had slammed it's ugly fist towards the spot where Kurama fallen, swift fox feet where the only thing he was thankful for at the moment, but now wasn't the time to waste, he sprang forth lashing his powerful whip as the ogre writhed in pain, the thorns tearing its flesh from with a stream of crimson blood trailing from the wound. He had scored some damage at least, but this ogre's skin was pretty dense, he would need to do more then a simple lash to take the arm off. Kurama growled a bit out of annoyance. This was going to be harder then he thought. It was time for a change in tactic, grabbing some seeds from the plants he had gathered from the city walls along with some of his own he began running laying some kind of deadly plants around one of the ogre's, if he kept moving, they were sure not to touch him until his plan was completed....or so he thought.

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