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Save Me Gently	By : EmeraldFalcon Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 11124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Yu Yu Hasko, I have no rights to them nor make any money from writing these fics.

Chapter One

The first few weeks of the tournament seemed to pass without trouble. Team Urameshi seemed to be barreling past every obstacle Sakyo threw at him. Team after Team seemed to fall to Sword, Whip, and Fist. Harry thoroughly enjoyed the look in Sakyo’s eye every time Urameshi seemed to break past his latest trap. Even though each night he received the scarred man’s anger he couldn’t help getting a sick satisfaction out of the fact that the more he was injured the more pissed Sakyo seemed to be growing.

Now there was but a few matches left before the finals and he knew then would be his chance to fight. He would fight. Sakyo was probably going to put him against that orange haired mortal. He could beat up a human if it meant freedom. Kill no but he could most likely pound the poor human’s face in. Smiling he looked down at his claws having finally come to terms with who and what he was.

Harry looked up from his claws and down to the arena watching with a slight satisfaction as the battle between team Urameshi and the Team Shinobi. It was rather fascinating to see how his master Sakyo pushed the boys to their very limits each battle. It seemed even when they were down two members they were still far more powerful than most of the other teams. He looked up just as a long slender hand caressed he turned and smiled up at Karasu who seemed to be looking at the fight below.

Slowly Karasu spoke even though his eyes never left the battle below, “Sakyo wishes for you to remain hidden till the final battle. He claims you will be a surprise and unknown trump guard. You are to remain cloaked at all times.”

Harry snorted, “Of course, Is He also using his little pet name for me?”

Karasu chuckled darkly, “I happen to enjoy your little pet name. How I would love to carve it into your very flesh. Such a lovely name for such a lovely fox.”

The Kitsune frowned, “What is with you and beauty?”

The masked male shrugged, “I enjoy beautiful things. But I also know beauty is not forever.”

Harry frowned and looked up at him sadly, “Even mine?”

Karasu’s breath seemed to hitch for a second before a calm reply, “You I fear will remain beautiful. Until the day you’re no longer pure.”

Nodding the smaller male turned back to the fight allowing Karasu’s hand to remain upon his shoulder as he watched the fight He reached up and held his hood down as Jin began flying around the arena like a mad man. Humming he turned his back, “This fight is pointless, Yurameshi will win this match, I am going to return to our rooms. Bui wished to speak to me.”

Nodding the masked male pushed him almost gently into the right direction before vanishing back into the shadows. Scoffing, he gracefully slid off back to the room he shared with Bui and Karasu; meeting the cloaked Bui halfway.

Nodding up to the giant like male they entered a room that was so richly decorated it made Hogwarts look like a shack. Marble walls met rich green carpets and the antique furniture seemed of the highest class. Sitting down on one of the rich couches he gestured for Bui to take a seat as he tossed his cloak onto the floor blazingly.

“Alright Bui, why did you want to meet?”

Bui frowned and nodded toward Harry’s collar, “How is your collar?”

Harry rubbed at the tight strap, “It weakens me more so every day. Locking more and more of my energy away each hour. Sakyo expects me in his rooms tonight. I fear I will not be able to defend myself any longer against him.”

Bui growled darkly, “He is bound to make you pay tonight for your scar then. You know he lusts for you.”

The teen growled and stood, “I know Bui, I am not naïve.”

The taller male smashed a fist onto the desk, “You know I have come to care for you over the last month. You are like me and Karasu. Bound to Masters we hate. Karasu and I are bound to the Toguro’s and you to Sakyo. Despite how Karasu acts I know he to cares for you.”

The Kitsune smirked, “That bomb loving hippy doesn’t care for anything.”

Bui chuckled, “I think you’re wrong there.”

Karasu melted from the shadows and Harry turned throwing a single Kunai next to the masked man’s ear.

The male glanced at the sharp object, “Well your aim has improved.”

The Kitsune snorted and fell back onto the couch tears in his eyes, “What am I to do?”

Bui hummed, “Remain strong.”

Karasu nodded, “Fight for freedom. Or forfeit your life to me now.”

Harry chuckled breathlessly, “I can’t, I have found a new reason to live.”

Bui frowned and scooted closer, “And what exactly is that?”

The once wizard smiled brightly closing his eyes, “I have found my true dominant. My mate is here at the Tournament.”

Harry missed the two sets of widening eyes. Bui and Karasu glanced at one another and nodded almost seemingly coming to an agreement. One that only they now seemed to know. The masked male silently left to speak with Sakyo his intent clear.

It wasn’t till a few hours later when Harry was summoned to Sakyo’s chambers did he realized that something had changed. Slipping into the room he found Sakyo sitting upon his couch a single glass of wine in his hands. Gliding forward the Kitsune kneeled before the older male kissing the hand that was extended for him before awaiting his orders.

A sharp kick caught him harshly across the cheek sending him into the coffee table. He kept his eyes lowered as Sakyo slammed his dress shoed foot into his face, “I have been informed that your mind is still somewhat fragile and that it would be wise to wait before taking you.”

Kicking the Kitsune’s ribs roughly Sakyo grabbed the long braid that Harry kept his hair in; using it like a rope the scarred male wrapped around the smaller individuals throat restricting his breathing to the point of the Kitsune began to literally choke at the lack of air. Long seconds passed before Sakyo threw the small kit forward into the glass coffee table.

Harry‘s swivelled as he heard the human begin to undo his belt and he screwed his eyes shut holding back a whimper. This was it the human was going to take him and all his powers had all but been taken by the collar about his neck. A switching sound and pain lanced across his back and he gasped a tear sliding down his cheek; half in pain half in relief. Lashing after Lashing sent the Kitsune further and further into an almost unconscious state.

Sakyo sighed almost calmly before dumping the rest of the wine onto the Kitsune’s face, “I guess I could save you as a prize for the end of the tournament. Yes I think that would be so much sweeter.”

Harry remained completely silent even until Sakyo slammed the wine glass into the side of his face breaking the thin glass and grinding it into the Kitsune’s jaw and cheek before stalking away slamming the door with a shout, “Clean up the glass then return to your rooms.”

The Kitsune quickly cleaned up the glass leaving his wounds until he returned to his rooms where Karasu and Bui sat in the main rooms. Walking in he slowly began to pluck the smaller pieces of glass from the side of his face not surprised when Bui appeared with a small medical kit and tweezers.

Grumbling he let the giant teddy bear of a fighter remove the rest of the glass as he sat and watched Karasu play with one of his many bombs.

Gasping in pain he slapped Bui harshly on the arm, “Oi that hurt you bloody teddy bear!”

Bui snorted and pulled away, “Your sarcastic comments and insults will not detour me fromcompleting this task.”

Harry’s face contorted in disgust, “Ew, you sound like some school nurse.”

The comment earned him a whack on the back of the head and a gag in his mouth from the wonderful Karasu. Glaring at the two overly annoying demons, who seemed to get their kicks from babying him,he sat and allowed them to completely ruin whatever masculinity he had left…which wasn’t much according to them anyway.

Bui looked down at the young Kitsune sprawled in his lap sighing he lifted the small Kitling carrying him into one of the branch off rooms tucking him into one of the three beds in there. Before closing the door and heading back out to sit in silence with Karasu, neither would sleep this night both had toomuch on their minds. Both had so much to lose.

Karasu hummed, “Do you think he even stands a chance against Kurama?”

Bui frowned, “that is who he is putting Harry up against?”

Karasu nodded not saying a word.

The tall male groaned, “Harry isn’t going survive ten minutes against the Yoko. Harry is only a four tail, Yoko is a nine.”

Kurasu nodded, “I will keep him beneath my cloak till he is to fight.”

Bui chuckled, “Think Harry will get a bit of Arena Fright? And get cold feet.”

Karasu shook his head, “The collar will kill him if he doesn’t follow orders.”

-With Harry-

Harry listened carefully from the door stopping the tears from falling down his cheeks. Yoko was to be his opponent? Things where not going his way. He hoped to be put against the orange headed full at least then he would have had a chance at survival. But no he had to be put against Yoko. He would either die by his rose whip, or die by the collar around his neck for failing.

Walking over to the window in his room he opened it sitting down upon the ledge. Looking up he looked at the full moon that lit the sky. Smiling he let the moonlight wash over his pale skin, it felt so good to bask in its light. Smiling he lifted his two long black tails to wrap around him to keep the chill away.

Letting out a long sigh he looked to the right just in time to catch a blur of black. Frowning he leaned further out the window as gasped when his lips met another set. Heat flared through his very core as the kiss singed his very lips with passion. His eyes caught glowing red and as if a dream it all vanished into the darkness and he was left with nothing but the fading heat upon upon his lips and a mystery upon his mind.

To Be Continued…
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