Covet

Summary: Look only at me. Want only me. Be mine only. Otherwise, I'll break you. Dark!Kurama and Botan.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.

A/N: Just a quick note before you start reading. So I just found out the reason why I can't seem to access this website on my desktop. Apparently, it's blocked in my country and I was too stupid to notice that. Thank goodness the app allows you to update stories, but on the other hand, it totally erases any line breaks available in my documents. So starting from today onwards till god knows when (probably when my country stops blocking access to Fanfiction), I'll be using Roman numbers to indicate different scenes. I know, I know. Why Roman numbers, you ask? Well, I just don't like using random letters like xxxx or say stuff like -another scene- but mostly because I just want to use them.

And also, because I don't want to be responsible for you guys reading content you don't like, there will be warnings in this fic, such as: crazy Kurama, strong sexual innuendos, profanities, drug use (no, not those things you get addicted to in real life. When I mean drug, I mean like, plant drugs... if that makes sense), explicit and mostly rough smut (sorry, I just like that kind of thing), kinks, blood and possible gore, kidnapping and entrapment. And because this is a dark romance fic, a lot of insanity and psychological trauma. Not to forget obsession, of course. There's gonna be a very good dose of that. (Yes, I'm messed up and perverted. So are a lot of other people).

But because this is only the introduction, there's gonna be none of those... except for the first one.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Ever since I was a pup, I've always been a little insane - well, maybe a little is an understatement.

It's no secret that the majority of us demons have a sadistic streak. We like to cause havoc everywhere we go and have a particular perversion towards someone else's pain. Perhaps it is contributed by the fact that the world we live in is filled with violence and destruction - a jungle where no rules exist except for the not-so-lawful 'kill or be killed' which is heavily applied. We breathe in an air of blood and are taught to kill even if we were just one day's old: a fact that also results to many of us lacking any empathy or emotional attachment towards others unless they have something we could benefit from. Greedy, lustful, selfish, cruel and cynical are only a few attributes that describe our kind. Although, at some point, a fairly good amount of us harbor at least a shred of humanity in them.

Hiei, though abrasive and as unwilling as he is to admit it, has grown soft over the years after meeting Yusuke. Yukina has always been the nicest and sweetest girl of the group, even before she came and joined us. And even some of our demon peers have started to care about each other more than they let on.

Love and friendship are only a scratch on the surface when it comes to the many things we've learned in our interactions and relationships with other beings we used to consider inferior to us such as those in Spirit World and specifically, humans. We grow and become more mature, realizing that there's more to life than just going on a merciless killing spree to satisfy our need for blood and torment. The world doesn't revolve around only chaos anymore, and we begin to open up to one another. Layer after layer we peel until there's no more to reveal.

This is most true in my case. After merging with the mortal body of Shuichi Minamino, I've grown out of my cold exterior and have begun to develop a maternal affection towards my human mother. In which I soon start to become a better person through my close relations with Yusuke and the rest. I don't kill or steal recklessly like I used to, I start to love and cherish the people around me more than I've ever had in my past life. I'm... more human than any of us and we all know that.

That doesn't mean the insanity from long ago has faded away, though. The monster inside me still exists, lying dormant underneath my polite semblance. Watching. Waiting to strike. For the opportunity to reveal itself. The devil himself would have been shamed if he were to know all the awful things that go through my head sometimes. I'm a mess and I acknowledge that. Embrace it even. After all, old habits die hard.

But, with my human morality and fastidious self-control over my darker, more animalistic urges getting in the way, I've managed to hold back for most of the time. Retaining the wild beast running amok from within, I keep on with my perfect act of kindness and nobility. No one ever finds out and I don't plan on letting them know. Although, at times I can't help but finding myself lapse back into my former atrocities. Those times are when the Demon Tournament is held every once a few years, when I get to go around killing as many people as I want whilst winning all of my battles.

It's when the blood runs down my fingers and I flick my wrist around someone's neck to rip it off their shoulders that my true self comes into the surface. It's the fact that I feel a sort of thrill and enjoyment towards my enemy's pain that lets me know that I'm still as insane as I used to be. I don't mind it. As long as no one else sees and I get to keep it hidden underneath my mask of composure, that's fine by me.

But, it's when I'm around her that I can't control myself. My thoughts run wild, the monster I've managed to chain down tries to break through, but I still don't make a move. I want her. I want to have her. To take her. To claim her as mine. If I could, I'd abandon everything else just to keep her by my side. As my woman. My mate. And only mine. If anyone tries to get in the way, I'll just hunt them down and make them suffer through worse pain than death. I won't care and to be frank, I don't want to.

Perhaps it's because I'm always drawn to things I can't have. I'm always greedy, and I try to conquer even those that are impossible for me to own. Botan is no exception. In fact, she's more than just something I want to take just because I desire her. I need her. More than anyone can possibly imagine. It started with a small crush, but over the long years, it has begun to evolve into something akin to love - and lust - and obsession. Botan is the clear opposite of my inner self; she's selfless, caring and genuinely helpful towards the people around her. That is why I like her - because she's exactly what I've always sought to be. Always smiling, she brightens up everyone's day and cheers them up. She isn't perfect, but to me, she is a blinding light in my darkness. Pure. Saint. Naive. Innocent. Like the white roses I just planted in my garden. But I can taint them. With just a drop of blood, I can taint them.

I can taint her.

And I want to.

I want to sink my teeth into her and corrupt her. And as wrong as that may sound, it is, in essence, my reality and the truth. When my chance arrives, I'll grasp it and stake my claim on her.

Once a fox digs its claws into you, you'll never escape.