Disclaimer: I don't own masterfully written characters of YuYu Hakusho or the fantastic world-building of Familiar of Zero

Yusuke sat arrogantly on the chair in his newly required office once belonged to the injured Osmond, one leg crossed over the other one as he positioned his elbow on the armrest to fix his fist against his cheek.

He felt like a classical villain from a manga in his own world, sitting on his throne while his lackeys did all the work. The only difference between his lackeys and the stereotypical ones from a manga were that they were no more than his people and occasional slaves assigned to do manual labour. The main objective, namely conquering this world piece by piece, would have to be accomplished by him. In that sense he was a firm believer of the old saying "If you want something done right you had to do it yourself," which at least applied to the significant objective. The mundane ones such as manual labour could - and rightfully should - be accomplished by the lackeys.

That was fine by Yusuke. Conquering a planet inhabited by weaklings would be easy, but the enjoyment factor of that was only amplified by the despair he could install in the nobles, if only for the fact they were once so content being on top of the food chain.

Guiche's slack-jawed expression at seeing his godly, Juubi-assimilated Madara-like power right before he crushed him was even more satisfying than watching the sun set.

"Wonder if Puu's changing to reflect the 'new me'," Yusuke pondered with a smirk, as though the prospect of his spirit beast evolving into a monstrous representation of his inner self was humorous, "Heh. Could be problematic for the boys-in-blue, but the guys should be alright." He still loved and respected his friends, so Puu would too.

He was essentially him after all.

Unless Yusuke became pure evil, to the point where he could no longer distinguish from friend and foe, there was little chance of Puu ever actively trying to slaughter everyone within his range.

It was a possibility, however. Yusuke had sadistically enjoyed watching the tamed nobles scrub every section of the academy from top to bottom, consequently giving the labelled "commoners" a deserved break. The overlord's new secretary, Miss Longueville, seemed entirely too eager to craft a chore chart for him, assigning which set of students to specific roles on specific days to hurriedly get on his good side as though she wanted something sacred only he could now give her.

Meh.

Yusuke had said he would appease her needs if she continued to do a good job. She thanked him enthusiastically and continued on with her work with extra gusto.

A grin of devilry swept across Yusuke's lips at the distinctive unchecked spirit energy signature he could sense from just behind his door, "What's this?" He joked, cupping his ear just as gentle knocks echoed, "Sex-on-Wheels coming to deliver? How fortunate!~" Throwing his legs up, Yusuke tucked his arms behind his head, "Come in!~"

The doorknob turned, evoking a small clicking sound right before it was slowly pushed open with a squeak. Siesta's head poked itself within view, "Um, Master Yusuke?"

"What are ya doing there babes?!" Yusuke hollered boisterously, removing one of his arms from his head to usher her inside with a wild gesture of his hand, "Bring her fine ass in here gal!"

Siesta giggled, finding Yusuke's brassy demeanour charming. She was, after all, a shy girl, and shy people often tended to admire those brimming of confidence. Siesta was no difference.

Borrowing some of her soon-to-be lover's confidence, Siesta slithered neatly through the gap she made for herself in the door, drawing an ironic smile and a shake of the head from Yusuke.

"Really? You couldn't have just opened the door all the way before stepping in?" Yusuke asked, drawing a sheepish smile from Siesta, "Ehh, oh well," He shrugged it off, more interested in checking out Siesta's new state of dress. Instead of the maid's outfit which had basically become her to-go clothes, she wore a modest old-fashioned dress, "Looking good though honey, I must say."

Yusuke's wolfish stare caused his prey to fidget slightly, holding her arms neatly below her waist, "Thank you, Master Yusuke. I just thought today's occasion called for something a little less… professional."

"So I'm guessing you didn't bring me dinner, then?"

Siesta blinked, honestly surprised. Considering the activity she was alluding to, she didn't think Yusuke would want a meal in the convention sense, "Oh? Well… no," She worriedly held her hand to her mouth, "Was I supposed-?"

A wave of Yusuke's hand signalled Siesta to stop her attempted apology, "I'm just fucking with ya," He leaped over his desk and bull charged over to her, tying his arms around her waist and hefting her up. Ignoring her gasp, he pinned her softly against the wall, glancing at her flushed face with a smirk, "Metaphorically of course. Now, I'm gonna fuck ya."

Siesta's startled face relaxed, "Yes, I've been waiting for this," Her smiling lips were locked against Yusuke's, muffling her moans from the wave of pleasure that shot through her.

Yusuke traced his hands down Siesta's sides, shooting light tingles through her system before reaching her legs, solidifying them to his hips to take out the effort on her part.

His calloused hands weaved up inside her dress, pushing it up to her thighs as his tongue continued to play with hers, revealing lingerie covering her sacred womanhood if the thin texture of her undergarments was anything to go by.

"I can tell," Yusuke said smugly, trailing his eyes from Siesta's wet lips down to her pelvis, lifting his eyebrows waggishly at the sight of her pink lingerie, "You came prepared," He could feel Siesta twiddling her thumbs behind his neck and looked up to find her face flushed a new, "Nice choice by the way. They suit ya."

Siesta just nodded, not trusting her voice at the moment with her brain in a scramble to come to the realization she was about to give up her virginity.

Yusuke lightly nibbled on Siesta's collarbone, making her throw her head back with a soft moan. He continued to gently on Siesta's delicate neck as he carried her from the wall over to one of his two red couches, dropping her down on its surface.

She flinched, instinctively locking her legs around Yusuke's waist while he hovered above her.

"I have a request," Siesta murmured, holding her hands to her mouth, "If you would be so kind to fulfill for me master."

"Oh yeah? Let's hear it."

"Could you be gentle with me?"

"Heh, first timer, huh?" Siesta nodded, "Don't worry," Yusuke closed the distance between their faces, moving his head to her ear, his warm breath tingling her, "I'll be extra gentle with ya babe."

"T-Thank… you," She gasped breathlessly from the light grip of her earlobe from Yusuke's fangs.

Tracing his hands up the sides of her legs, Yusuke handled her panties, slowly bringing them down to her ankles. From her earlobe, he left lingering kisses from her cheekbone all the way to her bare neck, encouraged by her deep, yet soft wheezes of lust.

Lifting up his head, he smirked hungrily at her panting face before capturing her lips against his own once again, sucking the breath away from her. He could feel her heartbeat pounding rapidly against her chest and hitting his own as a pleasured consequence of invading her personal space during their lip-lock embrace.

Pulling away, Yusuke was delighted to observe Siesta's lips puckering up for more.

"Whoa, someone's sure hungry, huh?" He joked with a pointed index finger, evoking a sheepish smile from Siesta, "And here I thought you were supposed to feed me."

"My apologies, master Yusuke. I… just haven't eaten before."

Yusuke grinned at Siesta's cute attempt to talk dirty, "Hey, don't sweat it. There's plenty of helpings here for you to indulge yourself on, so just sit back, relax and let the master work his magic fingers on ya."

"That sounds wonderful, master Yusuke."

"You got it! Now," He unstrapped her shoes, his intentions clear, "Let's get these out of the way, shall we?" Siesta hummed affirmatively, lightly squirming her feet to help her master take off her shoes, and they were off in seconds, clattering to the floor with small thuds.

Yusuke neatly looped Siesta's lingerie from underneath her little feet, running his fingers gently in circles around them to leave her with Goosebumps.

"Oh yeah! Come to papa," Yusuke scrunched up Siesta's panties into a ball as though he had struck gold, bringing them to his nostrils, taking in the sweet aroma wafting from its surface, "Hot damn! You're spilling already, ain't cha?"

Siesta had perhaps the single most adorable guilty face he had seen on a girl thus far, even Keiko's paled in comparison to hers, "I told you I was hungry, master."

"Well, then. Let's get this show on the road, shall we? No sense delaying the inevitable." Siesta wormed her way up, pressing her lips to Yusuke's, his hands working their way to her sides to simultaneously massage her and roll up the sides of her dress. Only once her dress was up to her chin to reveal her D-cup breasts did Yusuke break the kiss, lowering his head to dunk his nostrils into her bountiful chest.

"Aah!" Siesta squeaked lustfully, placing her hands on the back of her ankles as if to embrace herself against the tides of gratification filling her. Her brain kicked in to tell her she needed to remove her dress, and did so with shaky arms, gently allowing her dress to flutter to the ground like a feather.

Yusuke put his expert lock-picking skills to brilliant usage, effortlessly weaving the lock keeping Siesta's black bra together. Leaving a lingering peck on her left boob, he left the warm radiation and squishy walls of her breasts, helping her out of her bra and brassily tossing it aside.

A waterfall comprised of pure drool cascaded from his mouth staring at the watermelons situated on Siesta's chest.

"And this is how ya celebrate a presidential election in style!" He quipped cheerily, latching onto a good chunk of Siesta's left melon, sucking all the juice he could out of it. Siesta moaned, throwing her back as Yusuke continued to indulge himself on her womanly milk. Never taking his mouth from its source of delicious beverage, he rearranged himself into a comfortable position, propping Siesta on his lap.

"Yes, drink to your heart's content master Yusuke," Siesta said through deep inhales, delicately combing her hands through Yusuke's crop of messy black hair, "My body is yours to do as you please."

An audible pop echoed and her left melon juggled, causing the other one to bounce too. A pink mark shrouded in saliva was visible around her nipple.

"That I will," Yusuke grinned, gently pushing Siesta's magnificent bust together, turning them sideways and anti-clockwise, "Just call me the breast-master." He dived in, suckling on her other nipple to make sure it wasn't neglected.

Feeling encouraged by Yusuke's molestation of her, Siesta carefully rolled the edges of his green dress shirt down past his shoulder-blades, promptly him to raise his arms so she could take it off. She allowed it to flutter to the ground before she combed her own shoulder-length black hair back, feeling some sweat coating her forehead from the raising heat of her body.

"Seems someone's about ready to go, eh?" Yusuke teased, drawing a shy nod from Siesta. Widening his fanged grin, Yusuke lifted up his white short-sleeved t-shirt, eliciting a goggled expression from his soon-to be deflowered lover at the well-toned six-pack sat underneath.

"Oh my," She gasped, steadily reaching forward to fondle such brilliant abs. As far as she knew, only nobles had chests as well developed as Yusuke's, but since no noble with dignity would ever settle for a lowly maid such as her, unless they personally bought her as a sex maid, she would never have a chance of ever seeing their six-packs.

"Yeah baby! Lo and behold the brilliance of the chest!" Yusuke bragged, holding his arms out wide before grabbing his trousers, elevating himself higher, "But remember, this is only the appetizer," In one fell swoop, Yusuke pulled down his slacks and briefs together to present Siesta with a full magnificent view of his bulging erection, causing her to feel air-headed, "This is the main course."

"Oh my," Siesta softly gasped in a daze.

Yusuke grinned cheekily, "Oh my, is right," He scooped downward, pressing his lips tightly against hers. She felt his erection squirming around aimlessly on her leg, and she shivered, moaning into the entrance of his mouth.

Lining his rod carefully with his hand to the tight walls of her vagina, Yusuke slowly it fly, gently penetrating her vulva. She screamed, but it was muffled as she threw her arms instinctively around Yusuke's back for security. Her moan broke out in a high pitch squeal when Yusuke ended the kiss, and she closed her eyes, trying to endure the sexual agony which came with being penetrated for the first time in her life.

Yusuke's soft caresses of her cheek were the most soothing gestures she could've ever felt just then. It was even enough to lull her high-pitch squeals to slow moans, until he pushed a little deeper, adding to her pleasure with light pecks across her cheekbone trailing to her bare neck. His hands explored every bit of silky texture of Siesta's body, curving in a slide down and up past her curves before arriving at her womanly moulds.

He cupped and squeeze them softly, relating the sounds of Siesta's quiet moans to the sounds of the ocean. Both very soothing, only the former had the unique sexual effect of accelerating his stimulation.

He rubbed his muscular half against her slender body, her bouncy breasts sliding down his solid chest before being squashed against his torso, "Aah!" Siesta squeaked, while Yusuke towered above her, sweeping a hand across her sweat-coated forehead to send another tingling sensation through her. She pried her bleary eyes open, offering Yusuke a soft apologetic smile.

"Oh Master Yusuke," She said, rhythmically weaving her hands through his short locks, "I think I'm nearing my climax."

"Already?" Yusuke asked roguishly, getting a nod from her, "Day~um. Better get as much use out of ya as I can." He took her lips against his own, taking her breath away as their lips intimately clashed, causing the sounds of muffling pecks echo.

When he pulled away from her, he rose up to a sitting position and anchored his hands on Siesta's hips, "Ready?" Siesta nodded, "Good, because this is where the finale begins," He yanked her into him sharply, causing a sharp wave of sexual pain to explode through her as she instinctively elevated herself on her elbows before bringing one to her face to brush off the excess swear.

Yusuke grinned, wiggling his pelvis from right to left while Siesta bounced up and down a couple of times on the couch, holding her shoulder-length black hair as she tried to catch her breath, her shocked face beet red from the exhaustion. She squirmed, holding her hands to her chest when it all came to fruition. It all came to a standstill, all the sexual agony passing blissfully through her to leave her with an enlightened sensation. It was refreshing, almost as if she had taken a dip in a hot spring.

"Oh Master Yusuke," She said breathlessly, elevating herself up and into the embrace of Yusuke.

"Satisfied?" He asked, lowering them down to rest his head against the armrest of the couch, an exhausted Siesta on his chest.

"Mmm-hmm," She hummed gratefully, snuggling her head happily on his torso, "What about you? Was this experience as thrilling to you as it was to me?"

"Meh. I've had better."

"Ooh."

"Hey, don't beat yourself up over it. I'm just what they'd call a 'seasoned veteran'," Yusuke quipped.

"Okay," Siesta whispered, not being able to keep the disappointment out of her voice at her failure to pleasure her lord to his fullest as she brushed her hair against his torso, "Thank you, Master Yusuke. Because of you, I can indulge on such intimate activities, and I know commoners everywhere will too with your reign over the country. Yes, I believe peaceful prosperity will at last come to Halkeginia."

"Don't know why you're thanking me. I'm just doing what any guy with tons of power in a world with little would do," Subjugate the entire world that he would have been at the bottom of the barrel - financial wise - if he lived among them like the average Joe and selfishly rearrange it into his own glorious image. Yusuke's objectives were nothing out of the ordinary. They were stemmed from his greedy desire to have everyone falling at his feet as if it was a God sent from the heavens above.

Actually, that held more truth than he thought.

He did fall into the world from the sky after all.

"But you're right about one thing, though. Nobility's coming to an end as my reign begins!"

This world and everything in it belonged to darkness - they belonged to him.

The Walking Terminator of Hell

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Bow to the Master

A bundle of pink sat curled up in a corner, slender arms tied around small legs and a shame-faced countenance hidden from view in the sanctuary of her folded up knees, for all the good it did. And it did help somewhat too.

If she closed her eyes, she would only get horrifying visions of her slaughtering Guiche in cold blood, yet if her view wasn't impeded by darkness an hallucination of the former blond-play boy would appear before her, reminding her of the heinous crime carried out by her lord time and again in that same ghostly, eerie fashion.

Even if she had been reassured repeatedly by Professor Colbert on their trek to the former headmaster of the academy that the monster was not her responsibility, she couldn't help but think he was.

Since adolescence, she had been raised with the belief that a familiar was nothing more but an emotionless pet of sorts contrived for the sole purpose of tending to the master's whims, be that to clean them, fed them, or pleasure them, familiars were theirs to do as they pleased.

And what the familiar did, the master did just by negative association.

…For better or for the worse.

So, while Louise could detach her new lord from the familiar status, given his station and all, her mind automatically told her she was his main accomplice in order to protect itself from potential mental breakdown just trying to rationalize the existence of an independent familiar could've given it.

Also, the looks the recently enslaved students were giving her wasn't making her feel less insecure about her part in Guiche's murder and their enslavement. They hadn't uttered a word to her, but they didn't have to. Their scathing glances said it all.

"Why did you bring in here, ZERO!?"

"YOU did this to us, ZERO!"

"It's all your fault we are in this predicament, ZERO!

"You crippled Professor Colbert, ZERO!"

"You killed Guiche, ZERO!"

"Once a ZERO, always a ZERO!"

Louise's petite form flinched from the utterly cold, harsh implications the glares gave her, squirming helplessly on the ground.

"Why must I be the subject of ridicule and mockery?"

For as long as she could remember she had been the butt-monkey of everyone's cruel humour, all to make themselves feel better just for the fact they could perform magic, whether they were adequate or inadequate.

She had donned a pretence of superiority to masquerade her insecurity, to show the critics their cruel teasing of her failure at magic didn't outwardly affect her, but inside she was hurting. She longed for a friend, an acquaintance, a partner, a lover or anyone really to talk to, someone to place a comforting hand on her shoulder and reassure her of her significance to them with their faith.

Now, with the roles in reversal, she needed a security blanket more than ever. Her fellow students were the ones directing their inward contempt toward her person with their silent glares and she was the one showing outward hurt.

She felt truly alone.

"But I must be the one to take the scorn of their wrath," She mumbled, her voice hollow as the dead silence of the night sky, "Professor Colbert was too lenient to pardon me of my rightful exclusion. I cannot fathom such nicety shown to an accomplice such as me, but I suppose it doesn't matter now. I'm receiving the deserved punishment from my wrongly excused expulsion. And-."

She lifted up her head from the inside of her legs, the light once symbolizing her fiery temper gone as if it never existed, leaving behind two empty, faded shades of pink pupiless eyes. In front of her, the ghostly apparition of her nightmares materialized from thin air, looking horribly maimed.

"Youuuuuu killllll~edddddd meeeee. Whatttttttt diddddd IIIIIII everrrrr dooooo toooo youuuu?"

She didn't answer.

She knew by now apologizing to the ghostly representation of Guiche would've been futile.

"…Guiche's death will forever haunt me."

XxX

Soft thuds reverberated from the closed door of Yusuke's office, stirring him from his peaceful slumber.

"Man what a time for autographs," He joked from underneath a blanket he quickly snatched from his room using his super speed, a blissfully sleeping Siesta lying on his chest, "Oh?" A simple scan of the individual's relatively tiny E-class spirit enrgy-signature made him lift an eyebrow, "Pinkie's power level's increased, exponentially by this world's standards."

With a smirk sweeping across his features, he neatly slipped himself from underneath Siesta, easing her head gently to the surface of the couch.

"Now that is interesting I gotta say," Ignoring his clothes, Yusuke shamelessly sauntered over to the door, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "Wonder how she accomplished this feat in so little time," Given his own once random increases in power, he could only relate Louise's power boost to the reasons his own occurred, "Must be emotionally-powered," That and he was emotionally abusing her.

He gripped the doorknob, twisting it and pulling it forward to present Louise with a full view of his glorious, unimpeded body. He briefly caught a glimpse of her deliciously vacant eyes, devoid of any emotion, before they quickly filled up with shock at the sight of Yusuke, fully naked as the day he was born. She sputtered aimlessly, flailing her tiny arms around as a blush swept across her cheeks, accentuating her hair colour.

Yusuke eyed her with devilish amusement, fixing an arm up high on the doorframe, "S'up pinkie?" He asked, situating his other hand on his hip, "Come to get in on the fun?"

Louise goggled at Yusuke. Just the mere thought of ever tangling with such a revolting man in the intimate activity he was heavily implying made her sick to her little stomach. Naturally, she so desperately wanted to reprimand him like she would usually do to any perverted creature, but a retaliated beating from him to her didn't sound appealing in the slightest.

"N-No!" She denied, twirling away from the naked man with her arms crossed, "C-Could y-you… put some clothes on? It's unfitting of a ruler to flaunt himself so inappropriately."

"Na."

"Why not?!"

"Meh, my pad," Yusuke shrugged, "If I wanna stroll around butt-naked in my second home than I will."

"But," Louise pressed on, ironically taking a precautionary step back to assure Yusuke she was speaking within the realms of her perimeters, balling her hands up into fists, "I'm a lady!"

"I don't know why you're making a big deal of this, you're too young for me anyway, scamp," Yusuke needled her, making her stare at him with a gobsmacked expression, "Ehh. Maybe when you get a little bit older, say, sixteen perhaps, I might be willing to give ya the good stuff to rock your world."

"How dare you," Louise whined, struggling to keep her voice down. Why did fools always have to unintentionally misinterpret her age via her adolescent appearance? Even when they did know her age they still intentionally called her young just to be insensitive jerks, "I am sixteen!"

The knowing smirk that crept across Yusuke's countenance implied he already knew, and was purposely goading her on, causing Louise to feel grieved, "Wow, really?" He said satirically, drawing a nod from Louise, "Wow. Talk about a delayed growth spurt. Heh," He laughed, "So not only do ya suck at magic but you've also got the appearance of a kid. Hilarious! You were all but destined to suck at life from day one."

"Wait a minute. You knew I was sixteen all along?" Louise asked, trying to hold in the tears from his cruel name-calling.

"Not exactly, but I got the gist of your current age from Cueball when he requested your amnesty from the book of bitches."

'Professor Colbert,' The underserved consideration the now one-legged fire mage showed her only made the little mage-in-training feel even more guilty, 'I don't deserve your thoughtful benevolence, sir," She sighed, putting her sadness on the backburner, "So, you were just teasing me then, weren't you?"

"Yeah!"

"Jerk."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

"Rightttt," Yusuke drawled with a tone that said he didn't believe her, but was pleased to see her squirming pleadingly for forgiveness, "So what did ya come for?" He asked, now getting straight to the point.

Louise sighed, struggling to keep her head from falling into place and seeing Yusuke's family jewels as a result, "If you are not going to dress appropriately can you at least cover up your male genitals to have some semblance of decency, please?"

"No."

"Why did I even bother to ask?" Louise said with tears falling from her eyes. Closing off the emotional floodgates for a suitable time Louise figured she might as well just ask for what she came for so she could leave and erase Yusuke's private parts from her mind, "I am here to retrieve your clothes so I may wash them milord."

"Sure," Yusuke said simply, pivoting on his heels and sauntering into the room, unintentionally mooning Louise.

'Hasn't he got any dignity?!' If she couldn't rage outwardly, then she would rant inwardly. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a lump on Yusuke's couch. Given Yusuke's indecent state she ascertained it was woman, 'That… That…' She was lost for words, 'That dog!'

"Here ya go," Yusuke's cheerful voice dragged her from her stupor, "See anything that interests you?"

"As if," She scoffed, delicately lifting up her tiny arms and accepting the bundle of clothes with grace. Breezing through them her eyebrow rose at a messing piece, "Where are your trousers?"

"Oh? You like seeing my nuts?" Louise cringed, having her answer crudely presented to her, "Never thought you had it in ya Shorty."

"Please excuse my stupidity," Louise requested gracefully, folding the bundle of remaining clothes around her folded arms, "I will complete my assigned task with grace, milord and have them back to you by morning."

"You do that," Yusuke insisted, finding Louise's attempt to remain her dignity amusing, "I'll bring ya my pants later on. Should have more gear by then."

Louise cringed at the implications of Yusuke invading the town, but didn't say anything on the matter, "As you wish milord," She said, giving Yusuke a polite bow before turning and walking away from him.

"Hold up."

Louise froze in her tracks, shakily twirling her head around her shoulder, "Yes, milord. What is it? Did you recall another article of clothing you forgot to present me with to clean?"

"Been doing anything proactive of late?"

"Uhm, no. Why did you feel the need to inquire?"

Yusuke scrutinized Louise's blank expression, trying to detect any signs of dishonesty. Barring her slight squirms from his intense stare he really had nothing to go on to tell if she was holding out on him, "No reason," He decided, ushering her away with a flap of his hand, "Scram." Louise nodded, still looking honestly befuddled by the occurrence. Nevertheless, she bowed again, twirled and left.

'Well that was odd,' Yusuke mused, rubbing the side of his neck and brushing the door shut, 'Either Shorty's holding out on me or she just isn't aware of her power increase,' He moved back over to his lady friend, bending down to pick up his baggy beige slacks before taking a seat at the edge of his couch, 'Gonna go out on a limb here and say it's the latter, for now,' As in he was going to look into this for further verification. If it turned she was indeed lying to him he would kill her without hesitation.

He felt the movements of Siesta's feet tickling his sides before her arms snaked around his neck in a tangle, "You're up," He relaxed into her touch, "Ready for round two?"

"I had a wonderful time with you, Master Yusuke," She nuzzled into his neck.

"Of course you did," He joked, slotting into his slacks, "I'm me."

"Will you be heading out?" She asked innocently.

"Yeah. Gotta take care of some… business downtown," He implied with air-quotes, "Gonna get myself another set of gear there while I'm at it too."

"I see," Siesta said in an understanding tone, "I hope you won't be gone too long."

"Ah, so you do wanna go for round two, eh?"

Siesta nodded, "Mmm-hmm."

"Great. Got more of the good stuff in store for ya," He twirled around, diving in to claim Siesta's lips against his own.

"Oh Master."

xXx

"That's enough for now," Yusuke grinned, leaving his lady on the couch to stand, eyeing her pouty lips for delight, "Gotta get myself some spare gear. Can't expect a man of my high station to roll in the same get-up day in, day out."

"Okay," Siesta accepted, sitting up right and folding the blanket around her upper half to offer her warmth now that her radiance had left her, fixing her hands on her lap submissively.

Yusuke grinned. Always leave them wanting more. That was one thing he learned in his short twenty years of life. Without further ado, he slipped on his sneakers, sauntering off to the window. Cracking it open he hopped on the ledge, situating his two-fingers on his forehead before tossing them over his shoulder at a puzzled Siesta in a farewell salute.

"Deuces, m'dear," He leapfrogged miles into the distance, so far in fact it prompted Siesta to run to the window to gauge the length of which he had travelled from that single jump, but the only thing she could ascertain from the sparkle of emerald light was the activation of Yusuke's God Kong spectacular.

"Oh my."

"Town domination!~" Yusuke sang boisterously, materializing his avatar's massive green cloud for the monkey to land coolly upon, flying off into the distance.

"Whoa." A nondescript rider goggled at the enormous avatar above his head, creating a voluminous gust of wind powerful enough to rip trees from their roots.

"I say, what is the meaning of this ruckus and this most inconvenient delay?" A majestically dressed man with a clean shave poked his head out of the regal cottage being pulled along by two horses.

"My apologies Count Mott sir. A strange phenomenal draw my attention to it!"

"Humph. I do not pay you to make up excuses, peasant. Now, take me to the entrance so I may buy a maid and return home this instance."

"Right away, sir," He sighed, wishing someone could kill his employer.

XxX

An enormous shadow eclipsed a small town bustling of life.

"Up there!"

"What is that?"

"Is it a dragon?"

Their eyes instinctively traced the super large green avatar over to a mountain where it parked itself with enough force to quake the town briefly, prompting all the nameless fodders to jump out of their skins. They obviously panicked, identifying the giant primate with every monstrous tag in the book except by its obvious species.

"Hey, listen up!" Yusuke shouted with authority, his already loud voice intensified with the mouthpiece of his avatar, evoking silence. A cloud of trepidation hung over all their heads, "People of… ehh," The avatar's gigantic fist rolled, "Unknown town!" This was it. His famous anti-villain speech that would rewrite the world in his own glorious image.

He would not mess this up.

"I'm gonna free you all of the shackles bounding ya to nobility, by bringing your asses into my emperor!" He stood, but his avatar was so large it had to balance on one leg on the mountain's pinnacle point. He still had it flex its arms outward in a grand fashion, "Resistance is pointless. All It'll get ya are free tickets to the resurrection. The sooner all you accept the inevitable is the sooner I can go about spreading my dominance to the other undivided lands, thus bringing about unity."

How was one supposed to act to an order of absolute subjugation from a divine creature assumedly sent from the clouds above? They wasn't able to ascertain much from the godlike being's speech other than 'Person X was absurdly powerful and wished to capture them all or worse case scenario kill them if they refused.

They panicked, running around in multiple circles with their arms thrown their heads helplessly.

Yusuke smiled ironically, having expected it would come to this.

"Well, time to go to work," He cracked his knuckles in a menacing fashion.

Beating on fodders?

It would be like he was smacking Kuwabara about again.

And that's the chapter. If you're interested in anymore YuYu Hakusho crossovers, don't forget to check out my InuYasha and Naruto fics crossed with YuYu Hakusho, and Tekken. Why Tekken? Because Tekken's cool.

Peace