"Koenma! Please give me just one more mission!"
"Saiyuri, You know I can't, Father would kill me if one of his most promising spirit detectives got hurt again!" the small leader said sternly as I looked away from his clawing gaze. I clutched the spot on my left arm that was still covered in bandages beneath my shirt.
"But I'm better now!" I replied, shaking off the cold feeling that had set in along with Koenma's words.
"No, you aren't. That poison nearly took your life and it would have too if Botan hadn't seen your name on the mortal peril list."
"But you can't do this!" I shouted, my raven plait turning the color of fire, my eyes the same.
"Saiyuri, calm yourself!" Koenma gave a stern glare and continued, "Now if you're so desperate for a mission then I'll give you one, but only on one condition."
I nodded, staggering as the transformation back to normal sapped my strength.
"You will be assigned a partner, he's a strong detective, much like yourself and he'll help keep you from working yourself too hard and triggering your... 'affliction'." It stung when he said those words, mostly because I knew he was right, in that annoying way of his. "Meet him, tell him of this arrangement, and come back in week." He tossed me a folder and turned back a stack of papers, dismissing me.
As I returned to my apartment I scanned through the folder with Enma's seal on the front.
I gave a sigh of what can only be described as disgust and defeat combined.
You know, he's not that bad," Botan's familiar voice filled my room as I threw the folder onto my small bed.
"Who? I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about," I replied, picking a shirt off my messy floor and throwing it over the black folder on my bed.
"Sai, stop the act, you know very well what I'm referring to!"
I let out a long sigh and turned to face her, everyone seemed to be mad at me today.
"Listen, I never said this guy wasn't a good spirit detective, I just work alone, always have," I told her, absently picking up another garment and folding it.
"Sai, in all the two hundred years I've known you, you've always been more stubborn and thickheaded than my some of my toughest ghosts, I don't know if that trait will bring you luck or misfortune but at least give him the benefit of the doubt, he was trained by Genkai afterall."
"I'll try, besides if I don't Koenma'll have my ass for sure." Botan let out a laugh and faded, probably off to help another soul across the River Styx.
"I suppose I'll have to meet this guy tomorrow," I said as I unbraided my hip length black hair and let it fall around my body, letting myself collapse onto the small matress and soft sheets of my bed.
'Fifteen-hundred years old and I have to deal with a baby,' were my last thoughts as sleep swept me into its nightly embrace.
I awoke around eleven am the next morning and groggily pulled my feet onto the soft carpet. I made my way to my small bathroom and striped down out of my wrinkled mortal clothing and turned on the only knob in the shower; cold.
Shivering I waited until my body adjusted to the icy water before taking an orange bottle from a small shelf and appling the shampoo to my scalp.
The sent of peaches reached my senses as I rinsed out the soap and weaved conditioner into my midnight trsses. I turned off the water when I was satisfied that all soap was washed away. I reached for a violet towel and wrapped it tightly around my petite body.
With a smirk I gave a snap of my fingers: my eyes lit crimson and my hair and body dried instantaneously. I hurried back into my room and pulled out a blood red top with one long sleeve and the other ripped off at the square of my shoulder. The belly shirt showed off my feminine yet still toned and tan torso. Dark denim jeans finished off my ensemble as I grabbed a brush and pulled my thick hair into a low ponytail using a red hair tie.
I made my way to the front door and laced up my knee-high combat boots.
Finally I finished my morning routine and locked up my apartment and walked into the apartment complex's parking lot.
My eyes lit up at the sight of my baby. Its black leather seats, blue flame on the side, and four tail lights, it was a prime specimen.
"Check out the bike!" a male voice came from the side walk next to the parking lot.
"Yeah but that girl looks barely old enough to ride a tricycle." My smirk turned to a glare as I pulled the visor on my helmet down and revved the engine.
I gave a laugh as the pair gave a yelp; they had just been sprayed by gravel. I weaved through traffic until I felt a strong spirit energy that I assumed was my new partner.
I came to a stop by a pachinko parlor where a boy with black hair, slicked back in a ganster style, was arguing with a bald man.
"I already told you, if you aren't in high school or higher you can't play here," the man yelled as he pushed the boy out of the open air arcade. "Come back again and I'll have the cops out here faster than you can drop a pachinko coin."
"Hardass," the boy mumbled as he began to walk away.
"Oi! You Urameshi?" I yelled to him and he gave me a weird glance before nodding. I threw him a helmet to him and shouted, "Hop on!"
He seemed reluctant but after a few moments it seemed that he couldn't resist a free ride on my motorcycle. He put the helmet on and climbed on the back.
I took him away from traffic and parked the Cobra in a deserted alley.
The boy who was to be my 'partner' got off first and ripped the helmet off.
"Who in the hell are you? What do you want with me? Don't think that you can just pick Yusuke Urameshi off the street without some kind of explanation." God, this boy never seemed to shut up and it was ticking me off.
"Shut up!" I yelled, pushing the boy into a wall and suspending him off the ground by his neck. "Don't think that just because we're partners now I won't kill you!"
"Partners?" he choked as I let him drop to the ground.
"Yeah, you can ask Koenma," I said in a much calmer voice as I tried to control my anger. "Something about not triggering my 'afflictions'."
Yusuke stood and rubbed his neck before saying, "Wait, so you're a spirit detective too?"
"Yes, and I've kept the job for a couple years, so I have some experience," I told him with a smirk, "and might I say, the '60's in America were so fashionless."
"You were in America in the 1960's!?" he asked incredulously.
"No, well yes, but anyways I was talking about the 1860's, ughh civil chique not my stlye, I was more into the samurai look."
He had a thoughtful expression on his face before he exclaimed, "But that would make you older than the old hag, but you don't look old which would make you-"
"A demon?" I finished his sentence and smirked. "Exactly."
Several hours later I was in the heart of Tokyo, Botan said it would be more inconspicuous if I met her here.
"Botan? You there?" I queried to the darkness of the alley.
"Right here!" a cheery voice said as someone tapped my shoulder. I grabbed the wrist of the intruder and flung them against the wall of the building I was facing.
"Ow, Sai that hurt," Botan whined as she rubbed the back of her head.
I chuckled sheepishly as I lent her a hand to help her up. "Sorry about that, you just surprised my you know? I can never tell it's you when you're in human form."
She rolled her eyes and dusted herself off.
"So what'd you have to tell me that was so important?"
"Well, Koenma said that he has a surprise for you, he wanted me to bring you to the spirit world," she replied tugging on the ends of the mortal clothes she wore: a black mini- skirt and white tank top.
"I'm not a baby you know, I could have gotten there all by myself and I'd have looked both ways when I crossed the streets too!" I sarcastically replied.
"Haha, your're hilarious," she rolled her eyes and continued, "anyway, are you coming or not?"
I nodded and Botan grabbed my toned arm, transporting us both to Koenma's office.
"Okay, Koenma, what was the surprise you had for me?" I asked as the room began to materialize. I walked forward and the room finally focused, revealing that I had run into someone.
They turned to face me and my frown turned into a deadly glare. "You!" I shouted at the small demon. His face was the only thing needed to piss me off.
"Well isn't this a absolutely perfect arrangement," the demon whose black hair with white highlights lay spiked on his inflated, egotistical head said sarcastically when he realized who had so 'rudely' bumped into him.
"Oh, are you two already aquainted?" Koenma asked as he pushed a pile of paperwork that had been hiding him from sight to the side of his desk.
"Like hell we are! But what I want to know is why this asshole," I jerked a thumb towards Hiei, "is here."
"For the mission of couse, he's one of your teammates," Koenma replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Wait a second, team? You only said partner!" I shouted my temper coming dangerously close to its boiling point.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you that your partner was part of a team? Must've slipped my mind, anyways let's wait until your three other teammates arrive before I further explain your mission," Koenma said with a devilish smile.
I heard a chuckle coming from a corner of the room, "What are you smiking about midget?"
"Oh nothing, it's just I can't believe Little Miss Toughass actually needs help," he replied, the smirk only growing wider.
"Well how about Little Miss Thoughass puts a size five up yours?" I could feel the control slipping from my grasp, "or maybe I should demonstrate just how short you really are?" I performed a transformation spell and in a puff of smoke a kawaii chibi version of Hiei stood in my place. "Oh, look how cute and adorable I am!" I pranced and skipped in circles around Hiei in a girly fashion. "Now I think I'll go try on my new pretty dress!"
The door slammed open and Yusuke Urameshi barged in yelling with two red heads in tow; "What do you want binky- breath?" He beheld the scene before him; Hiei holding a chibi version of himself that was actually me, off the ground by the back of the shirt, a fist dangerously close to my face. "I don't even want to know."