CSI:
Sin City's Demons
Crossover:
CSI: Crime Scene Investigation/ Yu Yu Hakusho
Pairings: (Seme/ Uke)
Yusuke Urameshi/ Kazuma Kuwabara
Hiei/ Kurama
Koenma/Botan
Shizuru/Yukina
OC/Kuwabara – one sided by OC
Gil Grissim/Genkai
Nick Stokes/ Greg Sanders
Sarah Sidle/ Warrick Brown/ Catherine Willows
Mentions/ Hints: (past tense)
Yusuke Urameshi/ Keiko Yukimura
Keiko Yukimura/ Kazuma Kuwabara –rape on Keiko's part
Gil Grissim/Sarah Sidle
The following Disclaimer applies for this as well as all future chapters.
Yu Yu Hakusho- All rights reserved to:Shonen Jump Graphic Novels, Viz, Funimation, Shueisha Inc., and Yoshihiro Togashi I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho nor its characters, mangas, anime, or anything related to it in anyway. I am not making any profit from using it in this story.
CSI: Crime Scene Investigations- All rights reserved to: CBS Productions, Alliance Atlantis Productions, and Jerry Bruckheimer I do not own CSI nor its actors, characters, or anything related to it in anyway. I am not making any profit from using it in this story.
Summary:
When the Las Vegas crime lab appeared on the scene of a murder scene, they learned it was also a kidnapping. Yusuke Urameshi is the main suspect in his ex-girl friend's murder, and to top it all is his bf Kuwabara was kidnapped. How can he explain he didn't commit the crime but it was a demon? X-over, yaio, yuri, violence, language, M for Mature audiences
Full Summary:
When the Las Vegas crime lab appeared on the scene of a murder scene, they learned it was also a kidnapping. As they look through the clues that were left behind, they find that their logic is put to the test as what they find doesn't make any sense to what they know to be real about 'demons' and 'monsters'. On top of that, one of their new recruits, Shuuichi Minamino, has emotional ties to the case and threatens to compromise the entire investigation not to mention his job.
Yusuke Urameshi is the main suspect in his ex-girl friend's murder, and to top it all is his boy friend, Kazuma Kuwabara, was kidnapped by the very demon who killed her. It's not like he was upset over Keiko's death; with what she had done to his best friend now lover's life he was more upset at not killing her first. However, because of this reason and the fact it was a demon that committed both the murder and the kidnapping he has no evidence to prove he is innocent. How can he explain he didn't commit the crime but it was a demon?
Warnings:
This story contains the following and is rated NC-17 for mature audiences.
Course Language, Suggestive Dialogue, Violence, Yaio, Yuri, Character Death major and minor, Original Characters, may contain Out-of-Character moments for both CSI and Yu Yu Hakusho people, cross pairings, M/F/F, and Descriptive Scenes
more will be added as story progresses and as needed
Author Note:
Hey everyone!
Yes I know. Another story, but this one has been driving me crazy for a while so I decided to at least give you guys the Prologue to see if you guys are interested. Sorry for not updating anything but I've been having issues with certain off the computer stuff, at work and just love life issues ; so yeah stressed much?
But on the other hand, my juices are flowing again which is a good thing . So something good came out of all of it, so far.
This is my first CSI story, and it's my second crossover (first animated/real TV crossover) so please don't be too harsh on me.
The story to this idea is it's really a two part saga. This is really the ending part of what lead to this story. However, it will still make sense and I will make the prequel to this after this story hahaha. There will be hints in this to what happened to lead up to where they are, but nothing too big to ruin the prequel.
I hope you guys enjoy this small taste of what I have so far and please give me some feed back on this because I'm really hoping this turns out as well as I want it to be; or rather think in my mind it will be.
Enjoy!!
Prologue
Lights were a blur together as the night life of Sin City began. Each casino had its own flare to it, attracting customers with high hopes and deep pockets. If the lights didn't draw you in, the sounds and smells sure would. It wasn't called Sin City for nothing; having hookers, gambling, drinks, and the occasional murder.
In the parking lot of one of the grand casinos a female lay on her stomach. Crimson colored liquid flowing at a steady pace from her head, which was turned at a funny angle. The liquid's flow continued, causing a small pool to form around her head and spreading out further. Her long brown hair covered her back, sides, and her face. Her skirt was scrunched up a little, showing off her silky legs; her feet bare and small. Her shirt was a bit wrinkled, yet a bit tight, showing off her nice shape.
Not too far from the woman were her missing heels. They were on their side and had some space between them. However, not too far from the shoes; a good fifteen to twenty feet, stood a man. He would have been considered a drop dead sex god if it wasn't for the fact he was shaking like a leaf and a bit pale. Sweat began to make its way down his face; his chocolate brown eyes wide and full of anger, fear, and helplessness.
His attire was a mess, but didn't look half as bad as he felt at the moment. His white button down shirt wasn't white anymore, red liquid on the front and sleeves; which were rolled up. His arms were well toned and had some of the liquid there as well. His black pants where torn at the knees and dirty.
The poor man shook as if he was cold, which at this time of year shouldn't have been the cause of his chills. He took a few shaky steps forward before falling on to his knees. He stared at the girl who was dead by the amount of blood that was filling the almost empty parking lot.
The man's hands came up to his face, his eyes staring at the shaking blood stained hands of his. His tormented eyes closed as he fisted his dirty hands into his lose jet black hair. His head lowered as a light sob escaped his lips.
"N-no…." a soft voice said. "No…please….K…" the man choked on the words along with his tears that flowed as free as the corpse not too far from where he grieved.
He jerked, turning his head to the sky as if for an answer; opening his mouth wide and making an un-human cry.
"KUWABARA!!!"
Sirens filled the air, and soon a small group of curious onlookers showed up onto the scene; the only thing keeping them back being the yellow police tape that told them not to cross.
A black van pulled up onto the scene. A tall man came out from the van wearing a black jacket that had a brown button down shirt underneath, the first two buttons undone. He was a handsome man with some grey on the sides of his dark sand colored hair. He closed the door as he walked brisk yet at a leisure like pace towards the yellow tape. He wore a badge around his neck; stating his name as Gil Grissom from the Las Vegas Crime Lab.
His blue eyes glanced at the policeman who was securing one section of the yellow tape. Grissom nodded at the man who nodded back, recognizing the man. Grissom ducked under the tape and headed towards the corpse. There was another person already at the body, taking pictures of the position of the body as well as anything else that could help in finding the woman's killer.
The photographer was a beautiful young woman with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. She wore black pants and a short sleeve black button down vest that had LVPD CSI written on the left breast side of the vest. She also wore a name badge; her said the same information as Grissom's except for her name; Sarah Sidle.
"Hey" she said, not even looking up at the man who was now behind her.
"What did you find so far?" Grissom asked, sliding on a pair of rubber gloves before bending down next to the victim.
"So far, nothing." Sarah said, lowering her camera and watched as he pushed some of the hair back to look at the face.
Grissom's face looked cold as he found the woman's eyes open. Her brown eyes were filled with fear.
"If fear could kill…" he mumbled.
"Excuse me?" she asked, not hearing him.
"Nothing, help me flip her over."
Sarah took off her camera and put it off to the side before kneeling and helping Grissom turn the woman over onto her back. The dead woman's long brown hair seemed to flow around her as the two rested her onto her back as careful as possible. Once that was done, Sarah gasped at the bloody scene, while Grissom looked like he was getting a migraine.
It was amazing the head wasn't disconnected from the rest of the body, since a long deep gash was on her neck, running from her left ear to her right. Her major artery was severed and it was obvious that the poor girl had suffered before passing out from lack of oxygen or lack of blood to her brain; whichever happened first. Either way, it was still a horrible way to die.
"Who found her?" Grissom asked, as he scanned the rest of the woman's body to see if the neck wound was the only injury she sustain; visible that is.
"Actually, it was her boy friend that caught the attention." Sarah said, continuing to take picture after picture, zooming in and out to get better angles and shots.
Grissom raised an eye brow at that response.
"Oh?"
"Yeah." She stopped and held the camera against her chest. "He was crying and screaming about a demon and someone named Kuwabara."
She turned her head, Grissom following her look.
Two men stood away from the scene, yet still within the yellow tape. One was a shaking handsome man. The other was an officer who was an inch taller than the shaking man. He was balding on the top of his head; the only hair left in the back and on the sides. He looked like a veteran and held a way about him that screamed 'Newark, NJ'. His blue eyes looked at the man and then at a small note book he wrote a few notes down in. He also wore a name badge that said Jim Brass; Homicide Detective/ Administrator of CSI.
The man Detective Brass was talking to was shaking a bit and looked like he had dry tear marks on his cheeks. His attitude was calm and seemed to give off an eerie like calm, making Sarah shiver unintentionally.
"Well…" Grissom said, making Sarah turn away from the man towards her boss. "It seems we have a demon lose in Sin City."
Ok guys, I really hope you liked the prologue! If any of you have ever watched CSI, you will notice that I tried to make the prologue have the same feel as the first 5 minutes or so of the show before going into the theme song. . So use your imagination and sing the them song hahaha!
I hope you guys enjoyed it and please review and tell me if I should continue, if the style is ok. I accept constructive criticism and if you flame me I will most likely first cry and then will shrug my shoulders and toss them to the side….that rhymed ; ok no more staying up all night writing for me ; hahaha. Please read and review! Later!!
Chapter Two: