Hello! and welcome to part 2 of Kurama and San. I call this one The Key, and it follows what happened after the final battle with Hiroki. Who's to say for sure what will happen, hell, I don't even know how I'm going to bring it together.
so without much further ado, here we go!
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Part 2
What's in a name? The ridiculous question could be asked by many, but never fully answered to what it's worth. How was she supposed to know anyway? "A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet". That's what they say right? But what did it matter? She was just a simple student in school, wishing that life would start to make sense. But it never would. She had an interesting perspective, oh yes. Well, to her it wasn't very interesting, but to everyone else it was. She was funny, sure. She thought she was the funniest person she'd ever met. No joke. Rants in the brain, that's all that ever happened in a world where life was dull and repetitive. The random bad thing happening, making up for it with a good thing. The world just focused on money, but she didn't care for the thing.
She lit a smoke as she got in her car and prepared to drive away from school. She was done with it, and looking forward to a vacation, even if it was just a weekend. Turning up the music till she could no longer hear the rev of her engine, she put it into first gear and took off. She took the back roads, knowing that the cops wouldn't bother with her. Driving was the only thing she really enjoyed anymore. She hated the city, hated school, and hated people. They were an infection, and she wished that they weren't around. Or at least were capable of intelligent conversation. Why was everyone in this world so stupid? Sure, she had friends, but only a few. That didn't include her roommate.
Her life wasn't exactly all that easy. Her parents smoked crack and drank all the time, resulting in her. They were never really together, he used to beat her mom while she was still in the womb. Dumb bastard. But she didn't remember anything, she was only little. You don't miss what you never had. Her mother wasn't really there for her either. No, she was raised by her grandparents, aunt and uncle. Grew up with three cousins, all boys. But they couldn't really teach her anything. Her mother was young, it wasn't exactly her fault. So she learned everything on her own. She didn't think her life turned out too badly. She had a place to live, with nice things, her own car, food in the fridge, clothes on her back. Life was good. That didn't stop it from being boring, however. There seemed to be nothing that stimulated her interests.
She arrived at her apartment that she shared with a friend she has known for ten years. She knew before she moved in that it would be hard to live with this friend. She was, after all, very well off. Perfect family, paid for all expenses for not just her, but two other children. Lucky bitch. But she was still a good person. Didn't quite understand the hardships of life, but that was to expected. Oh, her boyfriend lived there too. He had some understanding, but he was still a selfish and stingy jerk. At least the women cleaned, she was sure she would go nuts with the place dirty all the time. But it wasn't on her mind. No one was home, the truck wasn't in the parking lot. She knew that the boyfriend wasn't at work today, so she walked up to her room and closed the door behind her. Mick Jagger, her cat, mewed, coming out from under the bed. She smiled, petting her cat and then sitting down in her computer chair. She opened the lid of her laptop and proceeded to finish up her essay. Had to be done before midnight. Stupid essays.
She sighed. It all seemed so trivial at this time. Why bother? She was probably going to fail anyway. Going to class just bothered her, unless it was interesting. Most of her classes were boring. She had no choice though. She didn't even want to study for this topic, but how else was she going to escape that hellhole? She couldn't do it on her own, she needed help. But she didn't have any idea what she wanted to be when she grew up. She picked something that sounded interesting, but turned out to be a lot of work and very boring. Either way, she would put up with it for the year, and then hopefully figure something out. There had to be something for a girl like her. She sighed again. It was going to be a long night...
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She wakes up with the sun in her eyes. Damn. How she wished that she had blinds. Every morning it was the same, and yet she didn't bother to do something about it. What was the point? It would be annoying to pull them up when she was awake. Besides, just a half hour and the sun would disappear. All of her school work was done, she had nothing to do today. She rolled over at hearing her bedroom door open. It was her roommate, coming in for a smoke. She was used to this, as there was no smoking in the house. She agreed that it was a good idea, lighting one up herself.
"Morning," he greeted politely. Yes, he was always polite.
"What's up," she replied, keeping the blankets over her. He was aware that she slept naked, so he always made sure he looked away when she moved. She respected that. They didn't speak though. She had nothing to say. She just grabbed her laptop, and checked her e-mails. Social life only existed on the internet now. She hated that. Face to face interactions becoming extinct, people only had balls behind a screen. What kind of world was that? Joe left her room after his smoke, but she continued to stay on her computer. She turned on the television, looking for something to watch. She would just end up sleeping again anyway, it was too early. Joe was only up because of work, she because of the sun. It's too early for anyone to be awake. They all probably went out and got drunk the night before. It WAS a friday night, so she could only expect as much.
She put on a movie to listen to, while she opened up her school e-mail. Crap. There was a test coming up. At least it was online, so she'd be able to just have her notes beside her while she did it. Bonus. She closed her computer, setting it beside her where it resided. She closed her eyes, feeling tired again. Good, some more sleep would really be nice. She was NOT a morning person. She rolled onto her belly, stretching her legs out. She sighed contently, comfy finally with the sun away from her eyes.
So, you're here.
I'm where?
Here, the last place I'd ever think to look for you.
Okay?
What on Earth are you doing here?
Um, living? I don't know exactly what you mean.
But you shouldn't be here. You shouldn't even exist.
What are you talking about? Who are you?
You'd better hurry up and leave!
Leave where?
Come on now, I haven't got all day.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Oh dear, that just won't do. Try it again.
Huh?
They're coming quick, go now!
I don't understand.
Are you ready?
Ready for what?
Go now. I'll find her again.
Okay...
What the fuck kinda crack was she on? What a strange dream. It was the first dream she'd had in who knows how long, but it was strange. Although, her dreams had never made sense. She once had a dream where she was trying to read a book, and then when she opened it, the words popped out and embedded themselves in the side walk. Then, she went looking for more side walk to read. Yeah, it was pretty fucked up. Nevertheless, she pulled out her dream journal and jotted down the date and details.
Ever since she was young, she knew that her dreams had to have meant something. They always gave out a message, even if it wasn't for the immediate future. It was the only way she knew of to communicate with her subconscious. It was always warning her, or helping her find things. It was a trick she had learned from an old friend, one left back in her town of birth. She never wanted to go back there, but most of her family was there, so she didn't have much of a choice. Still, she would not forget the lessons she had learned in her life from there.
She looked at the time when she was finished. It was well into the afternoon. She decided to have another smoke before getting out of bed and finding something to eat. First she had to find clothes. Good thing she had a bathrobe. That would make it a nice day, not having to wear clothes. She hated clothes, but was too self conscious to be a nudist. Besides, she lived in a country where snow piled, and frost bite didn't sound too appealing to her. One day, she wouldn't have to worry about the snow ever again. Such a nice day that would be. Christmas in shorts, she could only imagine.
Excellent. Hot chicken sandwiches for lunch. Some cheese, cucumber, lettuce, mayo on a nice Italian homemade bun? Fuckin' right. She loved the way she made chicken. The spices were perfect, mixed in sandwich form. She could orgasm off this shit. She loved food. There was nothing better in life than food. Maybe sex, but it was hard to find a competent man when it came to sex. Definitely food. She took her sandwich to her room, not wanting to watch dumb girly shows on t.v. Hell, she didn't want to watch t.v at all. There were some new movies out, and she'd been waiting all week to watch them. She took a drink of her pop and settled down on a make shift back rest consisting of her blanket and two pillows. She put on the first movie, finishing up the last bite of her food. Oh yeah, this was life.
There were no such things as adventure, random acts of stylish violence, love at first sight, none of that. This was what normal life was like. Day to day time fillers, errands, and chores. How fucking boring. Oh well, things could be worse, she could be having a bad day. Joe briefly came into her room again to smoke. The cigarettes she didn't mind so much, it was the pot. Though, she preferred if he didn't go out to smoke it and get them busted, so she let it slide. She just wished the bastard would clean up after himself. After all, she was nice enough to let him use her room, why couldn't he show a little respect?
She lit another cigarette, enjoying her movie. She started to fantasize, after it was over. How cool would it be if a character like her was in it? She could write a whole new script, incorporating herself, or a character of her choosing. Make it more interesting. Yeah, one that could just fuck shit up if she wanted to, but held onto the sarcastic wit that was so dear to her. Where would the world be without sarcasm? How else would they function? Yeah, that sounded just lovely.
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"Lord Koenma sir, this message has just arrived for you," said Jorge, the head ogre of the Rekai. He was holding a piece of paper, standing beside the desk of his boss. It was a mess, paper stacks to the ceiling.
"What is it now? I'm very busy," replied Koenma.
"Uh, sir, this paperwork has been here for weeks."
"Don't you think I know that!"
"Well it's just too bad. King Enma said that this was the most important thing right now, and it could get you out of your paperwork."
"What? Give me that!" the young ruler grabbed the paper from the ogre's hands. The papers scattered all over the floor, making it easier to see Koenma in the first place. He took a few moments to read, his eyes widening with every word. Something strange was going on here. Jorge knew better than to question it, but stood by awaiting orders. After Koenma had read the whole message, he screamed a number of times before calming down. Jorge was very confused at this point. Koenma set the paper down on the desk neatly, "Jorge, bring me Yusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei," he ordered the ogre. He stood from his seat, on his way to see his father.
"But where are you going sir?"
"I have to confirm this with my father, but I have a feeling nothing will change."
"Is it bad enough to need the Raikai Tantei?"
"It's the most important thing in the whole universe."
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"You're sure?" Koenma asked his father. He couldn't believe this was happening. He thought that they had more time.
"Yes, my son. The time is here, and we must act before it is too late," replied King Enma.
"But she's still young. Her lifespan has a long way to go, and the heir is nowhere near ready to be produced."
"We have no choice. If we don't get her now, she'll be doomed along with the rest of the world."
"I understand, father. I'll get my team on it right away."
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alright, there it is. This is just the prologue, the whole idea is that she is just a normal girl living a normal life, thanks! :)
