Hay peeps! This is my third fan fic and I hope you'll enjoy it. This is
about a girl that thought she was normal...or was more wishing she felt that
way. She is a punk that is an experienced thief and assassin. Her skills
have been honed by years of hardship, but she still is a student at
school...though she doesn't do that great in it. Even so there is no one to
scold her for doing so.
She's always been alone. Always an orphan and some people on the street stray away from her muttering about ink blood. It had never troubled her to be solitary. It had never bothered her to be alone in the world except of those strange moments. Moments when she yearned to have a friend, but it never lasted long. She would just put on some rock music and smash everything in her new room. That was when most of her fustier parents got red of her. Really she didn't give a shit about it either. Moving around was fine with her. It just put more lute and jobs at her fingertips.
That very thing happened that cold autumn night. She had had one of those friendship moments and had gone into a fit of furry. Her face was stricken with anger. She had blasted the radio so loud the windowpanes in her room had burst out and onto the sidewalk below. She was sure one had hit a guy, but in all her rage she didn't care! She didn't care about anyone, but her music, money, and self! She head banged and threw an expensive music box across the room. It cracked and shattered violently against the wall. The song went on.
"I don't give a shit what you say!
I don't want to play!
I want to rip and stray!"
The guitars boomed and strung themselves high and aggressive. Her new parents were pounding on the door with all their might, but she had it blockaded with chairs. She took lamps and other things and smashed them against others. They all cracked under her hands. Everything was a disaster by the end of the song. Finally just for the heck of it she threw black paint all over the room. She then threw art and craft feathers on it. It was a black waist land. One she reveled in. She looked around and smirked. It was great! She would be out of here in hours.
Quickly she unlocked and unblocked the door. She opened it to see the man and woman's worried faces. "Can I do something for you?" she asked sweetly. She pushed open the door, and they gasped.
"What have you done?!!" the woman shrieked.
"I just had some artsy fun!" she said innocently.
The man was boiling with rage. She could see the blood flushing his face red. "Go down stairs! Don't touch anything! You're going back!"
She walked down the polished wooden stairs. A shiny silver necklace with rubies caught her eyes as she reached the bottom. She smirked as she slipped it into her pocket. "There's 500 dollars in the under belly of the city," she whispered.
"You're a very naughty girl," came a voice from behind her.
It was a man with blond hair, and two bangs with red tips. He was dressed in old Japanese fighting clothes, and there was a parrot on his shoulder. His voice was slick and smooth, almost musical. (If you haven't guessed it's Suzaku. You know the leader of the Saint beasts? ^_^)
"Who are you?" she asked softly.
"I'm Suzaku. (Am I spelling that right?) I've come to hire you for your talents in breaking and entering, and killing. I have a tough job for you," he explained.
She nodded. "What's the job, and how much does it pay?" she asked.
He smiled. "I like the way you think. It is to kill the leader of the spirit world. I will pay you with 200,000 dollars to kill him."
She whistled. "That's a lot! What's the catch?"
"He has body guards and lives in a guarded palace. I can't get in there, but I'm certain you can. I'll pay you half now, if you like?"
She smiled. "Fine. I want half now. I'll get the other half when I come back. You better be here!" He handed her the Japanese currency. (A.N/ Hay I don't know what the Japanese money is called!). She turned to go out the door. "Oh, and sense you're a Yokai could you take care of these ningens?"
"You are one of a kind. Yes. I'll kill them for you," he said, and she could see his fangs barred in excitement. He started up the stairs as she walked out the door.
"Hmm...Leader of the spirit world huh? Better make a portal," she told herself. She dealt with all kinds. Demon, gods, angles too. Anything for the money. She walked into an ally and opened a portal with some well- chosen chants. Inside she stepped and saw the spirit palace. It was big, but nothing she couldn't handle. She unsheathed her katana and made her way through the halls. Blood stained the walls as she killed any whom got in her way. She stopped at a huge door and listened to the conversation going on.
"I have another case for you Yuseke. It's about a girl that's been working as a thief and assassin. She's good and we need her."
She rolled her eyes and slipped into the room unnoticed. 'So they're after me?' she thought. On a huge screen there was a picture of her. She was looking over her shoulder at the camera. Her ruby eyes hiding a nasty excitement. She remembered that moment well. The day was when she had been on a job for a man who wanted a certain item. She had the item in her hand when suddenly she had smelt an ogre behind her. It had been purple with blond hair. Immediately she had disposed of the pest, but not before he had blinded her with some kind of camera. She now knew why he had been there.
They were spying on her! She would make sure that didn't happen again. Slowly with out a sound she crept behind the toddler. She eyed her victim before raising the blade of the katana into the air.
Suddenly the door burst open and a blue ogre ran in. They starred at each other. Mentally she was willing him to be still, but he obviously didn't get the message. "Konema! Look out!" he yelled.
The toddler turned around, and screamed. She glared, and brought down her katana. It sliced through his hat. He rolled onto the floor and crawled up onto all four.
"Get her!" he yelled in a quivering voice.
A boy with slicked back hair ran at her. His finger and hand outstretched. "Spirit run!" he yelled. A burst of spirit energy blew from his finger.
Quickly she deflected the shot with her blade, and looked at the others. They were watching her movements, but she really hadn't moved. "Just let me kill him. He's not worth loosing 100,000 dollars over, and your lives for that matter. Just walk away," she warned darkly.
Only the carrot top quivered. "Yeah-Yeah right!" he said.
"Be quiet, Baka! If you refuse to leave I will kill you first!" she said and disappeared from his view. Though two special demons could see her fast moves. She jumped behind Kuwabara and would have sliced clear through him if a swarm of vines had not attacked her. They swarmed around her and ran along her body. Running their long tentacles down her small form.
She screamed in rage and sliced through them. "Get off me you wretched weeds!" she yelled kicking them off her shoes. She looked at the red headed kitsune. "Keep you plants off me, Kitsune!" she screamed at him.
The man with black clothes attacked her with his own katana. She blocked and stabbed. Slice block. Block, block, slice. They canceled each other's attacks, but his speed was running her down. She had no idea the little toddler had this kind of protection! She finally made a mistake and tripped on the ruler's pacifier lying on the floor. She stumbled forward, and fell. A bed of vines was waiting for her. As she landed on them they wrapped around her. "Uh! Let me go! I want that money you bakas!" she screamed.
The kitsune's magic raised her from the ground. "Who put you up to this?" he asked in a musical voice. For a moment she just looked at him savoring his lovely voice. It made her warm and light.
"Or do I have to whoop you?" said the ugly carrot top. (A.N./ Sorry Kuwa fans, but I don't like him! He's so not kawaii!)
She laughed at his ignorance. "You can't whoop me even if I am restrained. Even so...I will tell you because I don't care for the guy. Except for that little favor he did me..."
"What favor?" the spirit gun guy asked walking closer to her.
"I asked him to take care of my faultier parents for me. I had just trashed my room in the most extreme meaning of the term and they were going to send me back...I had actually wanted that, but I had already gotten all I could from them. They were more than 20,000 dollars in the black market. Nice people, but just too much time on their hands," she explained coldly. (A.N./ I am not in any way suggesting killing your parents! It could be very bad. Hehehe...)
"Why would you do that?" the kitsune asked.
Again she savored his voice before answering. "Really it was just because I could. I like control! It gives you an edge," she said with a twisted smirk.
Suddenly the carrot top produced an orange sword and put it up to her throat. "You monster!" he yelled.
She pulled back and tried not to barf from his breath, but yesterday's dinner was crawling up her throat. "Uh!" she cried. She had to do something. Slowly she began to go limb in the vines until she stopped breathing.
It was silent for a moment and then the kitsune's voice rang clear. "Get out of her face, Kuwabara! She's suffocating!" he said in an ever-calm voice.
She felt the sword being pulled back, and she opened her eyes. Kuwabara as they had called him was on the floor on his but. It looked as if the short man clad in black had pulled him away. Actually she couldn't say he was short because he was about an inch taller than she was. She flipped her head so that the hair that came loose in the fight fell behind her shoulders. She decided to go straight to business. Chex (A.N./ that's her name.) looked at the toddler sobbing over his hat that was now only half a hat. She sneered. Why did he where such a big hat any way? It looked gay! (A.N./ I'm sorry for all you Koenma fans.) She snorted. "Why did you need me anyway Pacifier Breath?" she said harshly.
He looked up and frowned. "I was going to give you a part time job as a spirit detective, but not now!" he yelled in his annoying voice.
"Oh, is that because I tried to kill you?!" she said rolling her eyes.
"No! You chopped my hat in half you big Meany!"
If there hadn't been vines holding her up she would have done an anime fall, but instead she just did a sweat drop. "Oh, I'll send flowers!" she said angrily. "Oh, just so you know I would have taken that job! Do you think I like stealing for money?" she asked.
He looked up at her. "You would still take the job?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes. "No! I only told you that to make conversation!" she said sarcastically.
"Great you're hired!" he said hugging his hat. "I'm so sorry Hatty! I'll avenge you! I promise!"
She rolled her eyes. 'I just took a job from a complete Baka!'
(A.N./ Okay. It was sort, but I didn't have a lot of time. I hope you enjoyed it. Please tell me who you want her to be with.
Kurama/Yoko:
Heie:
Yusuke:
Any will do. Bye! R&R Please!!
She's always been alone. Always an orphan and some people on the street stray away from her muttering about ink blood. It had never troubled her to be solitary. It had never bothered her to be alone in the world except of those strange moments. Moments when she yearned to have a friend, but it never lasted long. She would just put on some rock music and smash everything in her new room. That was when most of her fustier parents got red of her. Really she didn't give a shit about it either. Moving around was fine with her. It just put more lute and jobs at her fingertips.
That very thing happened that cold autumn night. She had had one of those friendship moments and had gone into a fit of furry. Her face was stricken with anger. She had blasted the radio so loud the windowpanes in her room had burst out and onto the sidewalk below. She was sure one had hit a guy, but in all her rage she didn't care! She didn't care about anyone, but her music, money, and self! She head banged and threw an expensive music box across the room. It cracked and shattered violently against the wall. The song went on.
"I don't give a shit what you say!
I don't want to play!
I want to rip and stray!"
The guitars boomed and strung themselves high and aggressive. Her new parents were pounding on the door with all their might, but she had it blockaded with chairs. She took lamps and other things and smashed them against others. They all cracked under her hands. Everything was a disaster by the end of the song. Finally just for the heck of it she threw black paint all over the room. She then threw art and craft feathers on it. It was a black waist land. One she reveled in. She looked around and smirked. It was great! She would be out of here in hours.
Quickly she unlocked and unblocked the door. She opened it to see the man and woman's worried faces. "Can I do something for you?" she asked sweetly. She pushed open the door, and they gasped.
"What have you done?!!" the woman shrieked.
"I just had some artsy fun!" she said innocently.
The man was boiling with rage. She could see the blood flushing his face red. "Go down stairs! Don't touch anything! You're going back!"
She walked down the polished wooden stairs. A shiny silver necklace with rubies caught her eyes as she reached the bottom. She smirked as she slipped it into her pocket. "There's 500 dollars in the under belly of the city," she whispered.
"You're a very naughty girl," came a voice from behind her.
It was a man with blond hair, and two bangs with red tips. He was dressed in old Japanese fighting clothes, and there was a parrot on his shoulder. His voice was slick and smooth, almost musical. (If you haven't guessed it's Suzaku. You know the leader of the Saint beasts? ^_^)
"Who are you?" she asked softly.
"I'm Suzaku. (Am I spelling that right?) I've come to hire you for your talents in breaking and entering, and killing. I have a tough job for you," he explained.
She nodded. "What's the job, and how much does it pay?" she asked.
He smiled. "I like the way you think. It is to kill the leader of the spirit world. I will pay you with 200,000 dollars to kill him."
She whistled. "That's a lot! What's the catch?"
"He has body guards and lives in a guarded palace. I can't get in there, but I'm certain you can. I'll pay you half now, if you like?"
She smiled. "Fine. I want half now. I'll get the other half when I come back. You better be here!" He handed her the Japanese currency. (A.N/ Hay I don't know what the Japanese money is called!). She turned to go out the door. "Oh, and sense you're a Yokai could you take care of these ningens?"
"You are one of a kind. Yes. I'll kill them for you," he said, and she could see his fangs barred in excitement. He started up the stairs as she walked out the door.
"Hmm...Leader of the spirit world huh? Better make a portal," she told herself. She dealt with all kinds. Demon, gods, angles too. Anything for the money. She walked into an ally and opened a portal with some well- chosen chants. Inside she stepped and saw the spirit palace. It was big, but nothing she couldn't handle. She unsheathed her katana and made her way through the halls. Blood stained the walls as she killed any whom got in her way. She stopped at a huge door and listened to the conversation going on.
"I have another case for you Yuseke. It's about a girl that's been working as a thief and assassin. She's good and we need her."
She rolled her eyes and slipped into the room unnoticed. 'So they're after me?' she thought. On a huge screen there was a picture of her. She was looking over her shoulder at the camera. Her ruby eyes hiding a nasty excitement. She remembered that moment well. The day was when she had been on a job for a man who wanted a certain item. She had the item in her hand when suddenly she had smelt an ogre behind her. It had been purple with blond hair. Immediately she had disposed of the pest, but not before he had blinded her with some kind of camera. She now knew why he had been there.
They were spying on her! She would make sure that didn't happen again. Slowly with out a sound she crept behind the toddler. She eyed her victim before raising the blade of the katana into the air.
Suddenly the door burst open and a blue ogre ran in. They starred at each other. Mentally she was willing him to be still, but he obviously didn't get the message. "Konema! Look out!" he yelled.
The toddler turned around, and screamed. She glared, and brought down her katana. It sliced through his hat. He rolled onto the floor and crawled up onto all four.
"Get her!" he yelled in a quivering voice.
A boy with slicked back hair ran at her. His finger and hand outstretched. "Spirit run!" he yelled. A burst of spirit energy blew from his finger.
Quickly she deflected the shot with her blade, and looked at the others. They were watching her movements, but she really hadn't moved. "Just let me kill him. He's not worth loosing 100,000 dollars over, and your lives for that matter. Just walk away," she warned darkly.
Only the carrot top quivered. "Yeah-Yeah right!" he said.
"Be quiet, Baka! If you refuse to leave I will kill you first!" she said and disappeared from his view. Though two special demons could see her fast moves. She jumped behind Kuwabara and would have sliced clear through him if a swarm of vines had not attacked her. They swarmed around her and ran along her body. Running their long tentacles down her small form.
She screamed in rage and sliced through them. "Get off me you wretched weeds!" she yelled kicking them off her shoes. She looked at the red headed kitsune. "Keep you plants off me, Kitsune!" she screamed at him.
The man with black clothes attacked her with his own katana. She blocked and stabbed. Slice block. Block, block, slice. They canceled each other's attacks, but his speed was running her down. She had no idea the little toddler had this kind of protection! She finally made a mistake and tripped on the ruler's pacifier lying on the floor. She stumbled forward, and fell. A bed of vines was waiting for her. As she landed on them they wrapped around her. "Uh! Let me go! I want that money you bakas!" she screamed.
The kitsune's magic raised her from the ground. "Who put you up to this?" he asked in a musical voice. For a moment she just looked at him savoring his lovely voice. It made her warm and light.
"Or do I have to whoop you?" said the ugly carrot top. (A.N./ Sorry Kuwa fans, but I don't like him! He's so not kawaii!)
She laughed at his ignorance. "You can't whoop me even if I am restrained. Even so...I will tell you because I don't care for the guy. Except for that little favor he did me..."
"What favor?" the spirit gun guy asked walking closer to her.
"I asked him to take care of my faultier parents for me. I had just trashed my room in the most extreme meaning of the term and they were going to send me back...I had actually wanted that, but I had already gotten all I could from them. They were more than 20,000 dollars in the black market. Nice people, but just too much time on their hands," she explained coldly. (A.N./ I am not in any way suggesting killing your parents! It could be very bad. Hehehe...)
"Why would you do that?" the kitsune asked.
Again she savored his voice before answering. "Really it was just because I could. I like control! It gives you an edge," she said with a twisted smirk.
Suddenly the carrot top produced an orange sword and put it up to her throat. "You monster!" he yelled.
She pulled back and tried not to barf from his breath, but yesterday's dinner was crawling up her throat. "Uh!" she cried. She had to do something. Slowly she began to go limb in the vines until she stopped breathing.
It was silent for a moment and then the kitsune's voice rang clear. "Get out of her face, Kuwabara! She's suffocating!" he said in an ever-calm voice.
She felt the sword being pulled back, and she opened her eyes. Kuwabara as they had called him was on the floor on his but. It looked as if the short man clad in black had pulled him away. Actually she couldn't say he was short because he was about an inch taller than she was. She flipped her head so that the hair that came loose in the fight fell behind her shoulders. She decided to go straight to business. Chex (A.N./ that's her name.) looked at the toddler sobbing over his hat that was now only half a hat. She sneered. Why did he where such a big hat any way? It looked gay! (A.N./ I'm sorry for all you Koenma fans.) She snorted. "Why did you need me anyway Pacifier Breath?" she said harshly.
He looked up and frowned. "I was going to give you a part time job as a spirit detective, but not now!" he yelled in his annoying voice.
"Oh, is that because I tried to kill you?!" she said rolling her eyes.
"No! You chopped my hat in half you big Meany!"
If there hadn't been vines holding her up she would have done an anime fall, but instead she just did a sweat drop. "Oh, I'll send flowers!" she said angrily. "Oh, just so you know I would have taken that job! Do you think I like stealing for money?" she asked.
He looked up at her. "You would still take the job?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes. "No! I only told you that to make conversation!" she said sarcastically.
"Great you're hired!" he said hugging his hat. "I'm so sorry Hatty! I'll avenge you! I promise!"
She rolled her eyes. 'I just took a job from a complete Baka!'
(A.N./ Okay. It was sort, but I didn't have a lot of time. I hope you enjoyed it. Please tell me who you want her to be with.
Kurama/Yoko:
Heie:
Yusuke:
Any will do. Bye! R&R Please!!