Awakening of the Youko
Preface
I opened my eyes. I seemed to be in some bedroom, somewhere.
"Yo." Yusuke looked down from a chair near the bed.
"Huh? What? Is he awake?" Kuwabara panicked. I started to prop myself up on the bed.
"Don't get up, fool." Hiei.
"What happened?" I asked, struggling to remember.
"Some kind of sleeping gas as far as we can tell. Pretty strong stuff. Even we were knocked out and I don't know how far away we were. You got a big dose of it." I closed my eyes as it all came flooding back to me. I sighed.
"No, don't . . ."
"I'm alright. Look, I'm fine. It's just fatigue. Not a scratch, see? That coward barely put up a fight before he ran off. See? I'm fine."
"Hey." A change of clothes and a meal later, I met Yusuke outside on the balcony of his flat. My thick red hair blew in the breeze.
"Hey. You alright?" he asked casually.
"As good as I could be, I guess," I replied, leaning on the rail.
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" I sighed.
"It's difficult to explain." He continued to look at me intently. I took a deep breath. "I think . . . It's happening again . . . I think I'm turning back into a youko."