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Accidental Criminal

I panted heavily as my feet pounded on the wet soil that had seen two days of scattered showers. My heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears and I wondered if the whole forest could hear it. The cuts that jagged branches carved on my skin were healed within seconds as I pushed past trees and bushes. My life was minutes from being taken away by the person who was supposed to protect me. All because I made the biggest mistake in Ningenkai history: I hurt Yusuke and I didn't mean to.

"Get back here!"

Even though my legs were on the verge of collapsing, I somehow ran faster after I heard his voice. The promise of death was at the tip of his tongue (or rather his index finger) and I prayed to whatever deity that pitied me would just hurry up and save me.

"Can't we just talk this out?!" I yelled over my shoulder and then I blanched when I saw the angry look on his face. A simple apology wasn't going to fix this.

"We'll talk once you're six feet under!" He barked and punched a tree out of his way. I squealed loudly and sprinted at full speed. I didn't want to die. Not like this. I obviously couldn't out run him, so I had to somehow slow him down.

"Duh, Etsuko, you got the genes of an earth demon." I scoffed and knocked my forehead twice. I skidded to a stop and turned around. I hoped my face didn't betray how scared I was.

"Oh great, you're gonna fight me now?" Yusuke grinned and cracked his knuckles as he slowed to a stop.

"I'm really sorry!" I shut my eyes and slammed my hands against the ground. I heard him yell in surprise and cracked an eye open to see that my plan had worked.

"Put me down!" Yusuke struggled against his earth prison. His hands and feet were completely bounded by rock, but I knew it wouldn't hold for long.

"I'm so, so sorry." I apologized again and bowed profusely before I escaped. I could hear his continuous cursing and the fact that he called me a coward but I didn't let that bother me. I was going to live to see another day and I needed to see Koenma before things got worse. Last thing I needed was Yusuke telling Reikai that a rogue, half-demon tried to kill him during one of his missions. I did not want to die as the villain of my own story.

"Hey you!" I called out to the green demon who had far too many horns on its head for me to count. I was high on a branch above the ground as I kept my hand in a finger gun position. In his claws were the remains of a human male and I guessed that he was probably a wealthy businessman who tried to buy the demon's loyalty. He didn't seem to have succeeded.

"Oh look, a half breed." It snarled in disgust and threw the human head to the side.

"Spirit G—"

"Oh, it's you again." Yusuke had suddenly appeared between me and the demon, right in the middle of my attack. I paled considerably when I realized he didn't notice my presence. Since I was still new in terms of spirit energy, it was obvious that my gun wasn't going to be stopped once I began to fire.

"I suggest you move, boy." The demon smirked as Yusuke stared at him in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

I wanted to yell 'watch out' but the words were stuck in my throat as the large blast barreled into his back. I covered my eyes when I saw his body fly forward and hit a tree past the demon. I thankfully didn't hurt him enough, which was both disappointing and a relief. It seemed my Spirit Gun still was not top notch.

"Thanks for the save." The demon waved at her and promptly disappeared.

"What gives?!" Yusuke pushed himself off the tree and spat out a mouthful of bark. "The son of a bitch has a partner?" He turned around and looked up. I peeked between my fingers and saw the flash of anger that brightened his eyes.

"W-Wait a minute!" I cried out and shook my head. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. My fate was sealed.

That was when I realized I had accidentally made it to the top of Yusuke's hit list. He apparently didn't have one until I showed up. I repeatedly smacked my cheeks, and knocked on my forehead as I ran back into the city. Stupid stupid stupid. I shortened my life expectancy in a matter of minutes because I honestly believed I had the skills to become the next Spirit Detective. I should have talked to Koenma first instead of running around town like some vigilante in hopes of him noticing me. I clearly didn't think things through until it all went down hill and everything was on fire.

"You messed up big time." I murmured to myself as I dodged humans and demons in disguise in the busy streets of Tokyo. I hoped Yusuke lost my trail and gave up. Maybe he'll forget I even existed by tomorrow morning. Wouldn't that be nice? I briefly apologized to a redhead I bumped into before turning the corner. My head ached as I tried to think of some sort of easy fix it plan that would promise Yusuke not wanting my head on a silver platter.

When I arrived at my doorstep, I didn't come up with a single solution. I groaned loudly and rested my head against the wooden door. Getting into Reikai without the help of a reaper or any other inhabitant was next to impossible. The best way to get to Koenma was to ask Yusuke to bring me to him. That was definitely not going to happen. I shakily take out my key and open the door into my empty apartment.

"I'm home." I grimaced as I took off my shoes and shut the door behind me. It was an odd habit of mine. Some days I'd think that someone would say something back. It had been this way for years. I shrugged off my jacket and collapsed onto my couch. Bad luck seemed to be genetic in my family.

When I was fifteen, King Enma discovered my mother was in Ningenkai without permission and she was imprisoned instead of being shipped off to Makai. It was apparently 'forbidden' to have an offspring with a human because the outcome wasn't usually desirable (but I didn't come out ugly and hungry for human flesh so I didn't know what his problem was). Even though King Enma was long gone, my mother still had not been let out and I'm not entirely sure if Koenma was going to. My poor, human dad grew ill right after she was taken to prison and by the time I was seventeen, I arranged his funeral. The doctor told me it was heartbreak that killed him, I said it was rotten luck. I sighed and buried my face into one of the cushions. It was dumb of me to think that I could be a Spirit Detective. When my mother told me stories of Sanada Kuroko, I was hooked. And when I heard about Yusuke and his achievements after the Makai Tournament, I became confident. He was a half demon just like me and it meant I had a chance.

But that chance was stomped on and thrown out of a window the second I pissed Yusuke off. Goodbye dream job, hello fugitive status. Maybe I was going to join my mother in her prison cell. That would probably be the worst reunion in history.

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