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Chapter 1: Visiting Dreams/Lucky Number 6

Kurama could not sleep. He tossed and he turned countless times in his bed. It had been an exhausting day, he had no idea why the blissful slumber was eluding him. He decided to go get a drink from the kitchen.

*Beep beep beep*

He opened the microwave and took out his now warm mug of tea. Sipping tentatively, he relaxed, and closed his eyes. This was a trick he did sometimes. By closing his eyes, and clearing his mind, his other senses, like hearing, smell, and detecting spirit energy, would broaden.

He heard the trees rustling in a slight breeze outside, crickets chirping, an owl hooting out his ghostly song. For no particular reason, Kurama turned his attention to the owl, trying to visualize what it was doing. It was strange how, if you listened hard enough, you could almost feel it. He felt the owl. Its great eyes were scanning all around, searching for the night's meal, no doubt. He felt the great bird tense up. It had seen something. It spread its awesome wings and took off, silent yet powerful. Kurama felt like he was soaring with the bird. It was exhilarating. He felt the excitement building up, yet constrained by a wise patience that can only have been inherited from generations of hunting. His heart jumped. The owl had made a strike. It would feed well tonight.

Kurama opened his eyes, returning to the world around him, and sighed. No one in this world would ever take the time to listen to things such as that. Nature was a beautiful and wonderful thing. After finishing his tea, he felt a little more susceptible to the grasping arms of the night. They seemed to guide him back up the stairs, and to his soft, warm bed. He was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Outside his window, the owl landed. It was full for the night. It turned its eyes towards the sleeping boy, and hooed mournfully.

Kurama opened his eyes. He wasn't sure why he woke up again, especially after being so sleepy.

"Ah, I must be in a dream" he thought to himself.

He had always been a lucid dreamer. He figured he should go along with the dream, so he swung his feet out of bed, and headed towards his bedroom door. He grasped the doorknob, but no sooner than that the doorknob simply melted away, turning to sand. He wasn't surprised though, he knew anything could happen in a dream really.

He decided to go out of the window. It seemed to be stuck, tonight, however. He gripped the bottom of the sill, and forced upward mightily. The window squeaked and squawked a little, but it opened, and abruptly turned to sand also. Outside the window stood a palm tree. He had seen them only in pictures in this world, but they reminded him of trees like the ones back in his world, except, if you weren't careful, they might try to eat you.

He climbed out of the window and started walking. He heard seagulls and the unmistakable sounds of the ocean nearby. He was in what was almost a forest of palms. He headed towards the sound of the gulls, and the smell of the ocean. When he got there he noticed he was not alone.

A boy sat on some rocks nearby. Kurama approached him. He was tall, his hair maybe a little shorter than Kurama's, and kind of sandy blonde. The boy looked up. He had sharp eyes. The irises were blue on the outside but green on the inside.

"Hello, I don't usually have visitors in my dreams. What is your name?"

Kurama started slightly. Was he not in his own dream? Had he unconsciously travelled to this boy's mind? He replied, "My name is Shuchi Minamino. I'm terribly sorry if I am intruding."

"Oh, no, it's fine, it's nice to have visitors. My name is Kyle by the way, Kyle Greene."

"It is nice to meet you, Kyle. Once again I am sorry to have intruded. I think I will take my leave now, I need to assure that I am rested for tomorrow.'

"Okay, that's fine" the boy smiled. "Maybe I'll see you again some night."

"Maybe" Kurama replied, and turned to walk back to where his room used to be. It was all intact again, and he went through his window, and lay back down in his bed, and finished his night peacefully.

The school bell rang harshly. Yusuke Urameshi started in surprise. Surprisingly enough, he had been asleep. Students around him packed up their various belongings, ready to return home for another night. He ran his hand through his dark hair and yawned. He stretched, and walked out into the hall.

"HEY, URAMESHI, WAIT UP!" A grating, throaty yell came from behind him. Coming up behind him, in a light blue school uniform, and a fiery Duck's Ass that would make even the King step back and say "Whoa", was Kazuma Kuwabara.

"Man Urameshi, I'm so glad it's the weekend. What do you wanna do, huh? Oh yeah and where's Keiko?"

"Oh, hey Kuwabara. She went to study with some friends."

They walked out of the school and down the street.

"Actually, I have to see toddler-face about something. You should come along. But hey, don't look now; I think someone is following us. I had a feeling I was being watched today. Follow me down here."

They turned down an alley. A shadow fell over them and a voice sounded.

"Stop right there, Yusuke Urameshi."

The boys turned around. A middle-aged man stood in the entrance to the alley, blocking the way out. Well, at least he appeared to be a middle-aged man. Kuwabara, with his high reiki awareness, saw right through the disguise.

It was a demon. Two small horns sprouted from its head, two red eyes stared crazily at them. The demon had a small bloodstain on its mouth.

"Careful Urameshi" Kuwabara cautioned, "I think whatever that is ate that guy and is wearing his body like a suit." He called out, "What do you want, freak? I think you took a wrong turn or somethin'!"

"Hehehe, why so hostile? I simply, have a message for you gentlemen..." the demon snickered…and attacked!

It rushed forward, faster than normal eyes could follow. Yusuke was anything but normal, however. He leaped towards the attacker, holding his arm out. The demon's triumphant smile met Yusuke's outstretched arm in a classic clothesline, flooring the creature and leaving it gasping for breath. It stood and turned around, enraged.

WHAM

Kuwabara followed up with a massive haymaker, straight to the face. The demon flew backwards, crashing into the wall. Whatever fight it had in it to begin with was gone now. Yusuke crouched down and lifted the dazed monster by its hair.

"Alright asshole, tell us who sent you, and maybe we'll let you live!" he spat out.

"M-m,mercy-please!" it gasped. "I don't know who sent me, t-they paid me anonymously! I swear! Please let me live!"

Yusuke spat in disgust, and threw the demon back down.

"Alright Kuwabara, he's telling the truth. Let's get out of here." He turned back to the demon.

"Listen to me, if we even think you're trying to follow us, its game over pal." He made a gun with his hand, and mimed a shooting motion.

"Bang."

His footsteps echoed down the long hallway. He hated being in places like this, they always smelled horrible. Lowly demons were carrying supplies down the hall. They turned to see who else was there, and froze out of fear. They quickly looked for an alternate route to take. The master was known not to like being held up, and they weren't going to take any chances. He arrived at his destination: a set of red double-doors.

Screams, horrible screams, sounded off in the distance. He ignored them and walked in. A man was standing over a bed. The man's name was Shigure, a master demon surgeon. In the bed was a girl, unconscious. The paper over her bed said one word: "Roku". The surgeon turned around and bowed to the master. As he rose, the master saw a horrible gleaming pride in his eyes.

"I take it…this one was successful?"

"Yes, master, the procedure went flawlessly this time. The last five were, simply not the right type of human. I do find it interesting that this female was our best choice, though. I had always assumed it would be some burly human male that would be most receptive." Shigure stated pensively

"Hmm, indeed. Now, explain to me once again exactly what this girl, Roku, can do now?"

Shigure excitedly enlightened the master, "The pinnacle of all my works has been implanted in her. She is now essentially a reiki reservoir, able to absorb and collect spirit energy. It's so beautifully simple! Plus, while she has been under the spell, we have been reaching her mind psychically, and almost "programming" her how to fight and user her spirit energy. She'll be the perfect weapon."

The master grinned. It was a very frightening sight. She would be perfect for his plan. First, she could tie up some loose ends he had lying around, but then, she could go after her target: those four horribly inconvenient boys. She would be unstoppable.

Shigure continued, "Why don't you come with me, master, she will be awake soon. It won't be a nice sight. As successful as the operation was, she will still be in a tremendous amount of pain. We shall watch remotely as she begins her first test."

The master nodded, and they walked out, leaving the sleeping girl.

OH GOD IT HURTS

The first thoughts the girl had upon awakening were not pleasant. The haze and fog that clouded her mind were dashed away by the wind that was the immense pain she felt. She sat up and screamed. Her entire body was on fire, fire that coursed around like water, flowing endlessly from one side of her body to the other. The fire was trying to tear her apart, trying to escape. She screamed even louder and began to claw at herself, ripping her sheets, tearing her skin, bringing blood out.

OH GOD OH GOD IT HURTS SO BAD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP PLEASE PLEASE

She was screaming her thoughts aloud now, screaming and crying. The pain would not go away. In her agony, she rolled out of the bed onto the floor. The tile of the floor was cold. It brought her back to her senses a little. She had to expel that raging fire in her body or it would tear her apart. She managed to stand, thought the efforts were excruciating. She found that if she focused on the raging force in her body, it seemed to respond. She focused will all the might she had remaining, and slowly but surely, the horrible pain subsided, the force stopped flowing so freely. Crying out of sweet relief now, she channeled it around her body experimentally, then made the force go into her hands. Holding her hands up, she forced with everything she could muster. Nothing happened for a second, but then, the energy seemed to explode out of her. All she saw was an overwhelming green light erupt from her body.

An assistant opened the door, trying to figure out where all the screaming was coming from. The last thing he saw was a wave of energy coming for him.

"What is all this rack-AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHH-"

The wave subsided. Nothing remained of the assistant. The walls were burned and smoking, and the door had simply been blown off its hinges.

The girl slumped back on the bed and collapsed out of exhaustion.

The master was impressed. And that didn't happen often.

"My, my, Shigure, that was simply amazing. A beautiful wave of pure spirit energy, and so much of it! Now she can simply go absorb every bit of it that she lost?"

Shigure looked extremely smug and satisfied.

"Yes, master, plus she will regenerate some of her own. There is simply no limit to what she can do. This is the peak of my achievements. Once this technique is perfected, we can turn out more and more of these, augmented, creations. Roku is the first of many."

And, as the master said, she was simply, unstoppable.