BlackFoxGun reporting in for remodeled chapter #2.

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, but I do own this story, and the fact that Kurama is female. I own the motorcycle too. :)

Chapter 2

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Kurama was greeted warmly at the door by one of the management staff who said, "Boss said to treat you real good cuz you're the only good guy he's met in this city,...you are one of the good guys right?" the man asked hesitantly. "Sure, I guess you could say that." she replied, walking past him to her room upstairs. Once in her room she fell on the bed and immediately went to sleep.

She opened her eyes to see only pink, her least favorite color, all around her. Kurama stood on her four legs. What the hell! Why do I have four legs! And why am I a fox! Oh, this is a dream so there's nothing whatsoever to worry about... she saw that the pink was merely a large bed supposedly meant for her Huh? What kind of dream is this? She saw a door swing open and padded towards it. She peered into the hallway, it looked dark until it suddenly brightened. Kurama blinked rapidly, trying to rid herself of the spots in her eyes.

When the spots had finally cleared and she was able to see properly, she was picked up by some unknown hands, but strangely enough they were exceedingly gentle. They cuddled her closely to a warm chest that smelled of sweet incense, fire and black roses, she knew they were black roses because they had a bittersweet musk, a smell she had grown up with.

The hands raised her up to its face, showing the person to be male. The details were blurry and she couldn't tell who it was. Suddenly she somehow became human and the man was holding her in the position one would use when dancing, yet he pulled her closer until their lips touched. Kurama's face burned and she tried to pull away but he just held her tighter and kissed her passionately until she was gasping for air. Then he broke the bond and proceeded to nibble on her ear, then kissing gently along her jawline all the way up to her lips once again.

His hand then grabbed hers and brought it to his mouth and and murmured "You will be mine,...soon enough." Then he pushed away from her to melt into the darkness like water. Kurama woke covered in a cold sweat and her body was burning like crazy, and her lips were tingling in the way that feels like your nerves are vibrating while bouncing around crazily in a small compact area.

"Holy fuckin' shit!", that was very unexpected, but I better be quiet, more things like the outburst I just had and I just might make all the people in the rooms near me wake up or something. What sort of thing could cause me to dream of something like that?! "Crap! I can still hear that seductive voice in my head!" Kurama whispered angrily.

Kurama waited a few moments while clutching at her hair, taking deep breaths. Well since I'm up now then I might as well get ready. She then relaxed her hands and ran them through her hair, realizing it needed some real treatment.

Well since its early then I guess its alright. Kurama got up out of bed and headed towards the dresser, she grabbed the basket on top and searched through her drawers for something that she felt in the mood of wearing. Today I feel like wearing black... ok, its been a while since i've worn that outfit, but it'll be fun. Now just where are they?... she dug her arm in the drawer until it went up to her elbow.

Kurama felt a soft article of clothing pass by her fingertips that she immediately snagged before closing the drawer and going to the next one down. The pants were found easily, she picked up the basket and walked the last few steps to the bathroom after locking the door,(just in case) the clothes were wedged into a area filled with towels so they would stay free of moisture, and placed the basket on an awaiting shelf.

Kurama pulled out several bottles of different colors and a sea sponge, those she put on a shower shelf and then proceeded to strip of her pjs before turning the fan on high and getting in the shower.

After letting the water run over her pale skin for a while, she used the bottles and sea sponge to clean her skin until it smelled intoxicating. Moving out of the way of the running water, she turned it off and stepped out. Grabbing a random towel blindly, then using it to wrap around her slim figure. Then grabbing another to wrap her hair in, she dried herself off entirely and scrunched her wet hair until it was dry and had a bunch of twisted, spiky red curls that were soft and wound down her back a little past the very bottom of her shoulder blades.

Kurama unwedged her clothes out of their safe spot and slipped them on, after winding a chest bandage around her medium sized breasts to flatten her chest. Then looking at herself in the mirror after she finished. A slim red T-shirt, and a pair of black cargo pants that were comfortable and easy to move around in. Perfect disguise. The chest bandage was something she already wore on a daily basis, and why many thought that she was a male. " Well today is going to be fun, very fun."

After cleaning up in the bathroom, she went back by her bed and reached under to grab the case for her weapons. Today she grabbed the gun and whip, hooking the gun to a strap located on the waist on the right and snapped the whip onto her left hip. After she made sure her weapons were secure, she snagged her black combat boots from beside her door and buckled them up.

Then she headed out the door at precisely 6:07 am and went downstairs, picking up a cup of black coffee before walking out of the hotel and getting on her motorcycle that shimmered in the morning light from the morning dew/night moisture. The mall. That's where she had decided to go. When Kurama got there she had a smirk on her face.

So this is the main head-quarters for all those city thugs. I thought that this might be where they were hiding. She kicked up the kickstand on her vehicle and entered the space where the doors were to the point of falling off but they still swung open when she pushed them.

On the outside the mall looked run down, but on the inside it was bustling with people. Like a mall in any other town but they were all muggers, bandits, thieves, assassins, pickpockets, and traitors. And none of them bought any goods, more likely they bought 'bads' instead. like marijuana, weapons, and other things that were contra band.

She took a few steps further into the huge mall and put her untouched coffee down on a railing and left it for anyone who would take it. Well since there is way too many people here for me to start a fight, because then everyone who was around would join in,... I'll just have to pretend to be one of them instead. Fun.

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The word contraband, reported in English since 1529, from Medieval French contrebande "a smuggling," denotes any item which, relating to its nature, is illegal to be possessed or sold.

Just for anyone who doesn't know what it means.

~BlackFoxGun