Here's Chappy 3. It should be picking up from here on out. Comments are needed please! I've got no reviews. Come onnnnnnnn, pwease!

Aftermath

Chapter 3

Once the box and I were concealed by the trees and panted cutting a portal straight to my rooms in the Rekai. I groaned bending back down tugging the coffin through the portal. My thoughts now change to: Kurama so owes me. I closed the portal after my burden was all the way through at closed it putting a seal on it so no one could reopen it or sense where it lead.

I had laid several towels on my floors where I knew I would open the portal and pull the coffin. There was no way I wanted all that dirt on my nice clean wood floors. I got a broom and swept the dirt off the top and the sides to the towels below.

Now that I was again safe in the Rekai, I thought I deserved a shower before I continued my work. I walked into my bedroom and into my bathroom. I stripped off my dirt covered and sweaty clothes, turning the water on. I felt the temperature and stepped in letting the hot water spill down my tired body. I thought about the coffin in my living room. If my brother only knew, that made me smile.

In a previous meeting Kurama told me he had buried the body shortly after its death. He had done the preserving process himself. He had used several plants to preserve the body and prevent decomposition. He had even injected an herbal solution into the veins keeping the blood from coagulating and drying up. The fox had thought of everything. This person must be, and is to the fox, of great importance.

I finished my shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I towel dried my hair and ran a brush through the violet strands sweeping them back into a bun in the back of my head. Since the body I would be dealing with, was well, dead; it wouldn't mind me dealing with it in my towel. I needed to check the contents of the coffin before I called Kurama.

Returning to the metal coffin, I fingered the latches reciting the words Kurama had given me to release the locking spell. They both snapped open and I lifted the lid peering inside.

My breath ought in my throat. He was beautiful. At seven feet tall, he was slim and well muscles. His blue-black hair tied high in his head falling down next to his left shoulder reaching mid stomach. His face was thin and very angular, it was very masculine. I wonder what color his eyes are… He wore dark pants with a thin white material around his waist held up by two belts. Brown boots covered his feet. His chest was covered by a dark blue sleeveless vest held together by misaligned ties. Blue straps weaved up his arms. A hat sat in his stomach with his hands resting on the edges, the top cut off most likely to accommodate his hair. At the base of the coffin lay two scythes, intricately designed and impossibly sharp.

But…I did not see the critical piece. There should have been a silver pendant with a blood red stone. This mission could not be completed without it. I didn't have any interest in lifting the corpse. I knew I would have to eventually, but after the seal and the spell was placed, he wouldn't be that "corpse-y" to me.

That was when I noticed a small case attached to one of his wide belts. I knelt down in my towel and bent over; if anyone walked it they would surely get a show. I reached into the coffin and slid the small leather strap over the button releasing the top flap. I slipped my fingers in blindly hoping to the gods there were no creepy crawlies.

A huge grin spread over my face. It was there. I wanted to jump up and down and dance. I grabbed the pendant and stood looking it over, it was quite beautiful. I ran to the counter and grabbed my communicator quickly calling Kurama, the pendant still in my hand.

"Agatha?" Kurama answered looking at me. He saw my look of excitement and he started to smile, but stopped himself not wanting to get his hopes up.

"I've got him. I've got the pendant. I've got his soul. I've got the antidote, which you knew."

"You're serious? You've got everything?" Kurama spoke quickly, excitement apparent on his face.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "And why didn't you tell me I was rescuing such a handsome man?"

Kurama laughed, joy spread over his face. "This is fantastic Agatha! And I didn't know you'd find my brother so appealing." He grinned at the last remark.

I left out my own laugh. "Oh Kurama! When can you get here?"

"We have defeated the demons and Hiei and Yusuke are gathering the hostages. We have to clear their memories and take them home. Then I will be back to the Rekai. Koenma will have to wait for the reports."

"Do you want me to wait for you? Before I begin"

"No. Do what you need to as soon as you can. Please take care of my brother. Treat him gently. His body succumbed to death hundreds of years ago. He is fragile until everything is completed." Kurama's face turned serious.

"Of course Kurama. I don't want to get this far too accidentally break his spine."

"Please don't!"

"I won't Kurama. I am going to get dressed and begin. I will speak with you soon. Please let me know before you arrive. My room will be on lock down until everything is complete."

"Or you could stay in the towel. I'm sure my brother wouldn't mind waking up to that after all this time." Youko's voice was coming through the red-heads lips.

"Kurama." I glared shaking my head. "See you soon." I hung up on him.

I placed the communicator back on the counter and went to my room, dressing in loose dark blue training pants and a white tunic with a purple sash tied low on my waist. I went back to the bathroom and released my hair from the bun. It was still wet from the shower. I ran a brush back through it and let it air dry naturally. I really needed a haircut; waist length hair was slightly uncontrollable.

Leaving my room and back into the living room I reach for the velvet bag I had put on the counter next to the communicator. I opened the bag and pull out two ornate glass vials. One held a power blue liquid and the other held a deep red liquid. I left the blue vial on the counter and took the red one over to the coffin. I uncorked it and kneeled down next to the body. I gently opened the man's mouth glancing curiously at his fangs. I tipped the vial watching the liquid pour down his throat. Now to wait. I had no idea how long I would be waiting. I stood placing the now empty vial on the counter, walking a chair; I moved it so that it faced the man in my living room. I climbed on to the chair curling up and…waited.

About two hours later, my stomach growled. It had been a day and a half since I had eaten. Oops. I got up heading into the kitchen to grab myself some food. As I fixed a sandwich I thought about the man, Kurama hadn't even given me his name. He had always just called him "brother". I knew they were not biological brothers, but they must have a very strong relationship. I had never done a resurrection before. I knew Koenma had done a few, but never for someone who had been dead as long as this man. For Kurama, I truly hoped this worked. I fingered the pendant that I had placed in my pocket. Kurama told me that it was incredibly important to the man, although he didn't know why. Kurama had seen that the pendant became even more important to him; he had the man's soul sealed inside with the hopes of resurrection in the future. That time had come.

I took my sandwich and tea back to my chair and ate as I watched for some sign that the soul was ready to be placed back into the body. The red liquid, Suzuka said would send a wake up to all the man's organs, preparing them to regain life once the soul was placed back into the body. He had said I would know when that time was, but he gave no indication of what I would come to know or to feel.

I felt much better after having eaten. I had sent one of the ogres to tell my brother that I had returned but wasn't feeling well. That gave me the reason I needed to barricade myself up in my apartment. The ogre had returned with the Rekai Lord's sympathies and a note that if I needed anything, all I had to do was call him. I would not be bothered.

I stood prepared to go into the kitchen and wash my dishes from lunch when the plate and cup fell to the floor in a crash and the ceramic-ware shattered. I gasped; I think my heart was going to explode. I could feel my pulse in my ears. A white noise played its lament in my mind. I couldn't catch my breath. I collapsed falling half onto the open coffin. Opening my eyes, my face lay right next to the semi-dead man and all the feelings that plagued me came to a sudden halt. If this was the Suzuka's sign, it was a little over dramatic, but that was Suzuka.

I scrambled to my feet grabbing the blue liquid vial and ran back to the coffin. I kneeled, placing the vial down gently next to the body. I quickly put the pendant around his neck and made sure the red stone lay over his heart. I next grabbed the vial uncorked it and placed my finger over the opening. I tipped the vial upside-down so that a little of the liquid coated the pad of my finger. Righting the vial I dabbed the bit onto the red pendant lying back over his heart. I poured the rest into his mouth just as I had the red before it.

I sat back on my heels tossing the now empty vial onto the chair I had originally sat in. I watched and waited. The red stone began to glow and it hollowed itself out to allow access to the soul trapped inside. I gently grasped this man soul chanting the spell as I placed it in his mouth watching it as it is absorbed. It was seamless; the final step was to seal it in with a sealant. I placed a hand on his chest muttering the words infusing some of my spiritual energy in him. I felt his heart begin to beat under my hand. A breath shook his body and filled his lungs. It had worked, he was alive.

I knew he could be in coma for days while he regained his energy, but unlike Kurama had mentioned earlier, he was no alive and not so fragile. I smiled. Kurama will be very pleased. I began to think about the fox's return and seeing his brother again after hundreds of years. I looked down at him. He was dusty and somewhat dirty, I had made up a bed for him once the process was complete, but I really didn't want him in there this gross.

Making my mind up, I stood and held my palm out again levitating him out of the coffin. That's when I noticed them. Huge, deep blue, leathery bat wings protruded from his back. I stared in amazement. This man just keeps getting more interesting. Levitating him through the house I gently laid him on the floor of my bathroom. I began with his arms un-wrapping the straps, and laid them to the side. I moved to the vest like shirt, untying it and pulling it over his shoulders and down his arms. He was yummy.

I moved down him pulling the boots off and undoing the belts. I un-wrapped the white material then sat back. I looked down at his softly breathing form.

"I'm really sorry to have to do this, but you are definitely going to have to be clean before I let you in the bed. Hopefully you won't wake up in the middle of this."

I reached up popping the buttons through their holes and pulled them down his legs. He was definitely commando, I blushed a deep red thanking the gods there was no one here to see, especially Kurama. I tried not to look I really did. I pulled the legs over his feet and tossed them to the side. I got up and turned the water on waiting for it to get warm. When it was a decent temperature, I plugged the drain letting the water fill up. I grinned and grabbed some bubble bath squirting some if it under the flow of water. Bubbles began to pop up and fill the tub. I turned back to the man and sat him up against the tub. I reached to his hair and pulled the leather tie from it letting it fall over his shoulders. This man had some gorgeous hair, I was a bit envious, and it was about the same length as mine when falling naturally.

Once the tub was full, I shut the water off and lifted the man gently into the water. It was amazing how dead weight and live weight differed. He wasn't too terribly heavy for his height. I kneeled down next to the tub and gently dipped his hair into the water to wet it. I grabbed some shampoo and put some in my hand and began washing his mass of blue-black hair. When she finished she dunked him back into the water and rinsed the shampoo out. Now it was time to wash the rest of him. This should be interesting. I grabbed a clean washcloth and some soap. I wet the cloth in the water squeezing a little soap. I began with the man's chest getting a light lather as I washed his body. When everything had been washed but his groin, I sat back not really wanting to go there. Would I be clean if I had washed everything but that? No. Let's just get it over with. I reached into the water with the cloth and ran it down his abdomen until I felt his member. I gently washed around it finally running the cloth over the length of flesh. My whole face had to be bright red. I was beyond embarrassed and it just got worse. As I washed him I felt him become firmer in my hand. I was arousing him in his coma as I washed him. Oh gods. I finished as quickly as I could and rinsed the cloth out before unplugging the drain to let the water out. I got up and grabbed three towels. The first I wrapped his hair in, the second I laid on the bathroom floor, the third I would dry him with. I picked him back up and laid him on the towel. I began drying him off. From what Kurama had told me, this man's death was violent. Where are all the wounds? I filed that away to ask Kurama when he arrives.

I leaned the man forward to rest against my arm and began drying off his wings. They were magnificent and surprisingly soft. I stroked the leather and leaned my face into it rubbing my cheek against it. I shook myself wondering what had gotten into me. I laid him back down and folded the towel. I stood and picked his comatose form up carrying him to my bed. I was too tired to walk to one of the other rooms…at least that was my excuse. I covered his nakedness with the sheet stepping back to admire him.

When I finally stole myself away, I grabbed his dirty clothes and to them to the washer tossing them in with a bit of soap and turning the human contraption on. Humans definitely had their brilliance. After that I headed to the kitchen to make a quick dinner before going back into my room. I set a chair up close to the bed and situated myself in front of the TV flipping it on.

I finished my dinner and set it on the side table. I grabbed a blanket and settled down, quickly falling asleep.

I woke late the next morning to thrashing on my bed.

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