Koenma sat at his desk sorting through paperwork as George stood to his left, filing the papers that had been completed. His office doors flew open as Kurama and Hiei strode in, both clutching nearly-dead girls. Koenma's eyes got wide and he motioned to George, "Go get the nurses from the infirmary! NOW!" The ogre ran off and Koenma jumped onto his desk, "I know those two! Shora and Yuri Katsumi. They are the missing children of some very powerful and influential friends of my father's. Unfortunately, their parents passed away some time after the Dark Tournament..."
George and two ferry girls rushed into Koenma's office with a dual stretcher. Hiei and Kurama deposited the girls onto it, and the ferry girls rushed off with the two critical care patients. Hiei sat the body of Tsuyi on Koenma's desk, "The elder one wouldn't leave unless I took this child's corpse too." Regret filled Koenma's face as he surveyed the body, "Tsuyi Kurotsuki. She was escorted to paradise this morning. Five years old and only half demon. I will have her body respectfully cremated."
Shora blinked a few times, her eyes finally focusing. IVs and miscellaneous tubes and needles were hooked up to her body, and Kurama sat in a chair beside her bed, smiling encouragingly. Turning her head away, she struggled to push herself into an upright position. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her and helped her up, a pair of green eyes staring in concern into her own. She lowered her head and blushed. "Are you feeling well enough to try some broth, Miss Shora?" A small nod. A straw was slipped between her lips, and she began to ingest the warm filling broth...
Nearby, Yuri was staring at ceiling as she lay in her hospital bed. "Moping isn't going to bring her back." She turned her head to see Hiei lounging in the doorway, and bared her fangs, "You don't know me. You don't know what I'm thinking." Hiei sent her a smug smirk, "You are thinking 'It's all my fault that she died. I should have given her all my portion.' I am a telepath you idiot." The girl flushed, pushing herself into a sitting position, "Stay out of my head!" He gave her a dark scowl, "Hn. Koenma cremated your friend. She was also granted paradise. So quit feeling sorry for yourself!" With that, the demon was gone, leaving Yuri alone with her thoughts.
When the last sip of broth was gone, Shora closed her eyes, reclining against her pillows. Kurama gently took her pulse, then stood, "They'll be putting you sister and yourself in the same room tomorrow. Try and get some rest Miss Shora." Waiting until his footsteps receded, she opened her eyes and sat up, swinging her feet over the side of the bed and standing, determined to make it to the bathroom and bathe.
"Oh no! Don't try to stand Shora!" The girl her head to see a blue haired pink eyed young woman rushing over, hooking her arms under her own, "Let me assist you, please. My name is Botan, I am one of Koenma's ferry girls." Shora whimpered lightly, and Botan adjusted her grip, sitting the girl down on the toiletseat as she began drawing her bath, "Are you feeling okay after our little trip?" Silver scared eyes met concerned pink ones, and Shora whispered, "Hai." Botan turned back to the bath, adding in scented bubbles and adjusting the temperature, "I can help you with washing your hair if you'd like?" A blush crawled over Shora's face and she nodded in ascent. The ferry girl stripped the rags off the girl and set her in the tub gently.
Yuri sat staring at the ceiling, her fingers around the piece of metal edging she had pried off the bed's edge. She looked around, then sat up straighter, satisfied that nobody was around. Inhaling deeply, she pressed the metal to her wrist, dragging it across a few times until crimson started dripping onto her pillow. Biting her lip, she ripped off the edge of her rags and tied it around the now bleeding wound and sighed in contentment. The endorphine rush had her riding high and she closed her eyes, waiting for the numb and tiredness that accompanied the pain/pleasure of her dark secret.