Chapter two, everyone! Remember, FictionOtaku is not for everyone. Seek medical help if side effects occur.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. I do own Aislin and her family. Koji is the product of my twin's mind.


Heroes and Thieves:

Chapter Two


A few months had passed uneventfully. Nearing the middle of the third month, Koenma sighed dramatically, throwing what he could into the air and banging his head on the desk in front of him. George, frantically trying to catch the thrown objects, looked to the young ruler.

"Master Koenma, what's wrong? You've been so depressed lately." Koenma, now resembling more of a young teen instead of the child he once had, looked up in sarcasm.

"Oh no, George, I'm perfectly fine! It's not like the biggest case we've had since Yusuke quit has gone cold!" George paused in straightening the papers, staring incredulously at Koenma.

"That's what's got you so worked up? Sir, cases go cold all the time!" The Spirit world heir made a strangled sound.

"I know, I know…But one so big after so long…"

"Yes…it's very disheartening."

In silence, both continued with their work. It wasn't lost on them, however, that absolutely nothing related to the case had happened at all. There wasn't any explanation and every trail lead to a dead end. After some time, both Yusuke and Kurama had returned to their usual routines, finding comfort in the day to day tasks. Nearly everyone informed on this case, it seemed, had forgotten all about it.


America's streets were quite different from Japan's. A person could actually walk through them without bumping into another or being pushed into the street. Though, the difference was lost on Koji.

The golden brunet hummed to himself, stepping between other people on his way to lunch. He was incredibly happy, to the point he was almost purring. Today was Koji's sushi day, just like nearly every other day, and he was headed to the new rotating sushi bar that had opened recently.

Approaching what had come to be called the food district, Koji's hazel eyes scanned the stores, looking for his destination. A bright sign, flashing different colors and words, directed him to the front door that opened into a large dining area. Eyes as big as saucers, the 19-year-old took a seat amidst the mechanical belts carrying plates upon plates of sushi and other oriental cuisine. Within ten minutes, several plates sat empty in front of the boy, traces of tuna, rice and salmon left in small bits on the dining ware.

Sighing in delight, Koji decided on one more plate. However, as he went to grab it, a tugging came from the other side, causing him to look up. A girl on the other side of the moving belt held the plate, staring at him incredulously.

"You like calamari? Look, kid, all I've seen you eat is tuna and rice. I think you can do without this plate." She said, tugging slightly on her side. Koji simply smiled.

"That's fine, that's fine. There's another coming around, you take that one." But as Koji watched for another plate of calamari, each one was taken before he had the chance. He sighed slightly. "Must be a sign…" A sound on the table caused him to look up again, and the girl was standing there, the first plate of calamari on the table.

"Alright, look. We'll share it, okay? Besides, it'd be nice to have someone to talk to." Koji's eyes brightened as he offered her the seat across from him, and the girl sat, a slight smile on her lips.

It seemed that hours passed since they had decided to share. The girl, a blue eyed puzzle, seemed to find comfort around Koji, going as far as to playfully threaten him about her snorting laugh. At some point their conversation had gone from favorite foods (tuna and rice for Koji and sweet buns for the girl) to their views on adult life. Koji had learned the girl was around 21 years old, making him feel slightly out of place. Though it did explain how she was able to get away with double colored hair. The baby blue and lavender melded well together, showing off her personality. As they were laughing over desert, the girl looked to her watch.

"Well, nearly six already." Koji looked out the glass doors of the restaurant and was met with a twilight glaze over the streets. His eyes got wide as he looked back to the girl.

"I didn't mean to keep you so long!" he exclaimed, gripping the edge of the table. "I'm sorry!" The girl stood, smiling easily to Koji and placing a few bills on the table.

"Don't worry about it, kid. I had fun talking with you. More fun than I've had in quite some time." Koji stood from the table too, smiling as if he were proud.

"Well, maybe we can get coffee together some time!" the mystery girl paused and looked to Koji, her facial expression smug.

"What, you mean like a date?" Koji shrugged, smiling.

"Whatever you think."

"Sounds fun. I'll meet you at the coffee shop off of 43rd, alright? Bright and early." She winked, stepping outside once Koji agreed. It took him a few minutes, involving paying for both of their dinners (and pocketing the girl's money to return it later) and walking outside before it finally clicked. He turned and ran a block or two in the direction the girl had gone, stopping once he was able to see her multi-colored hair a few yards away.

"Hey! My name's Koji!" he yelled, hoping she had heard. Indeed, the girl had stopped and turned, a bright smile on her face.

"Aislin! Nice to meet you, kid!"


There wasn't a lot to steal in the Human world, she found. Simple, cheap little trinkets called diamonds that weren't really worth anything compared to demon jewels. The furs tended to be fake and fabrics were made out of some worthless thing called cotton. However, the prices didn't stop Aislin from sneaking into the pathetically guarded human shops and taking what she could. The thrill, the rush…that was all the satisfaction she could get from this other race. Her thieving back in Demon world had proved to not only benefit herself, but those she stole from. Villages would guard things better, boost security, preventing nearly all new thefts. But here, in the Human's domain, they never learned. And she was never caught.

Tonight, Aislin targeted a specialty store. This was her third heist for the night, and she figured it would be her last. All she wanted was a couple more shiny baubles to catch light in her downtown apartment. However, as she snuck into this jewelry store, she couldn't help but notice the bright gem in the corner that seemed to glow. It was quite large; larger than it should have been to be in a human's store. Upon taking a closer look, Aislin's suspicions were confirmed. The legendary Stone of Dreams. Grinning, she took hold of it and slipped it into her satchel, careful to not to touch her skin to it.

With her treasures in hand, Aislin snuck out, anxious to return to her flat.


The next morning, Koji ran down the street, panic written on his face. He was late. Oh, he was so late! He only wished that Aislin, the girl from yesterday, had decided to wait for him. As he neared the coffee shop on 43rd, relief flooded him. There, through the window, was Aislin, sipping a cup of coffee and looking agitated.

"Aislin!" he called out, walking inside. The girl's deep blue eyes seemed to pierce through him as he sat across from her.

"Thought you weren't going to show, pipsqueak." She said irritably. Koji laughed a bit.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just, there was a theft last night and everyone at work is up in such a tizzy, and they had me come in early this morning. I really am sorry." Aislin shrugged.

"Sounds like a bitch." She said shortly, sipping again on the coffee. Koji nodded in agreement, walking up to the sales counter and buying himself a drink before sitting back down. "So you're a cop? At your age?" Aislin asked.

"Well, more or less." He answered, smiling a bit. "I can't really go into detail about it…Just that we're a special force." Aislin nodded. Koji took a sip of his drink –iced caramel macchiato with heavy cream- and pondered over his acquaintance's appearance.

She looked ragged…like she had just run miles upon miles, or had little sleep. Vaguely, Koji wondered what Aislin did in her nightly routine. His thoughts were interrupted, however, when Aislin began talking again.

"What was stolen?" intrigue laced her voice and the bags under her eyes seemed to vanish for a moment. Koji hesitated for a few minutes.

"Well…It was a priceless gem, I know that much. Some people even think it has..." he leaned in closer and whispered, "Special powers…"

His companion laughed, nearly spilling her still-warm coffee. "Special powers? What, does it grant wishes or something?" Koji laughed along beside her.

"That's what they say. I think it's a bunch of mumbo jumbo myself." They continued to laugh, feeling quite comfortable.


Hinageshi ran into the office, distress written on her face as Botan followed close behind.

"Lord Koenma! This message just came through from the America office. I really think you should look at it." The Grim Reaper said, snatching a paper from Hinageshi and throwing it at Koenma. The heir picked up the parchment, looking over it quickly.

"What?" he yelled. "Why didn't you two tell me sooner?" Koenma jumped from his chair onto the desk, pressing a large red button with his foot. A screen lowered from the ceiling, completely covered in static.

"Yusuke! Kurama!" instantly, the static screen split into two different pictures. On the left, Yusuke, looking quite irritated. The opposite showed Kurama, a mask of curiosity and amusement looking back at Koenma.

"What, you little brat?" Yusuke growled.

"Now, Yusuke…Be polite. What can we help you with, Koenma?" The not-as-short teen stuttered excitedly, waving the paper around.

"The girl! The thief! She's been found!" the ex-Spirit Detective all but pushed Kurama from his side of the screen.

"No shit? Hell, where is she?" he asked, grinning. "Can finally get this over with and Keiko'll get off my ass!"

A loud thump was heard and Yusuke flinched visibly, pulling away from his side of the camera to rub his head and look at his fiancé. "That hurt, bitch!" Kurama shook his head, thankful he was halfway across town from the couple.

"Anyway, Koenma, as Yusuke asked, where is she?" Koenma hesitated slightly.

"Her current residence is in America…One of the southern states. I can't quite make out the name, but I'm sending coordinates to you now." Both young adults nodded quickly, shutting the communicators. Koenma turned back to Hinageshi and Botan.

"Quickly! Send the coordinates to Yusuke and Kurama. I've got to inform my father…" The two Spirit Guides nodded and left as Koenma walked down a separate hallway, toward his own personal hell.


Well, there you have it. I hope you aren't too upset with me for the long delay. I ran into some writers block and just couldn't get out! Anyway, review, tell me what you think!

FictionOtaku out.