Chapter Four
When I awoke I was in a bed. I looked around the room and from what I saw I realized that I was in a medical ward of some sort. The detective was sitting in one of the chairs by the bed. I no longer felt the jagon and I reached up, finding my head covered it what felt like bandages. "When the mirror shattered, some of the glass embedded in that eye, the doctors had to remove it," he explained.
I turned to look at him as his words sank in. He had shattered the mirror and had cost me not only the use of my jagon but my chance to be with Kurama. "You bastard!" I screamed and launched myself at him, ready to tear him to pieces with my bare hands. I cried out in pain as I was pulled back by restraints on my legs and wrists. "Now is that any way to treat the one who saved your life?" asked a newcomer as he entered the room.
He was tall, with dark brown hair and eyes to match. The letters JR were on his forehead as if someone had stamped it there in thick black ink. He wore clothes that were defiantly of royalty. He was someone with power, however the small blue object in his mouth was quite out of place.I glared at him. "I wouldn't have gone after the mirror if I wanted my life spared," I spat at him. He raised an eyebrow at the remark . "Since your crime wasn't major and no one was killed, you won't have to serve any time in prison. Instead, you will be on parole, working under me until your sentence of twenty years is served," he said. "And what if I refuse your parole?" I hissed. "The punishment will be more severe, I assure you. However, I can ensure that you get what you wanted in the first place," he replied. "Even without your jagon you can read my thoughts and know that I'm telling you the truth," he challenged. "Just how are you going to give me what I want?" I demanded. "Easy, as the Lord of Spirit World I can definitely guarantee it," he replied. "Once you've finished your parole that is," he amended.
He then turned to the detective. "Give us a moment Yusuke," he said. The detective looked reluctant but surprisingly obeyed. Obviously he knew something of importance was occurring and he didn't want to interfere. As soon as the detective shut the door behind himself the newcomer turned to me. "Kurama warned me that you might do something like this. He knew you were distraught over his death and you know as well as I that if you were to have taken your own life in any other manner it would mean that you would not get to be reunited with him. So, if you serve out your parole I will make sure that you will be reunited with him," he informed me.
There was no doubt that he was who he claimed to be. He was Koemna, Lord of Spirit world, son of the great King Emna himself. I had nothing to loose by accepting his proposal. He did not seem like the type that would go back on his word. I would once again be with my fox, but I would have to live two more decades without him.
"Fine, what do I have to do?" I agreed. "You need to mend first, once you've gotten a clean bill of health you'll be working with Yusuke as one of my Spirit Detectives," Koemna answered. My eyes widened as I felt my anger flare up again. "You expect me to work with that human after what he's done to me?" I hissed. "Hiei, I don't expect you to forgive Yusuke for the way he chose to apprehend you, but I do need you to work with him on the cases I will assign you to. It would do no good for someone with your abilities to go to waste, rotting away in some Spirit World prison cell," he replied. "Fine, I will work with him," I agreed. "You are not allowed to kill Yusuke, nor have anyone else to do it for you, you must assist him in any way you can, and if that means protecting him you must do so, is that clear?" Koenma instructed. "Crystal," I spat. Koemna then stood. "Good, as soon as you're cleared medically you'll start training under Genkai. She will help you readjust to using your energy without your jagon eye. I'm sure you won't mind watching her train Yusuke either, word has it she's quite brutal on him," he said as he headed for the door, leaving me a rather nice mental image of what he meant by his last statement.
I sighed, all those months of planning gone down the drain. My plan had failed but I would at least get what I wanted. I just wondered what would happen then. Surely, Koemna wouldn't bring Kurama back to life. I seriously doubted that he would allow my life to end unless it was time. Perhaps I'd simply be allowed to visit him. Still, whatever Koemna had in mind it was certainly better than nothing. I would serve out my sentence as promised and at least see Kurama again. The rest would have to wait and be seen.