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Chapter 4-Confrontation
Gray-Jay's P.O.V.
To speak, or not to speak, that tis the question!
Or some mumbo jumbo Shakespeare shit like that…
Damnit!
I looked up at the blue sky in silence as I sat on the roof during my lunch hour. It had now been three days since I stumbled upon that little 'incident' and I found myself just as troubled-
Yes, people, I was currently cursing the word to hell.
-as I had been that very night. My curiosity was practically eating me away! What was even worse was that Mr. Trouble himself was currently standing right beside me!
Looking up at the redhead beside me, I watched quietly as he leaned over the railing, peacefully drinking a soda that he had in hand. Silently, I debated on how to approach the sensitive subject, or whether to approach it at all for that fact. Bringing it up would be troublesome, that much I knew. But still…
Dying of curiosity was even worse.
Finally coming to a decision, I sighed, "Well, here's goes nothing."
Standing up, I waited until Shuichi took a large drink before dropping the bomb. Might as well make this shit funny, right?
"Soooo… How's the hunt for those spirit world artifacts going?" I randomly inquired, nonchalantly leaning back up against the railing.
Smothering a laugh, I was pretty sure I heard a small 'KABOOM' as if on cue the poor demon gagged on his drink and doubled over in a series of hacking coughs.
"And who's the cute blue-haired floating girl you were talking to the other night?" I continued, cracking a small grin, "She your girlfriend or something?"
Succeeding in clearing the soda from his throat, the redhead stood up to give me a look that clearly demanded me to explain. And seeing as he was still having trouble forming any words, I decided to elaborate.
"I sensed something odd when leaving your place the other night my mom and I came to dinner. Trusting in my instincts, I decided to take a peek and saw you and the floating chick talking."
As I figured, this little fact did not make him a happy camper.
Green eyes narrowed as, for the first time that I'd seen, the innocent mask finally vanished from his face. "Just how much did you hear?" he asked carefully, his voice clipped and cold.
Not a surprise…
"Enough to know that you're looking for the artifacts stolen from spirit world, your real name is Yoko Kurama, and you're actually a demon." I stated without missing a beat.
The tension between us was so thick it was almost suffocating, but it was to be expected. I was playing with fire and I knew it. Having dropped the bomb, now all I could do was see what happened next.
Not being one for cowardice, I dragged my gaze from the sky to make contact with his eyes. I was quick to notice that'd they'd widened a fraction and showed a masked emotion of surprise.
"Yoko Kurama?" he repeated in a soft, dangerous tone.
…
SHIT!
Quickly realizing my blunder my mouth opened to make a quick cover up, "Uh… That is…" Unfortunately, as you can see, nothing in particular came out.
I repeat, SHIT!
Faster than I could blink, I found both of his arms on either side of my body as he gripped the railing, trapping me between them and underneath his gaze.
"Uh, Shui-"
"Botan never mentioned my full name." the redhead glowered as he cut me off, looming over my being, "Therefore, how is it that you know what it is?"
Uh… My bad?
Yeaaah, I was beginning to think that this might be more trouble than it was worth.
And on top of that, I knew I'd been had. I had trapped myself in a corner with no way out except revealing the secret of me possessing ESP.
Damnit! Talk about effing troublesome! I positively hated talking about my abilities, for it always drew unwanted attention to myself. Usually in a bad way, as in past experiences most people who had learned of my abilities either dubbed me as a freak or simply just a liar.
Then again…
If Shuichi… Actually, I guess now Kurama was a demon, then the fact of me having ESP shouldn't really bother him. The very thought at least was enough to boost my moral up a couple notches and give me the courage to speak about it.
"ESP." I finally replied, "I knew almost as soon as we met. It happened when I shook your hand. You see, I can tell what a person's name is just by touching them."
Much to my relief, the chilliness slowly melted away from the young man's eyes. "You're a psychic?" he inquired, the curiosity beginning to make itself known in his voice again.
"Yeah, I suppose that's what one would call me." I shrugged indifferently, "I've always been able to sense and see things of the supernatural. I'm guessing your blue-haired friend was a ghost or something. That's why it surprised you that I could see her, right?"
"A grim reaper." Kurama chuckled softly, his eyes warming as he finally leaned back; letting the hostile air vanished around us as he no longer seemed to see me as so much of a threat, "And yes, I was surprised. But hearing that you're a psychic, I'd say that explains quite a few things."
"Gotcha." I replied with a small smile.
My smile was briefly returned, before a frown slowly marred the redhead's face, a bit of guilt showing in his eyes. "I'm sorry if I happened to scare you there, Miss Jay." He apologized sincerely, "It simply put me greatly on edge, your sudden knowledge of all this. For a moment, I suspected you might be an enemy."
"Again with the miss, huh?" I sighed softly, though my eyes revealed that it was in a teasing manner, "And didn't I tell you that apologies are troublesome. Besides, you didn't scare me. So, no worries."
A delicate eyebrow was raised at me in response, "Even though you just learned of me being a demon?"
"Yeah… Well, I kinda already suspected something like that. Having ESP, I could already tell that you were different from everyone else. On top of that, you said you were my friend." Again I let off a shrug, "So, there was no reason for me to be worried."
Though it didn't reach his eyes, my senses definitely told me that I had taken him aback with my statement.
"Even as a demon, you would still call me your friend?" the redhead asked in disbelief.
I gave him a confused look in return, "Yeah? Why the hell wouldn't I?" I paused briefly, "And if you're thinking it's simply because you're a demon then that's complete bullshit! And besides," I yawned as I slumped down to the ground and stretched out in the sun, "Judging people based on something as insignificant as their race is not only stupid, but waaay too troublesome for my tastes."
Kurama's mouth opened as if to reply, but ended up shutting it without a sound as his shoulders slumped in defeat. So, instead of making any kind of comeback, he settled with just walking over and settling himself beside me in a comfortable manner.
"The logic behind your reasoning is truly odd coming from a human." The emerald eyed boy sighed softly, flicking a stray lock of feathery hair over his shoulder, "Though, it is not quite the first time I've been faced with such. A close friend of mine views things in a very similar manner." Kurama chuckled a bit, "It's almost a bit scary how much the two of you are alike."
A small smirk formed on my features, "Yeah, well, it just goes to prove that not all humans are as judgmental and can be more understanding than most people would think."
"Understanding, hm?" the demon mulled the word over thoughtfully, and I couldn't help but notice that my statement seemed to have struck some kind of cord with him, "Would that be in reference to yourself as well?"
"Yeah, I suppose." I blinked up at him in honesty, "Being a lazy sort does make me a pretty good listener."
I couldn't sworn I heard him chuckle at my ending statement before silence fell between us once again.
"Well then, considering how much you've told me about yourself, I suppose I ought to return the favor." The redhead finally spoke as he peered down at my lazy figure, awaiting my response.
I cracked a grin, "That would be nice."
A small smile formed on his face as he let out a soft sigh, "I suppose I should just start at the beginning."
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"So, essentially you're just the soul of the fox demon, Yoko Kurama trapped in a human body after transferring your spirit to the human world." I stated, beginning to get a grasp on his situation, "But like when fighting in the Dark Tournament, you can still use the majority of your demon powers."
"That's correct." The redhead replied, pleased that I was following, "However, I am quite a bit different then I was previously, due to the effects of temporarily becoming human. I believe the first sign of that were the affections I developed for my human mother."
"Right." I continued, "But the demon you is still there. Like when you went through a complete transformation during several of the tournament battles."
"Yes, Yoko Kurama and myself are still the same being. In fact," Kurama paused, as if debating whether or not to continuing talking, "The fact that I was able to completely transform symbolizes that my spirit energy is very near being completely restored."
Curiously, I pressed him onwards, "Yeah?"
Another hesitant pause.
"I've in fact had to be quite careful as of late. For I've actually been making transformation back and forth at random." The fox informed me with a tired look in his eyes, "You see, my demon spirit and spirit energy is currently trying to rebalance itself out with my new human body. Once that happens, I'll once again become a demon. However, I suspect my personality will be something in between my full demon self and my full human self, due to the two natures being forced to combine."
I blinked in slight confusion, "So, you're saying that your demon side's personality is different from the one you have now?"
A small glint of amusement showed in his eyes, "A bit, yes."
"Could you be anymore vague?" I grumbled softly under my breath with a yawn, earning a chuckle from the fox beside me. I was just about to finally drift off into never, never land when an idea suddenly struck me.
"Hey, Kurama?" I addressed the redhead, pausing briefly before randomly adding on, "You don't mind if I call you that, right?"
"When it's just the two of us, I'd actually prefer it, considering that very few are able to call me by my real name." He chuckled in reply, "Now, what is it?"
Well, this would probably end up coming back to bite me in the ass, but oh well.
"About those spirit world artifacts," I began before inquiring, "Do you have any pictures of them?"
A tad of wariness sparked within him upon bringing up the subject again, but the demon answered me truthfully none the less, "Yes. It'd be pretty hard for me to know what they looked like if I didn't."
Slowly, a grin made itself known on my face. "Kurama," I was pretty sure he could sense the excitement welling up beneath me, "if you want me to, then that means… I can find them."
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