A/N: To celebrate my first review I decided to post another chapter. Call me a nerd but I am super happy 3

Rachel: Thanks, I have been having a lot of fun writing this story. I was debating on whether or not I wanted it after the end of the series. But I think the whole series is fantastic so I have been happy to re-live and re-watch it!


Kiss you once, shame on me - IV

"Hey Kei," the white cat lifted his head slightly to look at me; he was currently in my lap, curled in a ball and purring. Standing and arching his back in a stretch he walked off me to sit on the stone step beside me.

"What is it human?"

My eyebrow twitched.

"Okay first of all, it's Juno. If I can call you by your name, you can call me by mine."

"Alright Juno," he chuckled, showing off his white fangs. "What is it?"

"How did I get here?"

I could see him thinking, trying to come up with an answer.

"Honestly I'm not sure. It's very strange you found the bell in the first place. Including you, there have only been three humans who have been able to see it and ring it."

"Really?" I looked down at him in confused shock. "Who else has?"

"A Priestess of the Hiromoto clan and a Shaman I came across in the Edo period," he paused and gave me a side grin. "And then you, a ditzy American."

"Hey," I snapped playfully. Another question ran through my mind. "How long has the bell been there?"

"Hmm," he pondered. "About a thousand years or so."

"Wow," I laughed. "How old are you?"

"1,018."

"Years old?!" I stared at him again, baffled. Holy crap that's ancient! But the answer only brought up another question.

"Kei, what exactly are you?"

The question lingered between us for a while. Kei looked up at the sky thoughtfully, closing his eyes. A light breeze waved through his fur gently.

"I am a foolish soul who fell in love," he finally replied; his voice had lost all emotion. Opening his eyes he looked up at me, a sadness glazed over his eyes, "but I'd rather not talk of such disheartening things right now…"

I nodded.

"Alright."


A small metal flash sat in my hands. The liquid inside sloshed a bit as I played with it. To anyone looking at me, they would assume I was just some alcoholic teenager but I knew the true contents inside. The potion would take effect immediately so I needed to be on my game and do the deed quickly. Thus came the hard part.

Finding someone to…pretty much sexually assault.

My shoulders slumped as I bowed my head in shame. I felt so dirty.

A few people walked passed me and I pressed myself closer to the wall I was waiting by to avoid them. The street was more crowded than I would have liked. To say I was on pins and needles would be an understatement. How was I supposed to find the right person? I guess it doesn't really it matter, it could be anyone. An old man, a school girl. Hell I could even kiss Kazuma but I think that would be pushing it. I would rather find a stranger. Then I wouldn't have to see them again. But speaking of Kazuma, I wondered where he was. We were supposed to meet up with his resurrected friend and get food.

I looked back down at the flask. I needed to do this already. Looking around the street again I saw couples walking, parents with their kids, girls shopping. Come on, give me a break!

That's when I spotted him.

There was a boy standing by himself. His hands were shoved in his jean pockets as he leaned against the wall of a shop, looking rather bored. He would work. At least he was cute in a punk kind of way. Black hair, slicked back and dark hazel eyes. Unscrewing the cap of the flask, I chugged the rather bitter liquid quickly before sliding the container in my jacket pocket. I crossed the street minding for cars.

Alright. It was now or never.

Quickly marching over to him, the boy took notice of me right away. When I was finally in his face, I stared him dead in the eye. He gave me a questioning look but seemed to be holding back, waiting to see what I was doing. Before I could stop myself I leaned up on my toes and planted a strong kiss on his lips. They were surprisingly soft. The boy went stiff for a moment, not really responding; most likely out of shock. I took the opportunity to press my tongue to his lips before slipping it into his mouth. He tasted like candied ginger. My tongue touched his timidly till I felt his start to dance around mine.

It was all going well until I felt a hand grope my butt. What the hell?

Slap!

"Pervert," I snapped at him.

The boy looked half annoyed, half proud of himself. He rubbed his reddening cheek. "I'm not the one going around kissing people," he grumbled. Touché.

"That's still no excuse to grab my ass!"

"Juno?" I heard a confused Kazuma call out. "Why are you kissing Urameshi?"

Wait…what? I looked over to a perplexed looking Kazuma. Urameshi? I looked back at the boy I had just kissed. That's Urameshi?! Panicking, I franticly stumbled over my words to think of an excuse.

"Oh, well I thought he was someone I knew," was what I pathetically came up with. Terrible excuse... seriously so bad. Kazuma paused and stared wide eyed at me like I had grown a second head.

"What," I asked.

Then it clicked.

I understood what Kazuma said. And he could understand me. It worked! The kiss worked.

"J-Juno, you spoke Japanese," Kazuma gawked in disbelief.

"It would seem so," I replied sheepishly, trying to figure out how to explain this to him. I guess Shizuru failed to mention my plan to him. "It's a long story. But hey! On the bright side we can finally have a normal conversation."

"Yeah, but by what I can see you're not a normal girl," the boy Kazuma had called Urameshi chortled. He wiggled his eyebrows at me playfully. "Think I can get another kis-?"

Before he could finish his question, Kazuma whacked him hard on the head, causing the brown eyed boy to slump over.

"Shit Kuwabara, what was that for?!"

"Juno is a lady, Urameshi! Don't go making comments like that to her. Plus you have Keiko you punk," the taller boy's eyes were set ablaze in seriousness. I did my best not to laugh at the two of them. It was beyond obvious they were best friends.

"Uh," I waved a hand awkwardly between them. When they both looked over at me, I turned to Urameshi, "sorry about that, I promise I'll explain. But let me start the introductions off. I'm Juno King."

I reached out my hand to him. The boy stared at me like I was an idiot then shoved his hands back in his pockets. A bit flustered, he huffed and look up at the sky.

"Yeah well, I'm Yusuke," he gave me a quick side glance before turning and walking down the street. "Now let's go eat, I'm starved."

I was the last to finish my ramen. Pushing the ceramic bowl away from me, I sighed in content and looked at the two boys chatting. The first part of the conversation started with me, my bizarre relocation and my reasoning as to why I kissed Yusuke. The whole thing was just a hot mess to explain, but they both handled the information pretty well. Now Kazuma and Yusuke were talking. Mostly about the whole ordeal the dark haired boy had just gone though. I guess he was promoted to some type of detective. It sounded cool. Apparently he had just fought some demons that had stolen things from his boss.

That made me very curious. I wondered what demons looked like. Were they really the horrific apparitions that lurked in the darkness with red eyes, horns and fangs?

"Hey Urameshi you got anything going on for the three day weekend? I think I'm gonna check out this lady's-," Kazuma was cut off by Yusuke.

"Sorry man, but I've got plans. I've got a mission," Yusuke grumbled before he took a few gulps of his soda. Kazuma seemed a little butt hurt but quickly brushed it off.

"Well that's just fine! I didn't want to tell you anyway," Kazuma barked out obnoxiously. He grumbled under his breath and finished his soda as well.


"Master Genkai?" I asked, looking up from painting my toes. Kazuma sat next to me looking a bit more serious then what I was used to. He nodded his head and sighed.

"Yeah. She is a psychic I've been reading about. I think she could really help me out with all the funky stuff that's been happening with me."

"I didn't realize something was wrong."

Kazuma shook his head, "It's not that its wrong, it's just…" he paused for a moment. "I've been seeing ghosts a lot more. It's getting to the point I can't focus in school. This lady might be able to really help."

"Well then you should absolutely do it," I encouraged, painting my last nail purple. "You'll have to teach me what you learn."

Kazuma gave an excited giggle and sent me a thumbs up. "You know it!"


A/N: I don't know why but I loved writing the chapter! Hope you enjoyed it as much I did.