Dane Soar
Writer's block is a curse.
Chapter 6 Here We Go Again…
(Kurama's POV)
Yusuke turned back from the window and eyed Hiei. "How terrible is that wound?" he asked and I inwardly winced waiting for the angry comeback.
"Fine." Hiei grunted. "In a few hours it should be healed." 'So he says of course. There is a distinct difference between, healed and still sore.'
He unwrapped the white cloth from his arm and replaced it in its customary place around his neck, now that the gash on his arm had stopped bleeding he didn't need it.
Not that Hiei would ever admit it, but the wound was most likely giving him a lot of pain, it was clear in the way he frowned slightly and held a hand over the gash in his skin. But if he isn't going to mention anything I would not either.
"Are sure your gonna be alright?" Yusuke seemed disinclined to let the subject drop. "We still have three more Saint Bests to fight."
Hiei snorted inelegantly. "I know that. And if your counting me out, that means we only have three more fighters left and one of them," he shot a pointed look at Kuwabara putting extra emphasis on the last couple words. "is worthless."
The barb made a soft whistling sound as it went right over Kuwabara's head, "Hey don't be so hard on Kurama short-stuff! Aren't you two supposed to get along?"
Yusuke sighed in exasperation. "Maybe I'm going out of a limb here, but I think he meant you."
Glaring at Hiei, Kuwabara snarled. "Is that so? Then maybe," he drew himself up proudly, "I should show you something! What in the world do you think I was doin' for the last six months while you were off training with Genkai, Urameshi? Letting you get better than me? Hell no! Spirit Sword!" he held out a hand and as he concentrated on it an orange glow appeared and formed a sword of spirit energy, which he pointed at Yusuke triumphantly.
"Hey watch it!" The Spirit Detective snapped.
Kuwabara seemed to enjoy showing off his new skill. "Ya' see what I've learned Urameshi? I don't got to use the tip of that wooden sword to make it work anymore! It's just my pure energy! And I bet it could kick the crap out of your Spirit Gun!"
"That depends on which finger I use," muttered Yusuke presenting a finger that was not usually shown in polite company.
It was interesting that Kuwabara has such a remarkable ability; it could be useful later on. 'If we lived to that later on of course.'
Hiei's eye's narrowed slightly, the only change in his expression. "Well as it turns out he's only partially useless."
And again those two were at odds.
"Okay, wanna you die?" Kuwabara swung his sword to point it at Hiei threateningly.
A slow evil smirk spread over Hiei's face. "I dare you."
"Hey!" Yusuke butted in, wanting to avoid bloodshed and gave then both a 'quit it' glare.
"Yea, yea let him live," the tall red head muttered letting his energy sword drop. "I'm pretty sure he'll be saying sorry after he sees what else I can do! Sword get long!" he shouted and his sword glowed brightly shooting up toward the ceiling.
"Wow, it comes with a spear attachment," muttered Yusuke, coating his words in sarcasm.
"I can make it any size I want it to be," bragged Kuwabara, "I know when Genbu showed I got a little… what's the word?"
'Terrified is that word your looking for.'
He grinned sheepishly, "Freaked! But that's not gonna happen from now on, my friends! Because Kuwabara's got the good stuff and…" he broke off as the energy sword he'd summoned shimmered out of view, leaving him to wobble on his feet, "Don't worry guys," he grinned giddily. "sometimes the sword just makes me a little dizzy."
"Your not making us look good." Yusuke growled.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"And suddenly a ear splitting growl, no more a shriek, split the air into pieces and left us all wincing covering our ears, shaking the ceiling violently. Little pieces off mortar fell in a light shower of dust, indicating trouble to come.
"I don't know what kind of monster makes that sound," Kuwabara called out over the din, "but I got a hunch it's our next enemy!"
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The growl came again and this time a few stones started to fall from both the walls and the ceiling.
'That growl sounds familiar… very familiar. Oh no. Wait second, it's him, I remember him. And I wished I didn't.'
"That is Byakko. And he doesn't sound very pleased." I said. 'Not that he ever does sound anything but angry.'
Right on cue a large chunk of rock crashed down right in between Hiei and I, we both stepped casually out of the way in time to avoid being crushed.
At last Byakko stopped his ear-piercing howl, but the hall we were in was staring to collapse none-the-less.
"Let's go!" shouted Yusuke as the floor trembled under out feet.
We took fallowed his example and set off running.
(Hiei's POV)
As the scream of the second Saint Beast faded away we made it out from under the hall that collapsed behind us the impact slamming all of us together. We tumbled into a pile of arms, legs, and a damn sharp elbow in my ribs.
I bit the inside of my cheek as my arm flashed with pain. 'Damnit and Hellfire! Stupid toddler is going to die when I get out of here; this is far too much for my pride to take.'
Sinking my knee into the person who had their elbow in me, I was able to jump up and out of the pile and observed it from the outside.
"Urameshi! That was my stomach you put you knee in!" Kuwabara yelled as he struggled to disentangle himself.
"What are you talking about that's my stomach you put your knee in!" growled the Detective back to him.
"This is no time to be arguing." Kurama commented calmly. I would have laughed if it wouldn't have been so out of character, Kurama stood on the other side of the pile hands tucked into pockets, not a hair out of place. He must have ducked out of the pile after I did.
A sudden muffled beeping issued from the depths of were the two humans fought on the floor, the fight having erupted soon after the knee in the stomach episode.
Detective stopped punching Kuwabara long enough to dig the stupid purple communicator out of his pocket and toss it to Kurama, who caught it of course, then giving Kuwabara the Moron another final punch he stood up, took the thing back, and flipped the devise open.
(Yusuke's POV)
"Yusuke you've got to hurry!" Botan almost shouted as soon as she came into focus on screen. She looked worried.
'Really worried, and if Botan back in the human world was worried it didn't bode well.'
"What's the matter, Botan?" I asked leaning in so I could see her better.
After spraying something off screen Botan tucked the spray can she'd used back into her jacket. "Listen Yusuke. I think the Saint Beasts have launched another wave of insects! I found a whole batch by an elementary school!"
"They're attacking kids now?!" Kuwabara clambered upright and hovered over my shoulder a horrified expression on his face.
"That's right." nodded Botan gravely.
Frowning I asked her. "I thought you said these insects only like to take over the minds of depressed people!"
"Well that's because," replied Botan, hefting her bat onto her shoulder. "depressed people are more easily influenced. The same is also true for children, but if the bugs got into them I'm afraid… ah!" she looked up and broke off then suddenly the screen started moving so wildly that I couldn't see anything but a motion blur, like she was running.
After a few seconds of this I snapped. "Okay, you're afraid! I get it now finish your sentence!"
Botan held the mirror up as she ran so we could see her again. "Sorry, Yusuke but I'm being chased now!"
"You're being chased? Who by?" Kuwabara asked trying to wrest the Com. screen from me. I discouraged him with a solid punch to the gut that sent him to the ground busy trying to breath.
Sweating Botan glanced behind her. "By another guy under the control of the Makai Insects and this one looks especially unfriendly!"
"Just keep running!"
Botan wrenched a door open and darted through slamming it behind her. "I've knock out all the other victims just by sneaking up on them!" she moaned leaning against the door.
A fist came strait through the door and hit the Com. Mirror, Botan dropped it so all we could see was dirt.
More crashing in the background along with the sounds of Botan's heavy breathing. "Well can't you run away or something?" I asked the dirt that I could see, banking of the fact that she could probably hear me.
"Or call for aid." suggested Kurama.
"Or run away you mean!" Kuwabara corrected him.
There was a scream and a sold thunk of a medal bat on human skull, then nothing.
"Hey Botan!" I shouted trying not to think of who might have been hitting who, "Botan!" She fizzed into focus on screen and below her I could see a knocked out blue guy. "Hey you got him!"
"Well I'm not making a career out of this," Botan snapped, "you go and destroy that whistle before I have to fight the whole city!"
"Right," I nodded and tucking the Com. Mirror away just as another roar split through the air. "easier said than done."
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TBC2:30 (morning).
Kurama vs. Byakko coming up.