Author's Notes: The next few chapters are going to center on Kay and her development as an Energist and a Princess which will be necessary to understand some things that will occur later on in the story. Don't worry though, it won't be long until the guys, along with someone special, are back the picture…and Kay will have some things to show them.

Diclaimer: Seeing as there are no royalty checks or anything coming my way, I can honestly say I do not own YYH.

Her Secrets

Chapter Ten: Baby Steps on the Road to becoming Kayashira

After living here with the dead for three weeks, I can honestly say that I wanted to die. But it would only backfire because it would still mean seeing their faces. Living here was like living in an office building that was active twenty-four seven. There were phone calls at all hours, non-stop faxes, and creatures running in and out. I know death waits for no one but I wished it would take a break after midnight so a girl could get some sleep.

What I needed most was some rest. Koenma had thrown me into training two days after I had come to. My new sensei was named Aoshi. He was about twenty-six and one of the most handsome men I was ever going to meet. If he were not such a hardass and my sensei, I would have gone for him. He was an Energist Reiki master who would train me from the minute I left school until whenever. That meant menial objectives like eating, grooming, and resting were all optional. I admit that I had no clue what I was coming into but the things he had me do were mind-boggling. I had to meditate on a bed of needles on the first day of training.

"You must be crazy, I'll do no such thing." I had told him in my practice arena.

Aoshi looked at me darkly with his piercing dark eyes. He was ripped, all seven feet two inches of him. He worked in a tight tank mostly due to the fighting. His dark hair traveled long past his back in a tightly held ponytail. He was clearly annoyed.

"Lady, I will not argue. You will get on this bed of nails." He said, calmly. His voice was very low and very deep.

"Hey, I know you may want to get me in bed but I'd prefer a regular mattress." I said with a grin.

After that particular comment, I found myself being lifted and placed on the bed. Aoshi had not even lifted a finger but I knew he was the one who did it. I was surrounded by his energy.

"That was a complete waste of time. Do you want to be our princess or not?" He asked.

I was not at a comfortable position when he asked the question. I was trying to adjust to not moving and being still. Funny, it could not stop me from being a wiseass.

"You're the first person to ask me that question. I never had a choice." I told him.

"Has anyone ever talked to you about your duties…or your fate?" He asked, amazed.

"Nope." I answered shortly.

"You need to know that this is not a game. I'm not here to play with you." He said, sternly.

"Trust me," I said through gritted teeth, "this is in no way fun."

"Relax, Kayashira. Energists are the most serene creatures on Earth. You can only let your energy storage level grow by having tolerance." I listened to him and realized it was not too bad.

After our first night training, Aoshi had taken me back to the regular world (unfortunately for unspecified reasons I had to be blindfolded). He led me to this hill which gave us a great view of the moon. We sat on the hill and decided to give me a why-we-are-here/ history-of-our-people speech. The entire concept was a bit shifty and Aoshi left out a lot of things, making the initial story confusing. The brief and most clear version of his story is as follows:

Since the beginning of time, there had been demons and humans. They lived in two separate worlds without knowledge of each other. Then, unknown to most, there was a breach that created a tunnel with such a small opening that only the most powerful and craftiest demons could travel through. Apparently a male and female, which were siblings, had the ability to assume the identity of humans. They disguised themselves as a pair of teenaged siblings. They posed as orphans and were greatly welcomed by a small village outside of Kyoto. The siblings grew to love and admire the serene and tranquil nature of the people. The village was kept clean and the villagers were all exceptionally healthy. It was common for them to grow well over six-foot, stay lean, and in shape. After some time the demons revealed themselves, taught, and gave spirit gifts to the villagers including the specific villagers with whom they had fallen in love with. These villagers received abilities to create and change sources of energy. They could transfer, take, and change sources of energy. The children made from the union between the demons and villagers were more powerful than then the other villagers. Seeing their potential, the female demon divulged all of her secrets to her children and all but one to her brother's. This caused a riff among the two demons and they engaged in a moonlight battle. Unfortunately it resulted in a deathmatch and they killed each other.

As time went on, the lineage lines grew long and the Energists grew more powerful. And along with the power grew wisdom. Their energy was like a blank canvas and they were able to master anything, making them the most powerful beings on Earth. They also became skilled enough to cross into the demon world and kick ass there too.

The descendants of the demon-human relations rose to the top of the Energists. If you're smart you can guess that Aoshi and I are among those descendants. (But Aoshi and I are not related.) My particular lineage directly descends from the female demon, making my sperm donor (I'll be damned if I called him daddy.) the King. The dissenting side, our cousins, descend from the brother.

Aoshi has taken his skills seriously. He can created many different weapons, including katanas, with his spirit energy. He proceeded to slash at a tree at least fifty times in a blink of an eye. Then he knocked down a series of trees without moving or using a rei-blast. He stood there and focused on them, then I felt a ripple of energy emit from his body and hit the trees. I even moved as the ripple went through me. I looked like a wide-eyed child at an amazingly sick magic show. Not to mention that Aoshi looked even hotter displaying that strength. Despite Aoshi's ability to look good, I was hooked on training and hoped to learn even more after school was over.

This leads me to school, Madame Ona's Academy for girls. As you may know, I am not the Keiko type of student. I'm smart and I even skipped a grade, which is not an easy or feasible thing done in most schools. My presence is not even needed full time, so I came in two or three times a week when necessary and did work on the road. Those corrupts assholes they called teachers (Sarayashiki Jr. High was crawling with them) refused to put in any effort and they got paid to be there. At first, Madame Ona was nearly making me miss those chuckleheads. This midget bitch (No midget does not describe her level of bitchitude, she was barely four and a half feet.) was involved in every aspect of her charm (wink, wink) school.

Madame Ona's school began to promptly at seven o' clock (in the got damn morning). That meant I had to wake up at five-thirty my time. Koenma's place had tons of clocks with different times. I had to dress in the uniform, which consisted of a blue kimono in almost any pattern I chose. Appearance to her was very important, which meant I had to dress very carefully. She practically ripped me apart on my first day. Koenma had sent me with two Energist bodyguards. I believe I was the only secret celebrity.

When I stepped into the large Victorian home (there are tons of them in Japan), a large carpeted room with three grand staircases greeted me. Down the center staircase walked the smallest woman I had ever seen. Her hair was tied back in a very tight bun. Her face did not reveal her true age. Madame Ona had to have been pushing sixty but she looked twenty years younger. Madame wore a little makeup. Her jewelry and kimono were extravagant though. You could tell by the design that it was not of the mill. Madame Ona was pretty, for an old girl. The only feature about her that I did not like was her eyes. They were large, like an owl's. When she looked at you, she definitely saw all of you. When she set her eyes upon me for the first time, a chill came over me and I knew that I did not like her. A slow smile spread across her face. I cannot explain how it happened but my mind was filled with intrigue, just from a smile. My dislike for her instantly vanished and I could not move. Even my bodyguards remained still.

"Welcome, Miss Kamiya-Shina, it is a pleasure to have you join my school. I am Madame Ona, you're headmistress." She daintily extended her hand to mine. I inhaled this scent of what seemed to be some exotic flowers. The scent was so intoxicating that I instantly fell into this comfort zone. I lifted my hand and we shook hands. As we shook hands, her eyes closed and opened sharply seconds later. I quickly let go and wondered if I had "energized" her. I had not because all she said was.

"For such a pretty girl, you're hands are entirely too rough and your handshake too firm. We have a lot of work to do. Koenma owes me a huge favor."

Something told me that since I was going to be a student for indefinite amount of time that I should refrain from snapping on her. Too bad I only listened to Kay and not to something…

"Excuse me, but what are you trying to say?" I asked, barely taking the attitude from my voice. Madame Ona did not even blink, if I had struck a nerve there was no way I could tell.

"I see the brains are not equivalent to the exceptional beauty. There is no need for any clarification of my comments as there is no need for arguing. And if I were you, Miss Kamiya-Shina, I would keep my outbursts to a minimum."

Madame Ona turned around and motioned for me to follow. I entertained the idea of turning around and leaving. Yet I knew I was going to have to hear the baby fussing with me and that was not going to happen. I followed her keeping my hands behind my back so I would not hit her.

"Please keep your hands at your sides, Miss Kamiya-Shina. It is not appropriate to keep your hands behind your back."

I inwardly sighed; this was going to take a minute to get used to.

For the first three hours, I was placed in a room with thirty other daughters of affluent backgrounds. Three hours were spent on academics. I was instantly the odd girl out. When I stepped into the classroom, all eyes fell upon me. These girls were well polished and some were very beautiful but none of them held a candle to me. I saw some narrow their eyes at me in judgement while some stared at me in awe. I got those reactions quite frequently from females. Judging by the uniform way their desks were organized as well as the stiff way they were sitting, I could tell they had been students for awhile. They even wore their buns just like Madame Ona. The instructor was this young woman who had to be on her toes because she was teaching four different years of high school to different girls. I was the only senior in the school, however. She appeared to be kind and soft spoken so I began plotting how I was going to get over.

After those classes were over, Madame Ami taught charm classes that ranged from table setting, how to properly close sliding doors, how to serve tea, table etiquette, and a zillion other things I thought were a waste. I can honestly say that I hated those classes. If my shoulder slouched one degree, then I was in violation. They called you out in front of everyone. I could and did take the criticism but I would get so pissed off that I could hardly resist hauling off on her and her assistant, Mr. Juso (a "very" interesting character…). They would have us practice walking with books on our heads, cross our legs, and begin ballroom dancing lessons. I did like learning how to ballroom, I loved to dance. After three hours with them, we were given an hour to eat. Fifteen girls were allowed to go home. I was curious about why I had to stay when they bounced but quickly learned it was another surprise of Koenma's.

Madame Ona had not taught any of the classes in her charm school. She just supervised and would disappear for most of the day. I was surprised to see her at the podium when we returned from our break. I had not talked to any of my new classmates so I was clueless.

"Today, you gifted young women are going to embark on your second stage of training. As you are students of the other world, except for Miss Kamiya-Shina." I looked around with interest, all of these girls had seemed human. "In order to advance in the other world, females need to learn the art of seduction and manipulation."

I raised an eyebrow, this was not the "charm" that I expected, but it would work. Becoming a seductress was a pretty interesting concept. The other girls did not seem to be interested. In fact, they seemed to be disgusted.

Sissies, I thought to myself. This was going to be the best class, ever. I was ready to learn some sexy dances and smoke those cigarettes with the long holders and talk in a seductive voice.

But something (never shuts up, that something) told me I was expecting too much from a school that had given me an introduction to doilies only hours ago. Something was right because the next thing I knew, I was given several books. One was an introduction to psychology, a dictionary, a thesaurus, a Jane Austen novel, and several guides. I had to ask why we were reading so much material for a seduction class.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina, seduction is not just physical action. It is all mental. You must arouse the mind in order to arouse the body. That is why I have assigned these books. Intelligence is very alluring, the more one knows, the more they can talk about. That is why you have a dictionary and thesaurus. You must also learn about human nature, which is why you girls will embark in psychology. Each of you will also inform me of any talents or hobbies that you have and we will work with those and any of your personality flaws."

I inwardly sighed again, why couldn't I have been born a peasant?

Another visit from Koenma

As soon as I got back to spirit world, I had to train with Aoshi. I was exhausted by the time my day was over. I was just about to enjoy my insulting five hours of sleep when I got a visit from the little prince. He stumbled his way into my room and hopped on to my bed. I shot him a look that clearly let him know how welcomed he was.

"Yo," I said, my voice slightly gruff, "What did I say about walking in and out like that? Either you knock or I'll knock." I threatened. Koenma stood in between my legs, giving me a look of pure curiosity.

"You'll knock?" He asked.

"Right," I rolled over to my stomach; "I am going to knock your ass out."

"I see. So this is where my tuition is going? Madame Ona normally breaks girls in after day one." He said.

I rolled back over and faced him.

"No one breaks me…look, what do you want? I've trained, studied, and my room is clean?"

"I came to see how you are adjusting to your new life." He said.

"I know you've already talked to Madame Ona and Aoshi, so you tell me what they said." I yawned. "And I'll tell you the truth."

"Fair enough. To my surprise they say you are a promising student. Their only issues lie in that temper, stubborn nature, and your mouth." He explained.

"Yeah, well I aim to please." I sat up and Koenma returned to his spot in the gap between my legs. "I'm trying here but they will not talk to me any which-a-way." I clarified.

"You sound like a princess already." He muttered. "Listen, Kay. You have quite a future ahead of you. Don't mess this opportunity up. Take a page from the book of Yusuke."

I fell on to my back and howled with laughter. Koenma stepped on my chest and looked down on me. He frowned, but I could tell he regretted using Yusuke as an example.

"Aww, come on Koenma, you can laugh!" I poked him in his soft tummy.

"Heh…heh…hee…hee!" Koenma began to laugh and we both cracked up.

"That was rich." I said after a deep breath. "Okay, so what else did you want?" I asked.

"What?" He asked, feigning confusion.

"You did not come in here for a three-second pep talk. Out with it."

"You're father and I have received an opportunity to look into your past lifestyle." He said to us.

"A.K.A. Background check." I nodded.

"You have to be monitored at all times for your protection and we understand that you've been known to sneak out of your other homes. Since that cannot happen, we can only allow you to spend Saturdays in spirit world with Botan."

"Gee, thanks." I was dying to socialize in the freakworld. "I don't have a deathwish but I want to be able to keep in touch with one friend." I deserved that much.

"That is all it takes to keep you out of trouble?" He asked.

"No, but it's a start. Now, if you'll excuse me," I fell on to my back, " I need my sleep."

"I'll see what I can do." He said.

Koenma jumped off my bed and began to leave.

"Hey, I never look for trouble, trouble finds me." I told him the one line that summarized my life.

He shot me a look that showed me he didn't believe me and I let him go.

I then wrote Keiko a letter explaining my circumstances as best I could. I knew that she was worried and I didn't have a clue when I would see her so it would have to do.

The turns in my life had taken continued uneventfully for the next two months. I felt like a caged bird after awhile so I had to suppress it but at least I was learning some new things.

Coming up in "Her Secrets": Kay is going to have to adjust to her classes and training in the next three mini-chapters and then things are going to pick up when a new man moves into her life…and possibly her heart. Check out what happens in Chapter Eleven: Training & Aoshi, Friends Madame Ona, and Of lying babies & Spirit Detectives.