Author's Note: This chapter is composed of three mini-chapters that show the kinds of things that Kay is learning and doing. These lessons will reappear later on in "Her Secrets" They are deviations from the main track of the story, which picks up in the next chapter.

-Honeychica04

Secrets

Chapter Eleven

Mini-Chapter #1-Training & Aoshi

"Concentrate, Kay." Aoshi instructed. It furthered my desire to kill him. My mind, body, and whole entire being were being strained at the same time. My hand and arm were outstretched as far as they could be. All I could think about was holding the boulder. I was not being physically challenged to hold a boulder, though with all of my training that would have been cinch. Aoshi was testing my spirit energy strength. The boulder was actually a mile away and I was balancing it mentally meters above the surface. The trick to doing this was being able to concentrate on holding the bolder in the air and keep creating the energy necessary to maintain balancing the boulder.

I was struggling a bit as my boulder began to waver. It is hard to equally concentrate on both objectives. Most Energists could do this without emitting their spirit energy (it wouldn't glow) but I was glowing in purple, much to my annoyance. Only Aoshi was not concentrating on that yet.

"Now bring the boulder as close to us as possible. Don't worry if it falls, we're alone on this range and I will cover you." He added.

I was not supremely confident in my ability to carry this ton-weighing thing for a mile just by stretching my mind and spirit energy. My mind was telling my energy to mold the energy around the boulder and I was slowly carrying it back.

The process of building up and creating energy is sorta difficult to explain well, it would be easier if I had paid closer attention to Aoshi when he explained it anyway. See, the body has these energy centers called chakras or something…that are located in different areas of the body including the area between your eyes and your bellybutton. It's possible to feel a strong emotion or sensation in these areas; I do especially when someone touches me (no comment). My main sensitive area is the bellybutton (no comment) and when I it is stimulated by some positive activity (or a memory) (again, no comment) I can tap into this chakra. Depending on how strong the activity or memory is, I can create a strong quality and quantity of energy. The stress of doing this made my whole body tingle, which makes it harder for me to focus. Aoshi must have noticed me struggling because he stepped forward, looked at the boulder, and broke my hold. He then sent the boulder back to its original location. I fell to the ground, holding myself up by my arms. I began to pant as I restored my energy. That was not a good sign.

"You should not be breathing like that. If you were creating enough energy to balance yourself you would be standing like I am." Aoshi said, quietly.

"Why did you stop, me? I was moving the boulder, even if it was taking forever." I asked, still panting.

Aoshi walked in front of me and waited until I looked up to him.

"You were not focusing, Kay. Whatever memory or feeling you are using is not strong enough. As an inexperienced one, it is dangerous to push past you limit of exertion."

"Why?" I asked, curious. I wasn't arguing with him, I was still beat.

"Your training is not equal to the amount of power that you possess. There is an imbalance. You have to tap into that power slowly, if you rush the consequences are similar to-"

"Diffusing a bomb too quickly?" I had played many Bond video games and blown way too many a mission doing that.

Aoshi shot me a look.

"Something similar to that." He answered.

"Would I explode?" I cracked a smile, laughing at the idea. I stood up and wearily dusted myself off. When I did nor hear Aoshi snap at me or sneer, I looked back to him. The look in his eyes was enough to knock me back into the ground. The look was not overtly expressive; it was just a firm 'yes'.

"Wait. I can explode?…I can die doing this?" I sputtered.

Aoshi turned away from me and looked out into the horizon.

"When the hell were you going to tell me that? Before or after I spontaneously combusted?" I snapped. Aoshi was truly living foul for leaving that information out.

"It should not make much of a difference. Are you too fearful to continue your training?" He asked, bitterly.

"I am not going to stop my training. You should know me better than that. But when it comes to life and death matters, I'd appreciate an advanced warning, that's all." I told him.

"You have a lot of potential, but it is that mouth that gets in your way." He said.

"Speaking my mind is not a crime, you not speaking enough caused this conversation." I told him.

"Every action in life has consequences. Do you have any faith in my instruction?" Aoshi turned me and looked into my eyes. Instinctively I wanted to say no, since he had kept me in the dark but I knew better. Aoshi and I had only been working together for a few weeks and I had become so much more powerful. His job was to train me, not to kill me.

"Do I have a choice? Of course I have faith in this. Look at me I'm twenty times stronger, faster, sharper, and I'm even more sexy than before."

Aoshi frowned at that last part but he got the picture.

"Now back to this rock. I was thinking all those positive thoughts, so why couldn't I get it right?" I asked.

"Sometimes you need to change the focus of your thoughts. Have you ever strongly desired anything or anyone?" He asked me.

I froze and delved into my memory. Nothing came to mind.

"Normally I am the one desired." I informed him. Aoshi scowled and looked away.

"Think. I am sure you have been curious about something that you still don't know."

I did have a lot of questions in my life. I was not desirous to learn of my past, that still pissed me off. After a minute my thoughts returned to the day that I was attacked. I never did find out whose voice that was in the bookstore. Something was telling me that that was not a flirting attempt but unless I met the guy I couldn't be sure. I did like the way he spoke…scratch that…I loved that voice. I wondered if he had a body to match the voice…

"Aoshi, I think I have something."

Mini Chapter #2-Girls Madame Ona's

"And do you think I would ever have a shot?" Lynn asked me during our hour break. Ever since the girls found out that I was a model, they went from ignoring me to idolizing me. I hadn't told anyone but some girl apparently caught sight of me in her brother's copy of Martial Arts Weekly. Now girls were coming on to me trying to get connections and have me judge how pretty they were. I obliged because I did not want to get into trouble for being rude, or maybe I did not want to be rude. (Damn that charm school)

Immediately after word got out, I met Kaori, Mina, and Suki. They were three young demons that were also in the seduction class. They were vain, spoiled, fake, incredibly slow, and superficial but they were damn good company in this place. I never thought I would ever socialize with demons. I could laugh at and with them and they could not tell the difference. They had grown up way too quick (like I had) so they were cynical and crude which I found funny. Out of all of them I liked Kaori the best. She was the closest one to me as far as personality. They all copied me though. They would imitate my kimono patterns or the ways I decorated my bun. I stuck anything from feathers to little umbrellas in them. The only thing they did not take tips from me in was makeup. I hardly used it and they hardly left a clean area on their faces. MAC must have made money hand over foot from them. Madame Ona would get pissed because the makeup would cake on to their kimonos sometimes.

"What's up, Kay?" Kaori said as she and Mina joined me under a tree after Lynn left. Kaori cracked me up. Just because I was half African-American they thought I could play 'hood'. I had been to America two times briefly and the people I met there were not the ones on television. I may be hard but until now that was the life I lived. I can't even describe the nuts I used to live with. The hardest things these girls dealt with were the firmness of their pillows.

"Nothing." I put away a notebook I had been scribbling in. "What's up with you two?"

"A friend of mine is throwing a party in Tokyo. It's a huge party, well technically it is on his father's yacht." Mina said.

"We were wondering if you wanted to go." Kaori said.

"There's going to be tons of hot guys and rich guys. They're human of course but if you play your cards right they can be a lot of fun." Mina reached into her purse and stealthily pulled out a cigarette. Kaori followed suit and even produced a lighter. I wanted to smoke too but we were on Ona's property and I was in training. Besides, those two didn't offer me one.

"The party is on Saturday and Suki's sick. We need a third body to make an attractive trio and we figured a model would do." Kaori said.

Not when I looked better then the two of them combined, I thought to myself. Even if I was not able to go, I was not holding anyone's purse while they fooled around on the poop deck. Rich and hot guys were not even worth the trouble. They thought they were gods and girls were made to please them. They also had the smallest equipment and the most diseases. That's why I was not the fooling around type. I figured with all these consequences, it was too risky. Besides, I was way too fine to be someone's single mother because these guys were not the commitment seekers.

"No thanks. I've got plans." I lied.

"Another party?" Kaori asked.

"No, I'm just busy. Why don't you ask Mayumi, she looks like she appreciates a good time." I offered. Truthfully, she looked like a slut but I couldn't (well, I could but didn't want to) say that.

"No, not that whore. We want an attractive trio, she'll destroy the remnants of a good image that we still have." I laughed at that comment by Mina.

"That's like the third party you've skipped." Kaori said, disappointed. "I thought models partied, you are way damn too pretty to be a house mouse.

I sighed, she had a point there. I had been craving some action, maybe I would take them up on their offer…but then Madame Ona opened the class door. Seduction class was about to start.

Mini Chapter #3-Seduction in Motion

"Last question, ladies…" Madame Ona let her voice trail, indicating that she was searching for a victim. Regardless of the subject, all the teachers are the same. I had done my work and had been paying attention, but because I did not look like I was paying attention, she was going to call on me. It was also because I was special (Koenma didn't pull strings for anyone) and I was pretty and the old hag was jealous. I patiently waited for her to waste two seconds before she did the honor of calling on me.

"How about you, Miss Kamiya-Shina? According to Dr. Zafar what part of the body cannot lie?"

"The eyes." I said slowly just to irk her.

"Correct." Ona admitted, not seeming pleased I knew the answer. All teachers were like that. That pissed me off, I told Keiko all the time that you are damned if you do and damned if you don't.

"Now ladies, as we continue our sessions we will embark on the essence of women. Name several thinks that attract a man when he first comes across a woman."

"Her clothes." Mayumi said.

"Her figure." Another girl said.

"Her face." Kaori said.

"Fragrance." Some girl said.

"Her walk." I volunteered. Madame Ona frowned at me.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina has introduced us to our new lesson. We will be learning how to walk and receive different reactions. She ordered us to line our desks on one side of the wall. Some girls laughed but they did not realize the importance of walking. I made good money just by walking on a catwalk. But walking also brought out a feeling in me. I could feel the audience's energy when they focused on me. It gave me this feeling of power.

"Since our own Miss Kamiya-Shina is a model, she can demonstrate some of her walking styles to give us some insight.

I had not seen that one coming. But if Ona wanted a show I would give her one. I stood up straight, placed my shoulders back and kept my arms at my sides. I focused and did the walk I got paid for. All eyes were on me and I could feel the admiration, jealousy, and…was that a little lust?

"Observe class, do you see how young Miss Kamiya-Shina is demanding your attention. She exerts confidence with every step. Notice that she does not walk heavily, I do not want to hear any 'clacking' from your steps. The distances in between her steps are not too wide or too short. This is one of the best starts I've seen in this class."

I finished at the other side of the room, ready to choke Madame Ona. I may have been rusty by my walk was far from a "start".

"Did anyone find anything wrong or anything in need of a change?" She asked.

At first no one said anything but then Rei found something.

"Kay's walk," her voice wavered with fear, "it just seemed too professional, she looked too serious." A chorus of "yeahs" echoed in agreement.

"Miss Edogawa is right."

I remained cool, it meant that I had done it too well. It did not look horrible; it was just too unattainable, which I was.

"That is the reason I picked Miss Kamiya-Shina in the first place. I want you ladies to know that while form and precision are important, nothing surpasses confidence and natural grace.

The last time I had checked, I was not furry and living in a cage so she had no reason to assume I was a guinea pig. Despite her previous admonitions for this act, I crossed my arms to my chest and scowled. Ona had set me up to play the fool. I did not like the fact that she has anticipated my every move. My life had never been predictable.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina, please walk again but this time walk in your natural manner. I want you to be freer. I want you to know that this is not Milan so unwind and have fun. Show us your fun side."

Fun side? I did not have a fun side… and I wouldn't fake it. I wasn't some damn actress. I was not Susie Sunshine either. I refused to do anything else for her.

"No. Someone else can give it a try. I've already set the wrong example." I said in a nonchalant tone.

Everyone fell silent. The room was quickly overcome with a sense of discomfort. Each of the girls was nervous but the jealous were expecting my ass to be handed to me. Well, we'll see about that. Madame Ona's face just smiled.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina. I asked you to participate and you will do so." She said calmly.

"I declined and expect to be left alone. Please ask someone else." I said, just as calm. She was lucky that I was trying not to curse.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina you can either participate now or leave class for the day. I do not see the difficulty in the task." She warned.

"Just because something cannot be seen does not mean it doesn't exist." I said to her as I walked back across the room and grabbed my bag. I left the classroom. Unfortunately, Madame Ona followed me. She closed the door behind us and called to me in a growling voice that sounded inhuman.

"Miss Kamiya-Shina," I stopped and turned around, " don't you ever take that tone with me, I am your teacher and you will do what I ask."

I slouched, stuck out my hip, and rested my hand on it. This had better not take long.

"Was there some reason that you could not complete the task?" She asked.

"Not really. I just don't do freer." I said snidely.

"That is your only problem?" Her tone matched mine.

I stood up straight and looked her in the eyes.

"No, I did not like being used as a guinea pig."

Madame Ona frowned. "I see. The only problem is your ego. There are no Queens, divas, or –"

"Princesses?" I supplied for her.

"-In my school. You are very intelligent and talented, Miss Kamiya-Shina. Exceptionally gifted. But I am here to teach. I will help you to be freer. There are several exercises I will have you do during your detention." She said.

"Detention?" I eyed Madame Ona as if she were crazy.

"Either detention or expulsion." She smiled.

"Why?" I asked.

"No one walks out of my class, I throw you out." Madame and I exchanged a smile and returned to class.

Mini Chapter #4-Of Lying Babies & Spirit Detectives

"You must be shittin' me! Tell that young'n that I'm coming in or he's coming out!" I held the guard up against the wall by the throat.

"Please, Kay! Koenma says that he does not want to be disturbed, especially by you."

I raised an eyebrow and tossed the ogre to the side.

"Outta my way! He's too young to know what he wants!" I stormed into Koenma's office to find him facing forward with his little feet barely sitting on the table. His chair was propped up as high as he could get it. His ogre manservant, George, was standing beside him taking notes. Koenma was eating a rice cake and apparently watching a movie on the wiewscreen to the left of me.

"Obviously, I'm not disturbing much." I mumbled. Koenma nearly fell out of my chair at the sound of my voice.

"What are you doing in here? Guard!" He called.

"He's wavering in between concussion and coma right about now." I said, taking a seat. Koenma gulped and his eyes widened in fear.

"Aoshi's working wonders." He mumbled.

I flexed my muscles and let him see my toned arms.

"Oh, boy. Ogre, stop the tape for a moment." He ordered.

"Yes, Koenma sir." The ogre listened. He seemed pleased to see Koenma look so uncomfortable. Koenma sat upright his chair and sighed.

"What seems to be the problem, Kay?" He asked.

"Besides you pissing me off with the security? A whole damn lot! I came over here for a legit and peaceful reason and you tried to give me the bum rush!"

"I told you that you were not allowed in here when you first came here."

"How can I talk to you, then? I've had it with you bothering me when I'm asleep."

"Forget it. What did you come here for, besides giving me gray hairs?"

"Ummm, you would need hair to get those, genius." I snapped. "ANYWAY, I realized that despite my classes, I still don't know a lot about demons and stuff. I'd make one sorry Energist Princess if I don't know a goblin from a demon."

"You have a valid point. I will arrange for you to be tutored on these matters." He offered. "Now go on and get ready for Aoshi." He shooed.

"Aoshi's not going to be around for three weeks, he has to participate in his army rotation. I have to await instructions on how to train without him." I said. " Now that I'm here," I made myself comfortable, "you can't get rid of me. You should be ashamed for keeping out in the dark so long." I teased.

Koenma put on a sad act. He let fake tears well up in his eyes and he pouted the best he could with that pacifier in his mouth. He even allowed himself to blush with embarrassment.

"You're right, I'm highly ashamed and embarrassed. I think I need time alone to think about my actions…" He attempted to kick me out.

"Look, what are you trying to hide? Particularly from me?" I asked.

Koenma opened his mouth to speak and I could tell he was about to lie.

"Listen," I pointed to him warningly, "if I was born at night, it wasn't last night. The cheese has not slipped off my cracker and I get to school by car and not the short yellow bus."

"In other words?" Koenma asked.

"Don't try to play me." I said, curtly.

"Fine." He submitted.

I looked towards the viewscreen, which was bright blue because the tape had stopped.

"What are you watching?" I asked.

"NYPD Blue-Screen."

A good, swift smack let him know how I felt about that one.

"Koenma, sir!" The ogre jumped up. What happened next was a huge step for me. My anger at Koenma and my desire to be undisturbed must have been great because I felt a sudden increase in my energy level and the ogre was sent flying across the room and into the wall. I had not physically touched him, but I had touched him. My energy was strong enough to strike him down. I laughed in excitement.

"Incredible. All this after a few months?" Koenma said, his voice small with intimidation. He chuckled lightly and then muffled a groan.

"Yeah, Aoshi says that I have potential." I said, softly.

"You're skills are definitely rivaling those who have come before you." Koenma said, frowning.

"Including Yusuke's, Koenma sir, she's almost as strong as he was on the tape." The ogre said.

"A tape? Of Urameshi in action? Ogre could you bring me a better chair when you get it together? I want to watch."

Koenma shook his head violently.

"Aww, what's the big deal? I'm not Urameshi's friend; I'm not going to want to get involved with anything he does. I don't want to be some damn spirit detective, now play the damn tape."

Koenma shouldn't have let me watch the tape. I was more impressionable than I thought. Apparently, Yusuke was fighting some freak with antennas in a tower. I watched Yusuke struggle as the guy kicked his ass and tried to kill Keiko. I flipped out. I could not stand not being around, even though at that time I could not have helped. Yusuke impressed me with the way he was able to save the day and from then on I vowed that I was going to kick some ass too.

"I can hear the gears turning in your head and the answer is no, Kay." Koenma said.

"Don't count me out, yet." I said slowly. I picked him up and cradled him in my arms. He immediately squirmed.

"This is not going to work, Kay. You're not going to work with Yusuke on his cases. You don't know how much trouble I would be in if you were harmed."

"I would not get harmed." I said softly in a voice that resembled a mother talking to a child she was trying to put to bed. "I promise, Koenma." I gently stroked his forehead. I was a sucker for babies.

"Nu..nuh…n…no, no Kay! Cut this out!" Koenma tried to resist but it was futile. He blanked out for a second (perverted, I know).

"What happened?" He asked.

"You were just about to let me work with Yusuke and Kuwabara on the next case." I told him.

"No, I was about to send you to your room and tell you to never enter my office again." He came to.

"What if-?" I began.

"No!" He shouted.

"Forget you, Koenma!" I walked out of his office. I was going to prove to Koenma that I could cut it. I was growing boring by just training and working. I resolved to do the normal activity for when I was pissed and that was to catalogue shop. If you can't beat them, whip the hell out if their wallets.

Once I had grown tired, I curled up under the covers with a copy of Sense and Sensibility. It was obvious that my life was over as I knew it, even though I liked to read. I was not the Kay that I liked. I had to put the book down. I had been doing schoolwork, training, wearing kimonos, and following rules! I had not once tried to break out of here. I even wanted to work with…Yusuke?

"WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?" I screamed. I was not even wearing sexy pajamas…something was wrong.

"C'mon, Kay. This is not you." I got up and looked at myself in a full-length mirror. I saw the polished girl with the body that always allowed me to have some fun. I needed some fun and if Koenma wasn't going to let me have fun then I would find it for myself…

Coming up in Secrets: Kay's life gets the action that she desired, but in an unexpected form, fortunately it is a good-looking form. See Kay's seduction skills get put to the test in Chapter Twelve: Here comes trouble, dressed in a great suit.