XII
Complication
InuYasha and Yu Yu Hakusho do not belong to me.
Everyone inside the house was sound asleep.
When Kagome and Sango returned that night, they briefly explained what happened when they were each taken away and reassured them that there was nothing else to worry about.
Yes, they knew that they were now on track, it felt right. When Kagome agreed made the deal with Koenma just hours before, it was only because her…instinct, her energy told her to. But that was behind them now, the only thing that Kagome or Sango did not mention was how they discovered themselves, how they came to meet, how they knew about the monsters on the outside world.
In Sango's room, it was dark save for the moonlight that gave the soft pink walls a weird type of glow. As the pink walls cascaded down into the soft golden brown carpet, you could clearly see the large queen sized bed with matching coverlets, a soft rusted pink with golden pillows, all of which now crowded around Sango's head.
But it wasn't the scene of young sleeping girl; instead, wide brown eyes stared at the matching golden brown ceiling.
She was thinking faintly about the transformation of the guest room which was now her room.
So many things happened today.
Sango craned her neck to look at the clock on the side of her desk, well yesterday.
She supposed that in her situation she should be worried about the prophecy becoming active but how could she when the danger hadn't reached her?
Almost being captured and possibly killed by the detective agency? That wasn't danger, just a minor annoyance.
And while it was true that neither she nor Kagome was immortal, she knew, had confidence that they could not, and would not be killed easily. And if one of them were killed, then it would be a blood thirsty revenge on the murderer and the ones attached to him.
Slowly, Sango ran a shaking hand over her head, she felt so nauseated when they got back, thanks to portal hopping and being knocked out, she didn't eat, but now she just felt weak. But she didn't feel like going downstairs to get something to eat, her mind was on Bankotsu.
What if he found someone else?
But thinking about that, she couldn't really blame him, she had stood him up for 500 years, and he seemed like he wanted to be friends. Unlike Miroku who just looked bored the whole time. Unlike Miroku who walked off and a few minutes later found another girl to flirt with.
Bankotsu wanted to make sure she was safe, and even seemed to want to take her home. She sighed; there wasn't really love there, just a fascination and her vulnerability working together against her. They would be friends; she understood and realized that she could calmly expect that. She would just draw the line if he became too friendly.
Slowly she pushed back her blankets and sat up on the edge of her bed. A new time, a new world.
Her hands cupped in front of her and she easily pooled her aura into them, but the matter wasn't lose, it tightened and formed into a small shape, as a small and as round as a pearl that floated in front of her with a soft pink glow. A new family, a new mission.
She couldn't help her smile, tears welled up in her eyes and the pearl evaporated when she heard something outside of her window.
She sniffed. Something small was scratching at her window pane. She sighed, "Buyo must have gotten locked out somehow." She mumbled and walked to the window as the fat cat meowed.
But when she opened the window screen, it wasn't a fat cat that immediately jumped into her arms, burying its small head into her neck, and then purred.
Sango quickly held back the animal and as she looked into those red eyes, she laughed and hugged it feverously, "Kirara!" she exclaimed, now spinning around in the room.
But before she could step back, the small fire neko jumped out of the window pane and transformed in the air, now floating by the sill, her back toward Sango.
The young taiji-ya looked back behind her room, she was fine flying in her pink tank top and gray sweats. She slipped on a gray jacket and hopped onto the window and flew with Kirara in the dark morning sky.
'Just like old times.'
A pair of crimson eyes followed after them, staring at the blazing trail in the sky.
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For the first time, Hiei felt…dirty, prying into the mind of the young girl, he had no idea that he would feel that way, the opposite of what he wanted, satisfaction.
It wasn't hard to track her down; Kirara had helped him out plenty of times and on some of their journeys, would mention Sango. It was the least he could for the neko's help, after all, were they not siblings of the same element.
His eyes glistened back to the long faded trail blaze, he wondered who Miroku was.
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"Kagome…Kagome…!" someone sighed, and then took a deep breath, "KAGOME!"
"AH!" the raven squeaked, jumping abruptly from the bed. Her sapphire azure eyes quickly scanned the room, doing a full round then landing back on Sango, sitting on the edge of her bed, "School is closed for the holiday…" she mumbled automatically and tried to lay back down, but Sango quickly pulled her up. Kagome groaned and glanced down at her lap, noting the sleeping Kirara.
She stared…
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… "Whoa Kirara!" she exclaimed and scooped the kitten into her arms, obviously awake now. She petted the kitten's fur, earning a purr.
Sango giggled and smiled, a part of her wondered why they had a random holiday in the middle of the week, but brushed it off, "She isn't the only visitor we've had Kagome."
Kagome glanced up at Sango, feeling a little sheepish since she didn't tell her about Mr. Laze, it's not like she wanted to keep anything, she just rather show her when she got the chance. "Who else?" she asked innocently.
"Bankotsu."
"Really?" for some reason, Kagome had a picture of InuYasha in her mind, and felt a little disappointed when Sango hadn't said such name, but his name made the image morph into Sesshomaru, her heart stuttered. "That means Sesshomaru must have found us."
"You think so?" Sango was off the bed now, and rummaging through Kagome's closet. "These things don't even fit you anymore." She muttered and started making a pile that grew over seconds. "We should go shopping again soon, for real cloths."
"Sure." Kagome answered both questions at once, "We left both Kirara and Shippo in their care and Banky was also residing with him last."
Sango nodded, "True, true."
"How did you meet him?"
"He was subbing for Mr. Laze…" replied Sango.
"Speaking of Mr. Laze…." Kagome said her eyes widened as she got up from bed, she didn't want this information to come back and bite her in the butt later.
"He's a demon! I knew it!" Sango cheered.
"But an Ally."
It was Sango's turned to be disappointed, "Who is he?"
Kagome giggled, and then shook her head, "You wouldn't believe it…"
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Kurama's fist landed hard in the side of the punching bag, yokai enforced.
His hair as in a pony tail and he wore nothing but a black pair of boxers, his shirt cased aside. The red head frown, glancing up at Hiei, "Sango knows Kirara?"
"Hn." He replied, leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest and his boxing gloves laid aside. "I don't make a habit of repeating my self fox."
"I know I know..." He rushed in, "but it's strange." Kurama continued his workout. "Kirara isn't to seen since the whole neokomata incident a few centuries back."
"Hn. They aren't ordinary shrine maidens…" Hiei repeated Koenma's statement.
Kurama nodded between thrusts. "They have training and control over their spiritual powers. I think they are some how connected to the Shikon Jewel…"
Hiei scoffed, "Don't be so foolish, you know that thing vanished centuries ago."
"I know, I know. But Kagome…" he slide back on his heel and twisted his body with grace, his round house kick sailed into the bag and threatened to knock it off. He shifted from boxing to western kung fu with ease. "She knew more than any human should." He processed the memory on the first in class, and allowed Hiei to run through it.
"Hn." 14 minutes passed.
"Now you see my point."
"Genkai may know something." The shadow stood, "I'll go talk to her."
"Yes, but we best keep silent about this from Koenma, we only have theories."
And with that Hiei vanished.
'You sure do think about her a lot for someone so…uninteresting.' He didn't reply, in his mind Kagome was just a mystery, that was all. And when the mystery was solved, she would cease to cloud his mind.
Yoko chuckled, 'Sango is even more of a mystery than Kagome, she looks at everything with wonder. Her adoption records…she doesn't even have real birth records. Yet I don't see images of her warming your bed. Admit it Minamino…"
'Okay! She fascinating!' Kurama exclaimed and fell back until he landed on a work out bench behind him, and his hand raked the side of his face. But it's only a fascination!' he continued, and once again Yoko only chuckled.
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"Spirit Gun!"
The giant oni quickly fell on top of the giant heap of demons.
"Urameshi! There is no way these are only F ranked!" Kuwabara called from the other side of the soccer field. And he was right, these were too big, too powerful for that rank, they were more like D's. Easy to kill, but stronger than the barrier should allow.
Kuwabara sliced through another head, and just as he looked up he saw another yokai fly towards Yuske's blind spot.
He rolled and struck a sword into his lower back bone. "What's going on?" he cried.
He had remembered tagging alone with Yuske when Keiko sent them to retrieve her and Botan's books they had left behind, next thing they knew, Fog was every where and the spiritual atmosphere changed, and all hell broke lose.
They had stepped onto another plane, and they wouldn't be leaving until its' creator was destroyed.
A sinister laugh echoed through the field, but the voice was so shrill it was hard to tell if it was a male or female and as it died down it was replaced with a milky fog.
From a few feet away, Yuske could still see the burnt orange head that was Kuwabara, but everything else gave way to the gravity trapped clouds, but another thing he noticed was a snake like movement lurking across the damp grass. It was moving like a snake, more like searching for something, and Yuske could bet his invisible pay check that it wouldn't mind taking him.
He began to make away slowly, cautiously aware of his own movements and the sounds his feet made in the grass and mud.
Kuwabara hadn't noticed the still silence enough to know that something was wrong. He turned his head to the right and saw Yuske backing away at a steady pace, his eyes on the ground and when he saw Kuwabara; he only stopped for a split second to put his finger over his mouth, and then continue to back away further from him.
But he advanced forward, and practically yelled, "What do you think your doing Urameshi! Backing away like some kind of idiot away from me….are you playing charades or something!?"
Is he really that stupid!?! Yuske thought, and could not avoid the tentacle lashing out, as quickly as a viper, and wrapping him around his ankle. He would have though he would be strong enough to shake the dull thing loose, but the strength of this appendage was so strong that he felt like a cheap plastic action figure.
He descended into the fog, and he gave up the struggle, saving his strength for whatever had planned on eating him or whatever it wanted. He shuddered and chocolate eyes glanced back to see that the fog was actually following him, moving like someone was commanding the very wind.
Whatever they were in, what ever he was in, some kind of dimension was now being made into something smaller.
He felt the advance stop, but not before he could notice that he might have been well in the middle of this thing he was in. Slowly he stood, unsteady from being dragged around at first, and he wiped his blood and mud encrusted nails on his shirt. The laughter, the same one from before echoed through the fog.
His eyes darted around, chocolate trying to peer through milk white, but to no avail, he found nothing. Just more fog.
He arched forward and settled into a mid crouch, and his hand balled into fists before he rested on the ground, "Who are you…" his voice was cautious, slow.
It could still hear him, and to his agitation, it laughed again, but it was close enough for him to figure out that this thing was actually a girl. He mentally scoffed, a girl he could take.
"Fierte." The voice answered, and Yuske arched a brow. He was sure that was French for something."
But he returned the smile, to match the pleased tone of the hidden woman before him, "Yuske."
She giggled lightly, and he could hear her voice circle around him. She was pacing, "Oh, I know who you are." Her voice didn't falter its laughter. "I see it all in your eyes. Such a weak human." She commented with a matter of factly tone.
Her voice was growing distant, but he still looked around to see, "Weak?" he almost coughed. He saved the world, how many times now? Fought how many people to near death and a little girl was calling him weak!?
"And this is coming from a rank G demon?" he glanced at his watch; it measured spiritual energy, and laughed, "You don't even reach the danger scale lady."
She didn't respond, and these few seconds of silence was eerie. His neck prickled on the back of his neck and the very few things he could hear was his own heart beat.
The before shock hit him and he quickly ducked, the slash shaped bolt of energy parted the white fog, but it only refilled the aerial gap.
Less then a second passed when he sent a sweep kick across the ground determined to disable his foe, but he met air, and he felt something tap his shoulder, without hesitation he turned on his heal and shot up ward, "Shot gun!" he should have gotten something within the torso range, but his blast only met air.
He cursed under his breath and the girl answered with a laugh, "Cocky aren't we?"
"What are you!?!" he roared, why was his so agitated, why did he feel the need to prove himself.
He knew that this emotion was wrong but he couldn't control it. Somehow, she insulted him, and his pride would not, could not let it go.
He was blinded, and soon enough another energy blast came soaring his way. There was no time to evade, no time to block it and so he took it, and the crackling blast seared into his shoulder, he screamed in pure agony.
The attack wasn't meant to tear at his flesh, he could feel the wound on the inside, somehow bleeding his soul.
He fell to the ground; brown eyes could suddenly see amber ones. So bright they shone like gold. She was strangely beautiful. A teal gray braid hung over her right shoulder, and swung lightly in her hand. Her skin was a porcelain green, a crimson dress, styled in the style of a Chinese waitress, wrapped around her curves in a delicious manner. But her face was so child like, and she could only have been 4'6 at the most.
This little girl had brought him down.
Even as she spoke, the air of which she breathed was filled with child like innocence, and so much joy shone in her eyes.
She took a step back as Yuske stood, dropping her braid and raising her hand to settle a strand of hair back into place.
She smiled, "I am your weakness. I am your strength."
Yuske's eyes widened as another blast erupted from her upturned hand.
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"Kuwabara, what are you talking about?!" Koenma sat on edge at his desk, eyes wide and paper falling everywhere around his room.
The orange haired brute growled, and rattled the communicator in his hand, "What do you mean!?! Something's going on here and Urameshi is in deep trouble!" his point was proven when he heard Yuske's scream. But nothing could be seen, no battle. Just Yuske's screams and sounds of some blast. It was freakin' him out!
Koenma heard it as well, "Save him Kuwabara! What are you standing around for!?!"
"What do you think I've been trying to do." He sobbed when he heard a crack, a female's grunt and Yuske's scream again.
Someone was laughing. He shuddered. "All I keep getting is fog, I called his name and he's not responding. I don't think he can here me, and I can't sense him…." He jumped when he heard a girls' shriek this time. It sounded like hell.
"You must be in another dimension."
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Life was everywhere it seemed. Fountains spurted, children played in the play area. Moms' gossiped and watched while old men played Chinese checkers at small tables in the outside food court. Then of course there were pre teens and other teens like them that walked around the stripe mall, chatting on phones, holding hands with lovers and hanging with friends.
"Come on Kagome!" Sango giggled and grabbed her sister's arm, pulling her towards a men's department store.
Kagome sighed and mentally noted the three large bags on either girl's arm. Kagome sighed and wondered about the monster she had just created. "Sango, slow down." Her feet were so sore.
Kagome thought about it, if they wanted to keep up this shopping habit, then they would need jobs. The topic was brought up when Sango and Kagome went looking for cloths for their brother and father.
"A job?" Sango looked over her shoulder towards Kagome, and put away another suit. "Well we don't have an unlimited amount of money…" and when Sango nodded and turned her head, Kagome looked around before grabbing Sango's hand and pulled her closer, "And with all the danger going on, it might be best to invest in a cell phone."
The brunette tilted her head to the side, "What's a cell phone?"
She was answered by a deep masculine chuckle and it caused both girls to look up to see who had dropped in.
"It seems you haven't been teaching her very well Kagome."
Kagome dropped whatever was in her hands and jumped the few inches that kept her apart from Sesshomaru, her arms wrapped around his wait and her nose dug into his chest. He stiffened, still not used to the physical affection, but wrapped his arms around her all the while.
She giggled softly, and then stopped when Sango coughed a bit behind them.
Her face flamed red and she backed away, her head bowed low. "It's an honor to see you Sesshomaru-sama."
"How did you know we'd?" Sango asked, and the old lord shrugged, and walked out of the store, motioning for the girls to follow him.
"I did not know that you would be here on this day." His voice still sounded cool, but not cold, icy, but not full of malice. Kagome could place it.
Could he sound the same, without being the same?
"But then I saw you both, and did not wish to delay." He continued.
Waiting near the car exists, was a dark black window. Sesshomaru opened the door himself, and motioned for them to get in. The bags were placed in the trunk and as he slide in Kagome asked how Rin and Shippo were. He said they had gone to a movie together and should be seen when they had gotten home. But before Sesshomaru could fully close the door, he grimaced, "And a job is definitely out of the question."
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The demoness shouted with exhilaration and avoided another blast with a simple cartwheel.
This chick was having fun while he was almost out of breath, what he really hated what that he no longer had an unlimited supply of bullets. This place kept him to his semi-original six and he was down to his last one.
He was about to fire when another blast came his way. She seemed to have boundless energy, "Shoot!" he dodged this time, he was getting better at dodging, and he managed to hit her with spirit energy filled punches.
How was he loosing to a lower rank?
"Damned watch…" he ripped the thing off and flung it aside.
"I can see you…"she taunted and flew forward, she was so close and he aimed, then fired, "Shot gun!" he roared but she dodged.
"Whoa!" she shuddered and continued forward, her singed hairs, his last shot and he singed hairs.
But this was it; he closed his eyes and waited for the heated blow that might take his life.
He fell to his knees, drained, the fog was taking his life, he felt like the fog was taking his life.
In this short amount of time he only wished that he could have held Keiko one last time, and finally tell her how much he loved her.
The corner of his mouth upturned into a smile, and before a large violet blast overcame him, and before he blacked out from exhaustion, he whispered. "Keiko."
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Kuwabara stared in shock, the fog had vanished so quickly and they were again standing in the soccer field, the three of them.
"What's going on!?" Koenma shouted from the small compact, but Kuwabara's gaze rested on the scene before him. A man in black, his wings resembled that of a bat and he wore a strange witch's hat. When the pale man looked up toward, his violent eyes glistened in the sunlight like his smile.
He gawked and rubbed his eyes, but when they reopened Yuske laid unconscious at his feet, and walked towards them from his right came Mr. Laze, his expression questioning as he took the two boys in, silver cup in his right hand. "Mr. Laze?"
The orange head turned to look in front of him, but the bat demon was gone.
"Son, what happened here?" the history teacher asked.
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Sesshomaru sighed; it had been hours since they arrived home. Kagome and Sango lounged in the garden, Kirara with them and in full form. She lay in the flowers. And instead of talking with Kagome, he was stuck in his study with Bankotsu who was watching the same scene with him from another window.
One that was wisely far from him, "What do you mean you… 'broke up' with Sango." He asked finally after his friend finally explained the full situation as to why he could not go down there.
His blue eyes narrowed and he turned from the view of the girl he wanted as a life long mate, "It's not my fault. I had no choice. Ever since we found where information on there where abouts, I have been having strange…" he hesitated.
"Dreams?" Sesshomaru guessed, and Bankotsu scoffed at the guess. "Bloody Nightmares."
"Hn." Sesshomaru sat in his chair, his gaze still on Kagome down below.
"And don't mock that damned fire apparition!" the raven haired snapped.
"Kagome!" the yokai lords looked down to the garden. Rin ran at full speed into the Miko's arms and Shippo gave Sango a hug. The children were home and they both were still in their uniform, only the high school students had the day off.
"They'll be called to Rakia soon." A cool voice stated from behind the two in the shadows of the room. "The battle has begun."
Sesshomaru gave a curt nod, "It didn't start with these two, it must have attacked someone from their leaders team."
Bankotsu nodded and placed the tip of his thumb in his mouth, then turned to look at the yokai behind them from his position on the window sill. "Kuronue, who was released first?"
At that answer, his violet eyes glistened and narrowed, "Pride."
"Help comes from the most unexpected places."
And there it is! My favorite chapter that begins with a string of events. And I would just like to say I could have never done the whole monster thing without my friend Cortney's help. It was an awesome brain storm and she thinks I'm crazy lol. But anyways, I hope you really liked this chapter, because it is my first favorite!
And it was long to boot!
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