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Rose Thorne- Oi! Thanks for reminding me about the thoughts thing. I was gonna do that. but I guess I never got around to it. Kudos to you. And the Jin/Touya pairing. probably, but I'm still trying to work that out. If at all possible it will happen, but will probably a sort of background amusement, since there's a whole lot going on.
From now on I'm gonna make thoughts italicized, and most of the time they'll be on their own line, unless they are inserted around dialogue such as Kurama's thoughts were last chapter. When the words are italicized but written within : : the characters are speaking mind to mind.
Chapter 2: "Re-acquaintances"
Ichijo sighed softly as she collapsed onto the soft bed, her dark streaked hair spreading out underneath her, caught by the air as she fell. For a moment she lay on the bed, completely surrendering to the slight exhaustion she felt from the busy day. Then, apparently, she fell fast asleep.
Ichijo, the real Ichijo, scowled as she pulled herself out of the body, letting it slip into a deep slumber that wouldn't break until she returned to it. Her translucent spirit form was quite defined along the edges, but faded into obscurity as you looked farther in towards the form. For all you could tell she was just a dark purple, nearly black, translucent form of the young girl that lay sprawled on the bed before her. She made a sort of motion as if she was dusting herself off, and headed up the stairs into the attic portion of the small house she had acquired upon her arrival in the Ningenkai country of Japan.
Slipping free of her body gave her a little sense of relief, of freedom. Not much, but enough to ease her throbbing nerves. Gently, she reached down to the body sprawled peacefully across the bed. Trailing a finger along one cheek bone she whispered a soft word, smiling softly as she did so. A small flicker of shadow danced across the body, but was gone as quickly as it had appeared.
Rising, Ichijo rubbed her hands together, as if dusting off her hands after a bit of work.
Now that that's dealt with.
She sent one last probing thought at the protective web she had just laid over the body, making sure the defenses would hold. After all, she had spent a great deal of time in developing the host to fit her perfectly, to suit her needs. It wouldn't do to have anything happen to her while she slept. Confident that the shield would do what it needed to do, Ichijo took a quick step onto the bed, as if pushing off, and floated into the air. She hadn't really needed to, but she still hadn't shaken off the feeling of a body completely yet, so it helped. That would take a few more minutes.
She was in no hurry, and wandered absently on the way to her destination, letting her subconscious mind direct her movements, taking her where it would. Her thoughts were a bit abstract, unemotional and detached as they were.
Eh. She thought with a soft sigh. If that body doesn't develop the capabilities I've built into it soon I'm not going to be a very happy girl. Actually, I will be a very angry girl. almost like those idiotic ningen adolescents who rebel all the time. I wonder what that's like. All this stupid Ningen emotion. Phe. It's horrible. The body reacts to things that I would usually just sit by and watch. I never figured leaving that small amount of the original personality would make that much of a difference. Shows me. Her mind trailed off for a moment, watching a small child, wild and running freely, chasing a kitten. The young cat was frantic, Ichijo could feel. I had been long, for such a short life, afraid of the human younglings. Eh. She moved on, gradually gaining on her appointed destination. To think. She picked up the same trail of thought, exactly where she'd left off. To think that my host, my host of all people, would fall for that idiot kitsune. Phe. I'm gonna need to put a leash on those damned emotions of hers. Admittedly, he's gorgeous, but I don't need that sort of complication. He won't trust me if my host turns into one of those ninnies who were dogging his steps yesterday with big hearts for eyes. And I must have his trust. Her thoughts trailed off with a soft wicked chuckle.
Her conscious thoughts lay at rest as she searched the area she floated through with her eyes, and her spirit energy. Emerald eyes finally landed on the target of their search, and Ichijo gave a small sigh of relief. Sure, the deathseers had their obligations, but Ichijo had been in no way certain that the woman would appear.
Huddled against a tree was a small figure, clothed fully in black, yet wearing ningen clothes so as not to stand out too much. The hood of the dark hued sweat shirt was pulled up over her head so far that not even her eyes could be seen. Apparently she sat in silent contemplation of the ground in front of her, from the way her head seemed to be pointed.
Ichijo circled around to hover in front of the seeress, sitting in a cross legged position in the air, her head cocked slightly to one side.
: Morning, lady of the doomed. : The hollow voice rang slightly in her head, the tone tinged with some secret amusement that Ichijo didn't even bother to fathom, as she wouldn't be able to tell what it was, no matter how hard she tried. Deathseers, Misukasu they were called, were old allies of her position, and Ichijo had known this particular one for a long time. The seeress looked up, the hood falling back from her head as she did so, revealing the reason for all the dark concealing clothes, and, most of all, the hood. Her skin was deathly pale, although it seemed to glow with some sort of inner light. Across her eyes was bound a strip of course black cloth, obstructing her physical view.
: Must you persist with the titles, seer? It becomes horribly tiring. Your race is notorious for it, but sometimes you take it to extremes. :
: I've been waiting for you. : The youkai deathseer replied without answering Ichijo's question. She had a terrible habit of doing that, Ichijo recalled. : They said you'd be here. I expected you to be prompt. :
: Look, Misukasu, you're lucky my human host didn't get her way this noon, or I would have been even later. :
: Why have you called for me, Ichijo? It's been long since I've left the darkness of the caves of my people. The sun and light of this world burn me. I do not appreciate the summons you sent. They were quite brief and not a small amount uncouth. : The seeress had a very annoying habit of ignoring statements that didn't interest her, Ichijo decided, although that might have been her fault in the first place.
: You know just as well as I do, Seeress Agashi. I pray, for your sake, that you do not fail in the task I appoint you. It shouldn't be any difficulty, but it could give me the upper hand in my. family disagreement. : Ichijo scowled at the seeress, whom, Ichijo knew, could see her perfectly, despite the fact that she was blindfolded and Ichijo was a spirit. : Our 'friends' have become indolent in their retirement, Agashi. It wouldn't do for them to remain so. Wake them up, Misukasu. I want them ready by the end of the week. My brother has his, I have mine. Get them moving. :
: As you will it, most doomed. : The Misukasu flavored the remarked with a mocking mental bow of submission and faded from view before Ichijo could retort. She gave an annoyed sigh before turning to wander her way back to her accommodations. That seer was beginning to get on her nerves.
--
I looked out the window of the house as I heard a strange laughter, neither Jin nor Touya's. I had slipped into much less restricting clothing than the uniform they had us wear at school. The white shirt had dark rose designs running across it, and the pants were the same dark hue as the roses. (Think Hiei's pants from the dark tournament, only dark purpley-red.)
My eyes roamed across the park right in the vicinity of my home, and nearly fell over in surprise as I located the sound of the laughter. It was Hiei! I really shouldn't have been so surprised, as if anyone could make Hiei laugh it would be those two, but I had never heard him sound so joyful, carefree. He'd always been serious and stern. I sighed softly, a little jealous that the shinobi had been able to draw such laughter from Hiei and I had not; then I saw what Jin was doing and could help laughing myself. It was the sort of thing Hiei would find amusing.
I had found out about Jin's feelings for Touya about a year after the dark tournament, while we had been gathered at Yusuke's house, for some celebration or another. He was horribly obvious about it, but I believe he did it on purpose. Touya was in no way ready to flirt right back when Jin approached him on those grounds, being a more serious and noble person than Jin, by a lot.
At the moment Touya was suspended in the air above the park, hanging upside down, his usually neat hair fallen completely out of place. Jin was sitting cross legged in front of him, just out of the ice master's reach. He was holding something that Touya seemed to be trying desperately to reach, but couldn't because of the bindings of wind that Jin had holding his feet. By the look on their faces, and Hiei's, Kurama could tell something in this line of action had been going on for a while.
Stifling a grin I grabbed my coat and left the house, jogging over to the park where the trio were.
"Kurama!" Jin cried, overjoyed. "Long time, eh? Been too long fer meh, ya know? 'aven't seen ye, or that mess o' fire, in a long while." The wind master dropped from his higher altitude to sit in front of me in the air. It was at the point that I could see what he was holding. It was a small blade, seeming to be made of ice. Knowing Touya it probably was.
"As cheerful as always, I see." I replied with a grin. "Good to see you, Jin. It has been a long time." I shot a quick look at Touya, then at the blade. "What exactly are you doing to him, Jin?"
The red head shrugged, a larger grin spreading over his features.
"Come on, I'll show ye." I felt myself being lifted up by his wind and didn't resist, knowing that would make it easier on me.
The wind carried me until I was standing in front of Touya, who seemed to be absolutely fuming with rage.
"Isn't 'e 'dorable when 'e's angry, Kurama?" Now I understood. Shaking my head I laughed.
"Very cute Jin, but I think your own face won't be as cute as it is now if you don't let him down soon. He seems rather peeved with you."
Jin sighed in a sort of manner that seemed to say okay, I give up. He didn't seem any less cheerful though, as he turned Touya right side up and lowered him to the ground. The Ice demon glared at him and walked over to where Hiei was sitting, the fire youkai now just grinning broadly.
"You do enjoy tormenting him with that, don't you?"
"Tormenting 'im with what, K'rama?" Jin asked, his pointed ears wiggling a little as he put on absolute airs of innocence.
"Oh, you are impossible." I said with another burst of laughter. "Let's go. I'm actually rather hungry, whether you choose to believe it or not."
"Kurama? Hungry? I never would have guessed!" Hiei said in a mocking voice that was still light with laughter. I sighed inwardly with happiness. It wasn't often that Hiei had this much joy in him. I never really expected him to have much, I guess, Kurama thought, but he is so wonderful when he's happy. If only I was able to make him laugh like they can. I'd give anything to be able to make him this happy.
"Fox?" Hiei's voice cut through my musings, and I looked up to see Jin and Touya already walking down towards the corner. Hiei was looking at me queerly, a questioning glance in his scarlet orbs.
"Sorry, Hiei." I said, with a grin. "I'm a little preoccupied." Hiei gave a small shrug and turned, obviously expecting me to follow. I did, but my eyes roamed as I walked. Touya was still being a bit indifferent to Jin, trying to ignore him as much as he could. But it seemed he was having difficulty not forgiving the wind master. Touya probably did love Jin, I decided, but their personalities are so different he's not going to show it like Jin does. But when it comes out. I'm sure Jin will be a very happy little wind youkai. I grinned at the thought, and glanced over at Hiei, who had caught up with the pair, and were watching them speculatively. If only. I sighed. Hiei had always been my friend, my best friend I guess you could say, but I wasn't sure if it could go any further than that.
End Chapter 2!
Whatcha guys think? I know, I' going a little slowly with the plot, but I need to work out a few kinks before I actually get into that. Plus, I need to figure out what to have them talk about and stuff at lunch. If any of you have some idea please let me know!
Thanks!
Rose Thorne- Oi! Thanks for reminding me about the thoughts thing. I was gonna do that. but I guess I never got around to it. Kudos to you. And the Jin/Touya pairing. probably, but I'm still trying to work that out. If at all possible it will happen, but will probably a sort of background amusement, since there's a whole lot going on.
From now on I'm gonna make thoughts italicized, and most of the time they'll be on their own line, unless they are inserted around dialogue such as Kurama's thoughts were last chapter. When the words are italicized but written within : : the characters are speaking mind to mind.
Chapter 2: "Re-acquaintances"
Ichijo sighed softly as she collapsed onto the soft bed, her dark streaked hair spreading out underneath her, caught by the air as she fell. For a moment she lay on the bed, completely surrendering to the slight exhaustion she felt from the busy day. Then, apparently, she fell fast asleep.
Ichijo, the real Ichijo, scowled as she pulled herself out of the body, letting it slip into a deep slumber that wouldn't break until she returned to it. Her translucent spirit form was quite defined along the edges, but faded into obscurity as you looked farther in towards the form. For all you could tell she was just a dark purple, nearly black, translucent form of the young girl that lay sprawled on the bed before her. She made a sort of motion as if she was dusting herself off, and headed up the stairs into the attic portion of the small house she had acquired upon her arrival in the Ningenkai country of Japan.
Slipping free of her body gave her a little sense of relief, of freedom. Not much, but enough to ease her throbbing nerves. Gently, she reached down to the body sprawled peacefully across the bed. Trailing a finger along one cheek bone she whispered a soft word, smiling softly as she did so. A small flicker of shadow danced across the body, but was gone as quickly as it had appeared.
Rising, Ichijo rubbed her hands together, as if dusting off her hands after a bit of work.
Now that that's dealt with.
She sent one last probing thought at the protective web she had just laid over the body, making sure the defenses would hold. After all, she had spent a great deal of time in developing the host to fit her perfectly, to suit her needs. It wouldn't do to have anything happen to her while she slept. Confident that the shield would do what it needed to do, Ichijo took a quick step onto the bed, as if pushing off, and floated into the air. She hadn't really needed to, but she still hadn't shaken off the feeling of a body completely yet, so it helped. That would take a few more minutes.
She was in no hurry, and wandered absently on the way to her destination, letting her subconscious mind direct her movements, taking her where it would. Her thoughts were a bit abstract, unemotional and detached as they were.
Eh. She thought with a soft sigh. If that body doesn't develop the capabilities I've built into it soon I'm not going to be a very happy girl. Actually, I will be a very angry girl. almost like those idiotic ningen adolescents who rebel all the time. I wonder what that's like. All this stupid Ningen emotion. Phe. It's horrible. The body reacts to things that I would usually just sit by and watch. I never figured leaving that small amount of the original personality would make that much of a difference. Shows me. Her mind trailed off for a moment, watching a small child, wild and running freely, chasing a kitten. The young cat was frantic, Ichijo could feel. I had been long, for such a short life, afraid of the human younglings. Eh. She moved on, gradually gaining on her appointed destination. To think. She picked up the same trail of thought, exactly where she'd left off. To think that my host, my host of all people, would fall for that idiot kitsune. Phe. I'm gonna need to put a leash on those damned emotions of hers. Admittedly, he's gorgeous, but I don't need that sort of complication. He won't trust me if my host turns into one of those ninnies who were dogging his steps yesterday with big hearts for eyes. And I must have his trust. Her thoughts trailed off with a soft wicked chuckle.
Her conscious thoughts lay at rest as she searched the area she floated through with her eyes, and her spirit energy. Emerald eyes finally landed on the target of their search, and Ichijo gave a small sigh of relief. Sure, the deathseers had their obligations, but Ichijo had been in no way certain that the woman would appear.
Huddled against a tree was a small figure, clothed fully in black, yet wearing ningen clothes so as not to stand out too much. The hood of the dark hued sweat shirt was pulled up over her head so far that not even her eyes could be seen. Apparently she sat in silent contemplation of the ground in front of her, from the way her head seemed to be pointed.
Ichijo circled around to hover in front of the seeress, sitting in a cross legged position in the air, her head cocked slightly to one side.
: Morning, lady of the doomed. : The hollow voice rang slightly in her head, the tone tinged with some secret amusement that Ichijo didn't even bother to fathom, as she wouldn't be able to tell what it was, no matter how hard she tried. Deathseers, Misukasu they were called, were old allies of her position, and Ichijo had known this particular one for a long time. The seeress looked up, the hood falling back from her head as she did so, revealing the reason for all the dark concealing clothes, and, most of all, the hood. Her skin was deathly pale, although it seemed to glow with some sort of inner light. Across her eyes was bound a strip of course black cloth, obstructing her physical view.
: Must you persist with the titles, seer? It becomes horribly tiring. Your race is notorious for it, but sometimes you take it to extremes. :
: I've been waiting for you. : The youkai deathseer replied without answering Ichijo's question. She had a terrible habit of doing that, Ichijo recalled. : They said you'd be here. I expected you to be prompt. :
: Look, Misukasu, you're lucky my human host didn't get her way this noon, or I would have been even later. :
: Why have you called for me, Ichijo? It's been long since I've left the darkness of the caves of my people. The sun and light of this world burn me. I do not appreciate the summons you sent. They were quite brief and not a small amount uncouth. : The seeress had a very annoying habit of ignoring statements that didn't interest her, Ichijo decided, although that might have been her fault in the first place.
: You know just as well as I do, Seeress Agashi. I pray, for your sake, that you do not fail in the task I appoint you. It shouldn't be any difficulty, but it could give me the upper hand in my. family disagreement. : Ichijo scowled at the seeress, whom, Ichijo knew, could see her perfectly, despite the fact that she was blindfolded and Ichijo was a spirit. : Our 'friends' have become indolent in their retirement, Agashi. It wouldn't do for them to remain so. Wake them up, Misukasu. I want them ready by the end of the week. My brother has his, I have mine. Get them moving. :
: As you will it, most doomed. : The Misukasu flavored the remarked with a mocking mental bow of submission and faded from view before Ichijo could retort. She gave an annoyed sigh before turning to wander her way back to her accommodations. That seer was beginning to get on her nerves.
--
I looked out the window of the house as I heard a strange laughter, neither Jin nor Touya's. I had slipped into much less restricting clothing than the uniform they had us wear at school. The white shirt had dark rose designs running across it, and the pants were the same dark hue as the roses. (Think Hiei's pants from the dark tournament, only dark purpley-red.)
My eyes roamed across the park right in the vicinity of my home, and nearly fell over in surprise as I located the sound of the laughter. It was Hiei! I really shouldn't have been so surprised, as if anyone could make Hiei laugh it would be those two, but I had never heard him sound so joyful, carefree. He'd always been serious and stern. I sighed softly, a little jealous that the shinobi had been able to draw such laughter from Hiei and I had not; then I saw what Jin was doing and could help laughing myself. It was the sort of thing Hiei would find amusing.
I had found out about Jin's feelings for Touya about a year after the dark tournament, while we had been gathered at Yusuke's house, for some celebration or another. He was horribly obvious about it, but I believe he did it on purpose. Touya was in no way ready to flirt right back when Jin approached him on those grounds, being a more serious and noble person than Jin, by a lot.
At the moment Touya was suspended in the air above the park, hanging upside down, his usually neat hair fallen completely out of place. Jin was sitting cross legged in front of him, just out of the ice master's reach. He was holding something that Touya seemed to be trying desperately to reach, but couldn't because of the bindings of wind that Jin had holding his feet. By the look on their faces, and Hiei's, Kurama could tell something in this line of action had been going on for a while.
Stifling a grin I grabbed my coat and left the house, jogging over to the park where the trio were.
"Kurama!" Jin cried, overjoyed. "Long time, eh? Been too long fer meh, ya know? 'aven't seen ye, or that mess o' fire, in a long while." The wind master dropped from his higher altitude to sit in front of me in the air. It was at the point that I could see what he was holding. It was a small blade, seeming to be made of ice. Knowing Touya it probably was.
"As cheerful as always, I see." I replied with a grin. "Good to see you, Jin. It has been a long time." I shot a quick look at Touya, then at the blade. "What exactly are you doing to him, Jin?"
The red head shrugged, a larger grin spreading over his features.
"Come on, I'll show ye." I felt myself being lifted up by his wind and didn't resist, knowing that would make it easier on me.
The wind carried me until I was standing in front of Touya, who seemed to be absolutely fuming with rage.
"Isn't 'e 'dorable when 'e's angry, Kurama?" Now I understood. Shaking my head I laughed.
"Very cute Jin, but I think your own face won't be as cute as it is now if you don't let him down soon. He seems rather peeved with you."
Jin sighed in a sort of manner that seemed to say okay, I give up. He didn't seem any less cheerful though, as he turned Touya right side up and lowered him to the ground. The Ice demon glared at him and walked over to where Hiei was sitting, the fire youkai now just grinning broadly.
"You do enjoy tormenting him with that, don't you?"
"Tormenting 'im with what, K'rama?" Jin asked, his pointed ears wiggling a little as he put on absolute airs of innocence.
"Oh, you are impossible." I said with another burst of laughter. "Let's go. I'm actually rather hungry, whether you choose to believe it or not."
"Kurama? Hungry? I never would have guessed!" Hiei said in a mocking voice that was still light with laughter. I sighed inwardly with happiness. It wasn't often that Hiei had this much joy in him. I never really expected him to have much, I guess, Kurama thought, but he is so wonderful when he's happy. If only I was able to make him laugh like they can. I'd give anything to be able to make him this happy.
"Fox?" Hiei's voice cut through my musings, and I looked up to see Jin and Touya already walking down towards the corner. Hiei was looking at me queerly, a questioning glance in his scarlet orbs.
"Sorry, Hiei." I said, with a grin. "I'm a little preoccupied." Hiei gave a small shrug and turned, obviously expecting me to follow. I did, but my eyes roamed as I walked. Touya was still being a bit indifferent to Jin, trying to ignore him as much as he could. But it seemed he was having difficulty not forgiving the wind master. Touya probably did love Jin, I decided, but their personalities are so different he's not going to show it like Jin does. But when it comes out. I'm sure Jin will be a very happy little wind youkai. I grinned at the thought, and glanced over at Hiei, who had caught up with the pair, and were watching them speculatively. If only. I sighed. Hiei had always been my friend, my best friend I guess you could say, but I wasn't sure if it could go any further than that.
End Chapter 2!
Whatcha guys think? I know, I' going a little slowly with the plot, but I need to work out a few kinks before I actually get into that. Plus, I need to figure out what to have them talk about and stuff at lunch. If any of you have some idea please let me know!
Thanks!