The Diary of Koenma

March 17th-

Dear Diary,
I can't believe all this work I have to do! And I'm just a little kid! Ok,well, maybe I'm not a little kid. But I do look like one. But running the Spirit World while my father is away is not fun! And especially now since I've met this kid name Yuske Urameshi. He is not fun at all! He's too serious about things,but it's kind of weird that he was brought back to life in the first place. No one thought he was going to die or that he was going to save that little kid's life. But now he's a spirit detective that I have to keep my eye on. Oh that kid better stop calling me a little toddler!! ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

March 18th-
More and more stress! My father wasn't too happy because I lost the artifacts of darkness. 1,000 spankings just because of that one simple mistake! It's not my fault that those demons stole those stupid artifacts! Well,at least Kurama risks his life to save his mother who was gravely ill,but then Yuske almost had to get himself killed! This is just too much! ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

March 19th-
Well,I had to give Yuske another assignment. Earth has gone into panic because some evil beast name Suzaku has been releasing his evil bugs on Tokyo. Now Yuske's girlfriend Kayko is in danger,and so is Botan. Oh how much I hate this job! ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

March 20th-
Things aren't looking up for Yuske,Hiei,Kurama,and Kuwabara. I just wish there was something I could do,but I have to stay here. It really sucks too. I really want to go down there and help those boys. They're in so much trouble. But if I don't stay here my father is likely to kill me because he went on another vacation. There is no way I'm going to finish my book that I'm writing! ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

April 1st-
Sorry I've been gone so long,but Yuske just got back from the Genkai tournament and it got me in such a frenzy. But everything seems to be fine and peaceful. At least for the moment. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤