Second Generation Spirit Detective

Disclaimer: I do not own Yuyu Hakusho.

Wow, has it been a long time! Uh, sorry about that. It was all Kegam's fault! (Kegam: Is not! It's like writer's rectangular prism. You know, writer's block, only bigger!) I nearly killed Kegam with a paddle ball. Well, at least Kegam thinks I nearly killed her with a paddle ball, I wasn't even close. Oh, but it was funny. Oh, and Cute Anime Kitty, thank you for showing concern for Kitako. I'm going to cry, nobody except you and me cares if Kitako is going to die. Kegam doesn't give a fruity boing (that would be Kegam's word. Kegam: My word!) if she lives. On an even more mournful note, Kegam fried my Yu-gi-oh! game! She was dueling Mako and the screen started turning weird colors until it died! When we turned it back on all my info was gone and I had to start over! I was up to the page with the Yamis and Kaiba on it! *sob, sob* (Kegam: Oopsie.)

Chapter 19: Tears

It was like she was in a dream.

Kitako couldn't feel any pain. She couldn't hear anything either; it was as if a pillow had been pressed against both of her ears, not allowing much sound in. She saw Kyoko's face swimming in and out of focus above her and smiled. She reached up and touched Kyoko's tearstained face. Her best friend held it there, savoring its warmth. Kitako smiled again upon receiving one from Kyoko.

"Urameshi." She whispered. Everything was becoming smothered by lavender dots. "Urameshi, t-tell Mommy and Daddy that I love them." The light purple consumed her entirely, erasing Kyoko from view.

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Kitako's hand fell limp in Kyoko's. She gasped.

"NO!" she screamed. "No! Kitako, come back!" She shook Kitako's hand fruitlessly. Uninvited tears spilled down her cheeks.

Speaking of uninvited guests.

"I apologize, but if you don't produce a fight in the next thirty seconds, I'll be forced to ask for your disqualification," Jaiel's remorseless voice stated bossily from behind them.

Kyoko's nostrils flared and she made to rise, but was held back by Ai.

"I'll take care of this one," Ai said, wiping tears from her eyes. Kyoko nodded, her voice caught in her throat. She was trying desperately to hold back more tears, but it was like trying to dam up a river with toothpicks. Ryo and Yo tried to comfort her racking sobs while Ai climbed up onto the fighting platform.

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Yusuke watched somberly as Yukina and Kuwabara held each other and sobbed. Kurama was trying to control his temper; Yusuke could tell by the way his face was turning red. Keiko was clinging to him, crying into his shoulder. He snaked his hand around her waist and held her to him, slowly rocking her back and forth. Even Hiei had tears in his eyes; after all, Kitako was his niece. Of course, that could have been because Mukuro, in her grief, had stuck her elbow in his eye. Yusuke kissed the top of Keiko's head, having grown tall enough to reach it.

"Oh Yusuke, she could have been Kyoko," she whispered, "I'm sorry that she's gone, I'm really, really upset, but she could have been Kyoko."

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Sulera smirked. Her prisoners' spirits, as well as their children's, were broken. Hiei was wounded and the blue oaf's daughter was dead. Everything was going according to plan. She looked over at her daughter and scowled when she saw that Ryoko's eyes were shining with tears. This was all that lousy human whore-boy of her's fault for giving Ryoko these human emotions. She couldn't wait until her plan was complete and she could send that good- for-nothing idiot off to Hell.

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Ai converted to a very Hiei-ish manner as she stared angrily into the eyes of her opponent. A very P.O.-ed Hiei, of course. This wasn't the time for smooth comebacks and "hn"s. It was a time for cold-blooded killing. Lucky, she thought savagely, my sword is hungry for blood. She didn't have much of a chance to kill in junior high. She unsheathed her sword and pointed it at Hakama, her opponent.

"Payback time," she declared, venom dripping from every word she said. Hakama pulled and ordinary pencil from the folds of his cloak.

Hina raised her hand, paused, and brought it down swiftly.

"Match #2! Ai vs. Hakama, begin!"

Yes, that is what you've been waiting a month for! Well, think of it this way, at least you know what Sulera plans are eventually! Oh yes, Keiko, the whale, has died. Let us all have of silence in his honor.

Okay, now that that's over, Kegam loves whales. She worshipped Keiko and cried when he died. Hey, that rhymes.

Kegam: He's a god.

Right. Now, don't let this get you down. I plan to have another chapter up, um, sometime in the future.

Kegam: You mean by next week, right Makaro? (smiles and shows fangs [Makaro: She has real fangs, y'know] )

(nods) Uh-huh! I promise!

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Well, that's all the time we have today!

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We get the point, Kegam.

Kegam: Ilovekeiko.

Shut up!

Kegam: Kei.ko?