By the time she got back to the hotel, the other two were asleep in their beds, Autumn snoring peacefully. The room had three beds, side by side, a television, and a desk set up beneath the window. Upon this desk sat a laptop, open, its screen shining eerily in the darkened room. "Darnit, I forgot I left it online," She muttered as she made her way across the room, averting her course so as to avoid piles of dirty clothes and God-knows-what-else. A small icon flashed in the corner of her screen: YOU GOT MAIL. She sat herself at the desk chair, typing slowly so as not to arouse the others.
-Dear Jessica,
How are you honey? I hope you're enjoying your trip to Japan. I wish you'd email me a bit more often, so I know you're okay. Have fun baby! Mom.-
"Oh boy," She said, smiling at the sweet but short letter. She hastily typed her reply, then shut her computer down with a sigh.
-Mom, I can write much, I've been so busy. Its great here, it hasn't even rained. I have tons of stuff to bring home to you and Justin, tell him to hush his mouth and wait for me to get home. [NO! I am not mailing him his present, he can wait a week till I get there!] Miss you lots!!!! Jess.-
Jessica was unaware of the eyes that followed her movements around the room. Had she not been so preoccupied, she'd have realized how fake those snores were. Autumn readjusted her blankets so as to hide her eyes, her ears pricked to listen to Jessica as she lay her head down on the desk top, fatigue plaguing her every blink. Finally, both girls drifted off to a contented sleep, if logs are content.
* * *
"Ayume! Are you trying to tell me that this kid found the stone before us?! Do you realize the seriousness of this situation!? The fate of earth has fallen into the hands of a fourteen year old girl! Chaos will reign! We're doomed if she gets into this world!" Koenma slammed his tiny fist upon the desk, his angry scream echoing in the office, causing the new Grim Reaper to cringe.
"Y-Yes Koenma, sir. But we can still get it back from her, right?" She clutched a clipboard to her chest, her eyes shining, her voice quivering with fear. "Right?"
"Only if she lets us. We can not take Aoitsuki's stone from her without her consent. We're doomed! Yuskue and the others wouldn't have a prayer against a fifteen-hundred year old psychic! No human would willingly give up so much power." Koenma moaned and covered his face with his hands, then continued to moan pitifully.
"Heh," A cold voice sneered from the shadows behind his throne, a soft cackle accompanying the mocking words, "Why don't you just kill her before she realizes what she has?"
"We can't do that, its illegal to kill an innocent human." Koenma let his face fall to the desk, slamming it hard so as to wake his dulled nerves which had numbed an account of the scare.
Hiei's short form emerged from the shadows, his arms folded. "Is it better to let her massacre every human on that accursed planet?"
"You're just bloodthirsty!" Ayume snapped, waving her clipboard threateningly at Hiei, "You're sick, wanting to get an excuse to kill your first human, how disgusting!"
"Shut up, you witch." Hiei snarled, inclining his head to hide his face from view, his words soft and threatening. "You don't know me. You don't know if that's my reason."
"Then what other reason do you have?!"
"Tch. Like I'd tell you." Hiei informed her, "If you don't want my help, then can I leave?"
"And go where, you have no home!" Ayume growled.
"No, you may not leave. I need you to keep an eye on that girl. Three, if you can manage it." Koenma sighed, his face still on the desk. "Go on then."
"Whatever." Hiei murmured, casting a murderous look at Ayume, who winced. "Have a nice day," He said mockingly, his voice oddly high-pitched. "Don't work to hard…"
* * *
Sunlight streamed in the window from between the blinds, casting a soft radiance on the girls, who all lay sleeping. It was past noon, yet none of these three planned to wake anytime soon. Autumn turned in her sleep, muttering softly to herself, her arm falling off the edge of the bed. Shanta's face twitched, a smile on her lips. Jessica had some time late in the night fallen into her own bed, her blankets beneath her body.
"… Hmnfty…." Shanta mumbled, "No way…. Not…. Real…." She began to shiver, pulling the blankets up to her chin, her face breaking out in cold sweat. "Ah!"
"Hm?" Autumn's light brown eyes flickered open, "Wha-?" She sat up abruptly, looking about her wildly, as though sure some one was there.
"No, it can't end this way! No, please don't kill her, they're must be another way…!"
Autumn rolled out of bed, her bare feet landing on the carpet without sound. She slumped over to Shanta's bed, blinking the sleep from her eyes. "Shanta… Yo, get up, it's just a dream."
"Can't do it…… Yuskue, you can't! T-Tell him, Autumn…"
"Tell him what?" Autumn put a hand on her friend's shoulder, giving her a hard shake. "Wake up!"
"Can't we reverse it…? We can't kill her, we can't! It's not right… Jessica!" Shanta's eyes flew open, and she let out a startled scream, her hand flying up to her face, covering her mouth in terror. Wisps of her short black hair framed her sweat-soaked face. She shook as tears began to fall down her cheeks, her eyes wide. Autumn sat down on the bed, wrapping her arms around Shanta's shoulders, muttering:
"It was a dream, Shanta, calm down… What was it about? It sure freaked you out."
Shanta shook her head as Autumn released her, unable to speak. She swallowed with difficulty before choking out, "It was so real, like a vision."
"Maybe it was," Autumn said sarcastically, her eyes rolling. "Obviously you aren't awake enough to be sane, so I'll come back later."
"I'm serious!" Shanta cried out indignantly, "It was a vision."
"You're a head case, you know that?" Autumn laphed, shoving her shoulder playfully, "Chill! Come on, Jess ain't awake, lets pour water on her head."
Shanta frowned, as though trying to remember something. "Oh," She said slowly, "She came back?"
"Yeah. To bad, we could have gone clubbing." Autumn heaved a fake sigh, shaking her head in an exaggerated way. "Oh well…"
Shanta grinned, her dream, or whatever it was, forgotten. "Now, what was that about water?"
Autumn smirked evilly, a demonic chuckle arouse from her lips.
* * *
Despite beginning the day a bit badly, Jessica was in a good mood. After screaming and chasing her friends up and down the hotel's balcony (after swearing to decapitate them) for and hour or so, the group headed out into the town again, this time searching for an arcade. The late afternoon was thick with clouds, the sun's rays fighting to shine upon them, though this did not hinder them in the least. Tokyo opened up before their eyes, a world of fun, opportunities, and trouble. After a little persuasion, Jessica coaxed them into going into a bookstore before heading out to the arcade. Disgusted, Autumn kept silent, her hands in her pockets, refusing to even look at the books. Shanta nosed around in the weapons section, leafing through a book on swords, and Jessica made her way to the fiction. Beaming as though a kid in a candy shop, she set about finding something she could read while her friends played games.
Autumn sauntered to a cluster of armchairs in the front of the store, falling into one of them with a growl. She leaned back, her head on the headrest, closing her eyes in a huff. She stayed in that position for some time, her mind wandering into the deepest depths of her mind. [Not very deep, let me tell you!]
"Can I help you with anything?" A kind voice asked from above her in Japanese.
Jerked from her thoughts, Autumn sat up and blinked. "N-No." She hissed in Japanese, irritated at being interrupted, "I hate reading."
"Ah, I know the feeling." It was a boy, around the age of sixteen. His thick, black hair fell to his shoulders, his bright blue eyes glistened with amusement. "I can't stand to read."
"Then why do you work here, uh…" Autumn squinted at his name tag, then realized that it was in Japanese. "Mr.Whatever."
"Miko, call me Miko." He said, smiling. He slumped into a chair across from her, his eyes never leaving hers. "And yours is?"
"In Japanese it would be Aki, but in English its Autumn."
"Aw..tum.." He said, struggling with the foreign word. "Autumn."
"Now you have it," She answered dully, letting her head fall back again.
"It's a pretty name." Miko continued, obviously not done talking to her.
"Uh-huh."
"Are all you Americans so lively?" He asked, cocking his head to the side, laphing.
"Yes."
"Where in America do you live?"
"Florida."
"Is… Is it nice there?"
"I guess."
"Alligators live there, right?"
"Yup."
"Where did you learn Japanese?"
"Around."
"Why are you here?"
"To have fun."
"…Has it been fun so far?"
"Mm."
"Have a great time," Miko said, fed up with her lack of enthusiasm in the conversation. He stood and walked away, muttering, "Good luck."
"Bye."
* * *
Jessica propped her book on the catsup bottle as she read it, twisting in a slow circle on her spinning stool. She sat at the snack bar at some nameless arcade, her pals off in the dark game room. She lifted her soda to her mouth, drinking deeply, reading over the paper cup's rim. She struggled with the Japanese symbols, her brow creased in a frown. "He gasped… at the… horrid sight…" She cocked an eyebrow at the horror story, finally sighing and laying the book on the counter. She put a hand to her eyes, "That gave me a headache, and I only read thirty pages!" She took to watching the other people in the room closely, studying their faces. She listened to the cluster of teenagers that sat down the bar, laphing loudly.
"Stupid American! Thinks she can beat a record on DDR…"
"Yeah right! She made so many mistakes on the last one, it was pathetic."
"Her friend over there doesn't seem to be into video games, wonder what she's reading?"
"Was reading. Looks like she gave up."
"I wonder if she'll try DDR?"
Jessica hid a smile, sliding off her stool, she walked over to the kids. "Perhaps you'd like to play a round of DDR with me?" She asked sweetly, making sure her Japanese was perfectly spoken.
"I will," A girl piped up, the one that had commented second. Her short black hair was pulled into two, short, thick ponytails. She held out her hand, "I'm Manituju."
Jessica shook her hand, smiling warmly, "I'm Jessica."
Manituju led the way to the dark game room, her friends following her, grinning. Jessica dug in her pockets for change as she walked. The DDR game played the Japanese song "No Snow" loudly, seemingly rocking the entire room. It consisted of a large screen with a deck in the front, with two separate player spaces, each surrounded with four, multicolored pads, one in front, in back, and on the left and right.
"My favorite!" Jessica screamed over the music, Manituju nodded in response..
The game's objective was simple enough: follow the dance directions on the screen, stepping on the proper pad to gain points and dance. If you missed to many directions, you lost. It you cleared, you got to continue. Jessica's grin became a bit more than friendly, it became demonic, to be frank.
Manituju shoved the coins into the slot, taking her place, Jessica following suite. As the song began to play, heads turned to see who played the DDR max game. They had selected the song "Look at us now". The song blasted off the walls, the lyrics indistinguishable from the music. Jessica paced herself, her hazel eyes intense on the screen, her feet pressing the pads as though their own person. She started belting out the words, singing to the music, letting herself fall into the beat. She risked a glance at Manituju, who seemed as collected as she. CLEARED… Flashed on the screen, the song fading away. Without consulting Jessica, she pressed the icon labeled "Candy" and winked at Jessica.
"My favorite." She informed her, giving her friends a significant look. They snickered in response.
The music started up once more, this time a faster song. Jessica yawned, putting a hand to her mouth as though bored. She leapt head first into the song, turning the tables on the girl. She hit every panel correctly, as did Manituju. CLEARED…
For several rounds this continued, each girl bent on winning so as to laph in the other's face. A crowd had gathered around them, clapping along with the beat, singing the lyrics. The final level came up, and Manituju gestured to the screen. Jessica beamed and thanked her.
"No Snow" began, Jessica screaming along with it, her feet pounding the pads, her score perfect. Manituju was just as faultless, and she seemed as enthused as Jessica at her choice of song. Adrenaline flooded her system, giving Jessica renewed speed and excitement. Autumn and Shanta wandered into the crowd, shocked to see their timid friend doing so well.
CLEARED! The scores flashed acrossed the screen.
Player One: 1274848530
Player Two: 1274848530
"Well, it seems we've tied," Manituju sighed, shaking Jessica's hand. "Care for a rematch?"
"Thanks," Jessica said sincerely, her hazel eyes glistening, "But no. I think it would be better to admit a tie than a loss."
Manituju shrugged, "Who knows? You may win."
"I was talking about you." Jessica grinned broadly, busting out with laphter at the young Japanese girl's face. "I'm way to tired to go again. Thanks for the fun. And the challenge."
"You are welcome." She said solemnly, then smiled, "See you around?"
* * *
"Hiei, report!" Koenma yelled at the top of his lungs at the sullen apparition, who stood infront of his desk, hands in his pockets looking more sullen than usual.
"She has the accursed thing in her pocket. Her and her bratty little friends are currently watching a movie at the hotel." He snarled, adding a foul insult under his breath.
"You must not be seen, got me?" Koenma snapped, his hands folded in a princely manner infront of him. "You must not be seen."
"Sir!"
"Hm?" Koenma looked up from Hiei's pale face to the door. Hiei took this opportunity to make a rather rude face at his boss, who's attention was now on Oger, who stood in the doorway, his arms loaded down with a stack of paper. "Oh, its you, Oger. What is it?"
"Sir, Kuwabara has been attacked!" Oger cried breathlessly, his shoulders shaking as he panted.
"WHAT?!" Koenma leapt up in his chair, not that it made much difference in stature, and bellowed, "GET YUSKUE OVER THERE NOW! WHERE IS KURAMA?! AND BOTAN?! BRING THEM TO ME AT ONCE!"
"Yes sir, right away!"
"And as for you-?" Koenma blinked, "Darn you, Hiei!"
Hiei chuckled to himself as he sped down the hall, Koenma's angry shouts following him, though he took no notice of them.
* * *
-Dear Jessica,
How are you honey? I hope you're enjoying your trip to Japan. I wish you'd email me a bit more often, so I know you're okay. Have fun baby! Mom.-
"Oh boy," She said, smiling at the sweet but short letter. She hastily typed her reply, then shut her computer down with a sigh.
-Mom, I can write much, I've been so busy. Its great here, it hasn't even rained. I have tons of stuff to bring home to you and Justin, tell him to hush his mouth and wait for me to get home. [NO! I am not mailing him his present, he can wait a week till I get there!] Miss you lots!!!! Jess.-
Jessica was unaware of the eyes that followed her movements around the room. Had she not been so preoccupied, she'd have realized how fake those snores were. Autumn readjusted her blankets so as to hide her eyes, her ears pricked to listen to Jessica as she lay her head down on the desk top, fatigue plaguing her every blink. Finally, both girls drifted off to a contented sleep, if logs are content.
* * *
"Ayume! Are you trying to tell me that this kid found the stone before us?! Do you realize the seriousness of this situation!? The fate of earth has fallen into the hands of a fourteen year old girl! Chaos will reign! We're doomed if she gets into this world!" Koenma slammed his tiny fist upon the desk, his angry scream echoing in the office, causing the new Grim Reaper to cringe.
"Y-Yes Koenma, sir. But we can still get it back from her, right?" She clutched a clipboard to her chest, her eyes shining, her voice quivering with fear. "Right?"
"Only if she lets us. We can not take Aoitsuki's stone from her without her consent. We're doomed! Yuskue and the others wouldn't have a prayer against a fifteen-hundred year old psychic! No human would willingly give up so much power." Koenma moaned and covered his face with his hands, then continued to moan pitifully.
"Heh," A cold voice sneered from the shadows behind his throne, a soft cackle accompanying the mocking words, "Why don't you just kill her before she realizes what she has?"
"We can't do that, its illegal to kill an innocent human." Koenma let his face fall to the desk, slamming it hard so as to wake his dulled nerves which had numbed an account of the scare.
Hiei's short form emerged from the shadows, his arms folded. "Is it better to let her massacre every human on that accursed planet?"
"You're just bloodthirsty!" Ayume snapped, waving her clipboard threateningly at Hiei, "You're sick, wanting to get an excuse to kill your first human, how disgusting!"
"Shut up, you witch." Hiei snarled, inclining his head to hide his face from view, his words soft and threatening. "You don't know me. You don't know if that's my reason."
"Then what other reason do you have?!"
"Tch. Like I'd tell you." Hiei informed her, "If you don't want my help, then can I leave?"
"And go where, you have no home!" Ayume growled.
"No, you may not leave. I need you to keep an eye on that girl. Three, if you can manage it." Koenma sighed, his face still on the desk. "Go on then."
"Whatever." Hiei murmured, casting a murderous look at Ayume, who winced. "Have a nice day," He said mockingly, his voice oddly high-pitched. "Don't work to hard…"
* * *
Sunlight streamed in the window from between the blinds, casting a soft radiance on the girls, who all lay sleeping. It was past noon, yet none of these three planned to wake anytime soon. Autumn turned in her sleep, muttering softly to herself, her arm falling off the edge of the bed. Shanta's face twitched, a smile on her lips. Jessica had some time late in the night fallen into her own bed, her blankets beneath her body.
"… Hmnfty…." Shanta mumbled, "No way…. Not…. Real…." She began to shiver, pulling the blankets up to her chin, her face breaking out in cold sweat. "Ah!"
"Hm?" Autumn's light brown eyes flickered open, "Wha-?" She sat up abruptly, looking about her wildly, as though sure some one was there.
"No, it can't end this way! No, please don't kill her, they're must be another way…!"
Autumn rolled out of bed, her bare feet landing on the carpet without sound. She slumped over to Shanta's bed, blinking the sleep from her eyes. "Shanta… Yo, get up, it's just a dream."
"Can't do it…… Yuskue, you can't! T-Tell him, Autumn…"
"Tell him what?" Autumn put a hand on her friend's shoulder, giving her a hard shake. "Wake up!"
"Can't we reverse it…? We can't kill her, we can't! It's not right… Jessica!" Shanta's eyes flew open, and she let out a startled scream, her hand flying up to her face, covering her mouth in terror. Wisps of her short black hair framed her sweat-soaked face. She shook as tears began to fall down her cheeks, her eyes wide. Autumn sat down on the bed, wrapping her arms around Shanta's shoulders, muttering:
"It was a dream, Shanta, calm down… What was it about? It sure freaked you out."
Shanta shook her head as Autumn released her, unable to speak. She swallowed with difficulty before choking out, "It was so real, like a vision."
"Maybe it was," Autumn said sarcastically, her eyes rolling. "Obviously you aren't awake enough to be sane, so I'll come back later."
"I'm serious!" Shanta cried out indignantly, "It was a vision."
"You're a head case, you know that?" Autumn laphed, shoving her shoulder playfully, "Chill! Come on, Jess ain't awake, lets pour water on her head."
Shanta frowned, as though trying to remember something. "Oh," She said slowly, "She came back?"
"Yeah. To bad, we could have gone clubbing." Autumn heaved a fake sigh, shaking her head in an exaggerated way. "Oh well…"
Shanta grinned, her dream, or whatever it was, forgotten. "Now, what was that about water?"
Autumn smirked evilly, a demonic chuckle arouse from her lips.
* * *
Despite beginning the day a bit badly, Jessica was in a good mood. After screaming and chasing her friends up and down the hotel's balcony (after swearing to decapitate them) for and hour or so, the group headed out into the town again, this time searching for an arcade. The late afternoon was thick with clouds, the sun's rays fighting to shine upon them, though this did not hinder them in the least. Tokyo opened up before their eyes, a world of fun, opportunities, and trouble. After a little persuasion, Jessica coaxed them into going into a bookstore before heading out to the arcade. Disgusted, Autumn kept silent, her hands in her pockets, refusing to even look at the books. Shanta nosed around in the weapons section, leafing through a book on swords, and Jessica made her way to the fiction. Beaming as though a kid in a candy shop, she set about finding something she could read while her friends played games.
Autumn sauntered to a cluster of armchairs in the front of the store, falling into one of them with a growl. She leaned back, her head on the headrest, closing her eyes in a huff. She stayed in that position for some time, her mind wandering into the deepest depths of her mind. [Not very deep, let me tell you!]
"Can I help you with anything?" A kind voice asked from above her in Japanese.
Jerked from her thoughts, Autumn sat up and blinked. "N-No." She hissed in Japanese, irritated at being interrupted, "I hate reading."
"Ah, I know the feeling." It was a boy, around the age of sixteen. His thick, black hair fell to his shoulders, his bright blue eyes glistened with amusement. "I can't stand to read."
"Then why do you work here, uh…" Autumn squinted at his name tag, then realized that it was in Japanese. "Mr.Whatever."
"Miko, call me Miko." He said, smiling. He slumped into a chair across from her, his eyes never leaving hers. "And yours is?"
"In Japanese it would be Aki, but in English its Autumn."
"Aw..tum.." He said, struggling with the foreign word. "Autumn."
"Now you have it," She answered dully, letting her head fall back again.
"It's a pretty name." Miko continued, obviously not done talking to her.
"Uh-huh."
"Are all you Americans so lively?" He asked, cocking his head to the side, laphing.
"Yes."
"Where in America do you live?"
"Florida."
"Is… Is it nice there?"
"I guess."
"Alligators live there, right?"
"Yup."
"Where did you learn Japanese?"
"Around."
"Why are you here?"
"To have fun."
"…Has it been fun so far?"
"Mm."
"Have a great time," Miko said, fed up with her lack of enthusiasm in the conversation. He stood and walked away, muttering, "Good luck."
"Bye."
* * *
Jessica propped her book on the catsup bottle as she read it, twisting in a slow circle on her spinning stool. She sat at the snack bar at some nameless arcade, her pals off in the dark game room. She lifted her soda to her mouth, drinking deeply, reading over the paper cup's rim. She struggled with the Japanese symbols, her brow creased in a frown. "He gasped… at the… horrid sight…" She cocked an eyebrow at the horror story, finally sighing and laying the book on the counter. She put a hand to her eyes, "That gave me a headache, and I only read thirty pages!" She took to watching the other people in the room closely, studying their faces. She listened to the cluster of teenagers that sat down the bar, laphing loudly.
"Stupid American! Thinks she can beat a record on DDR…"
"Yeah right! She made so many mistakes on the last one, it was pathetic."
"Her friend over there doesn't seem to be into video games, wonder what she's reading?"
"Was reading. Looks like she gave up."
"I wonder if she'll try DDR?"
Jessica hid a smile, sliding off her stool, she walked over to the kids. "Perhaps you'd like to play a round of DDR with me?" She asked sweetly, making sure her Japanese was perfectly spoken.
"I will," A girl piped up, the one that had commented second. Her short black hair was pulled into two, short, thick ponytails. She held out her hand, "I'm Manituju."
Jessica shook her hand, smiling warmly, "I'm Jessica."
Manituju led the way to the dark game room, her friends following her, grinning. Jessica dug in her pockets for change as she walked. The DDR game played the Japanese song "No Snow" loudly, seemingly rocking the entire room. It consisted of a large screen with a deck in the front, with two separate player spaces, each surrounded with four, multicolored pads, one in front, in back, and on the left and right.
"My favorite!" Jessica screamed over the music, Manituju nodded in response..
The game's objective was simple enough: follow the dance directions on the screen, stepping on the proper pad to gain points and dance. If you missed to many directions, you lost. It you cleared, you got to continue. Jessica's grin became a bit more than friendly, it became demonic, to be frank.
Manituju shoved the coins into the slot, taking her place, Jessica following suite. As the song began to play, heads turned to see who played the DDR max game. They had selected the song "Look at us now". The song blasted off the walls, the lyrics indistinguishable from the music. Jessica paced herself, her hazel eyes intense on the screen, her feet pressing the pads as though their own person. She started belting out the words, singing to the music, letting herself fall into the beat. She risked a glance at Manituju, who seemed as collected as she. CLEARED… Flashed on the screen, the song fading away. Without consulting Jessica, she pressed the icon labeled "Candy" and winked at Jessica.
"My favorite." She informed her, giving her friends a significant look. They snickered in response.
The music started up once more, this time a faster song. Jessica yawned, putting a hand to her mouth as though bored. She leapt head first into the song, turning the tables on the girl. She hit every panel correctly, as did Manituju. CLEARED…
For several rounds this continued, each girl bent on winning so as to laph in the other's face. A crowd had gathered around them, clapping along with the beat, singing the lyrics. The final level came up, and Manituju gestured to the screen. Jessica beamed and thanked her.
"No Snow" began, Jessica screaming along with it, her feet pounding the pads, her score perfect. Manituju was just as faultless, and she seemed as enthused as Jessica at her choice of song. Adrenaline flooded her system, giving Jessica renewed speed and excitement. Autumn and Shanta wandered into the crowd, shocked to see their timid friend doing so well.
CLEARED! The scores flashed acrossed the screen.
Player One: 1274848530
Player Two: 1274848530
"Well, it seems we've tied," Manituju sighed, shaking Jessica's hand. "Care for a rematch?"
"Thanks," Jessica said sincerely, her hazel eyes glistening, "But no. I think it would be better to admit a tie than a loss."
Manituju shrugged, "Who knows? You may win."
"I was talking about you." Jessica grinned broadly, busting out with laphter at the young Japanese girl's face. "I'm way to tired to go again. Thanks for the fun. And the challenge."
"You are welcome." She said solemnly, then smiled, "See you around?"
* * *
"Hiei, report!" Koenma yelled at the top of his lungs at the sullen apparition, who stood infront of his desk, hands in his pockets looking more sullen than usual.
"She has the accursed thing in her pocket. Her and her bratty little friends are currently watching a movie at the hotel." He snarled, adding a foul insult under his breath.
"You must not be seen, got me?" Koenma snapped, his hands folded in a princely manner infront of him. "You must not be seen."
"Sir!"
"Hm?" Koenma looked up from Hiei's pale face to the door. Hiei took this opportunity to make a rather rude face at his boss, who's attention was now on Oger, who stood in the doorway, his arms loaded down with a stack of paper. "Oh, its you, Oger. What is it?"
"Sir, Kuwabara has been attacked!" Oger cried breathlessly, his shoulders shaking as he panted.
"WHAT?!" Koenma leapt up in his chair, not that it made much difference in stature, and bellowed, "GET YUSKUE OVER THERE NOW! WHERE IS KURAMA?! AND BOTAN?! BRING THEM TO ME AT ONCE!"
"Yes sir, right away!"
"And as for you-?" Koenma blinked, "Darn you, Hiei!"
Hiei chuckled to himself as he sped down the hall, Koenma's angry shouts following him, though he took no notice of them.
* * *