Chapter 2
Still don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, that's my disclaimer
[So, the crown has been recovered, but the unknown theif is still missing]
concluded the news reporter on the TV.
Kurama sighed. He had no choice but to bring the thief back to his hotel room.
She was now sleeping in his bed, but was going to wake up and be a handful to control.
He glanced over at her, her eyes were closed and her mouth was partly open, and her
breath was light. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, unlike when she was awake.
In the few hours that she had been sleeping, Kurama concluded that the theif was a
cougar demon who had the elemental power of electricity. The explained how the
cameras lost power just before each theift.
As Kurama was surfing through TV channels, the theif opened her eyes.
'Where am I?' she thought. Then she noticed Kurama. She jumped out of bed and
tackled him to the ground.
"What is this place?!" she demanded, holding her claws uncomfortably close to
Kurama's neck. "And where have you put my sword?!"
"You are in a hotel room and I took your sword so you wouldn't be able to cut
anything," Kurama answered smoothly.
"You didn't answer me correctly. Where did you put my sword?!"
"In the safe over there," Kurama nodded toward the corner of the room. "Good
luck opening it."
She climbed off of him and slunk over to the safe. She pressed her ear against the
metal, then sniffed the safe, then twisted the little knob. After a few minutes, she tried to
open the safe, but it stayed closed. She growled with anger, and scratched the safe with
her claws. There was no effect. She glared at Kurama, backed away from the safe, made
a giant electric energy ball in her palm, then threw it at the safe. The safe gave way and
the door opened with a screech.
"Demon beats object once again," she said proudly. She reached in the safe and
pulled out the sword, then tied it to her belt with the pearl strap.
"Why do you worry so much about that sword of yours?" Kurama asked.
"First of all," she drew the sword, "This is very strong and sharp, there is no way
somebody could survive after a cut with this. Second, the metal can conduct electricity,
which is good for attacks, but also for absorbing electricity from the sky. And third of all,
the jewels and the metal this is made of makes this sword very valuable."
Kurama stood up and walked near the door. If she planned to escape, he would
have to make sure she didn't get past him.
To start a subject, Kurama asked, "What's your name?"
"Oh, you think once you capture me you can find out my name? Next thing you
know, you're going to request to bed me!" She held the sword close to Kurama neck, her
blue eyes blazing with anger. "I'll have you know, I am a demon in the S class, so don't
even think just because you caught me off-guard that you'll be able to control me."
"Not at all," Kurama smiled innocently. "I want to understand why you are
stealing jewelry and other valuables, but I'd like to know your name first."
"My name is Bookai." She put away her sword and sat down on Kurama's bed.
"And I'm guessing you are Kurama, the demon traitor everyone always talks about."
Kurama nodded, sitting next to her on the bed.
"Listen, you know I'll find a way to escape you," Bookai glared at Kurama. "I
won't stay here forever, because you can't guard the door forever."
"I'm not interested in keeping you here," Kurama had the slight smirk on his lips
again. "I'm going to take you to Japan."
Still don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, that's my disclaimer
[So, the crown has been recovered, but the unknown theif is still missing]
concluded the news reporter on the TV.
Kurama sighed. He had no choice but to bring the thief back to his hotel room.
She was now sleeping in his bed, but was going to wake up and be a handful to control.
He glanced over at her, her eyes were closed and her mouth was partly open, and her
breath was light. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, unlike when she was awake.
In the few hours that she had been sleeping, Kurama concluded that the theif was a
cougar demon who had the elemental power of electricity. The explained how the
cameras lost power just before each theift.
As Kurama was surfing through TV channels, the theif opened her eyes.
'Where am I?' she thought. Then she noticed Kurama. She jumped out of bed and
tackled him to the ground.
"What is this place?!" she demanded, holding her claws uncomfortably close to
Kurama's neck. "And where have you put my sword?!"
"You are in a hotel room and I took your sword so you wouldn't be able to cut
anything," Kurama answered smoothly.
"You didn't answer me correctly. Where did you put my sword?!"
"In the safe over there," Kurama nodded toward the corner of the room. "Good
luck opening it."
She climbed off of him and slunk over to the safe. She pressed her ear against the
metal, then sniffed the safe, then twisted the little knob. After a few minutes, she tried to
open the safe, but it stayed closed. She growled with anger, and scratched the safe with
her claws. There was no effect. She glared at Kurama, backed away from the safe, made
a giant electric energy ball in her palm, then threw it at the safe. The safe gave way and
the door opened with a screech.
"Demon beats object once again," she said proudly. She reached in the safe and
pulled out the sword, then tied it to her belt with the pearl strap.
"Why do you worry so much about that sword of yours?" Kurama asked.
"First of all," she drew the sword, "This is very strong and sharp, there is no way
somebody could survive after a cut with this. Second, the metal can conduct electricity,
which is good for attacks, but also for absorbing electricity from the sky. And third of all,
the jewels and the metal this is made of makes this sword very valuable."
Kurama stood up and walked near the door. If she planned to escape, he would
have to make sure she didn't get past him.
To start a subject, Kurama asked, "What's your name?"
"Oh, you think once you capture me you can find out my name? Next thing you
know, you're going to request to bed me!" She held the sword close to Kurama neck, her
blue eyes blazing with anger. "I'll have you know, I am a demon in the S class, so don't
even think just because you caught me off-guard that you'll be able to control me."
"Not at all," Kurama smiled innocently. "I want to understand why you are
stealing jewelry and other valuables, but I'd like to know your name first."
"My name is Bookai." She put away her sword and sat down on Kurama's bed.
"And I'm guessing you are Kurama, the demon traitor everyone always talks about."
Kurama nodded, sitting next to her on the bed.
"Listen, you know I'll find a way to escape you," Bookai glared at Kurama. "I
won't stay here forever, because you can't guard the door forever."
"I'm not interested in keeping you here," Kurama had the slight smirk on his lips
again. "I'm going to take you to Japan."