Yujo Chronicles: Katsuko's Story
Autheress here! This is the second installment of Yujo Chronicles, but if you don't want to read the first, Emiko's Story, then here's a summary:
Kurama, in his human form, starts remembering his mate from when he was Yoko, his fox demon's form. Her name was Emiko, and Kurama didn't know if she was still alive or not.
A supposedly human girl from his school starts acting strange, and Kurama is given reason to believe Emiko is alive, only now inhabiting a human girl's body.
Hiei reads her mind, awakening her memories of her fox-demon form. Emiko, now in the human form of Komiko Ishitono, and Kurama are reunited.
And now, if you want to read it after that wonderful summary-
Is interrupted by GothKat, who starts coughing, sounding suspiciously like "YouHaveAnOverlyLargeEgoAndThatSummarySucked"
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Like I was saying, if you want to read Emiko's Story now, I warn you of the lemon in the second-to-last chapter.
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Glares after them Stupid lawyers.
Anyways, on with Yujo Chronicles: Katsuko's Story
"Damnit!"
A rock hurtled up into the air, and was followed by a streak of blue light. The rock shattered upon contact, and the pieces rained down upon the livid teenager Yusuke Uramsehi.
The blue light was Yusuke's Tournament-winning Spirit Gun. It was a blast of his arcane energy channeled out of his fingertip that could blast apart a mountain, let alone a small rock.
"Damnit!" Yusuke repeated. Footsteps from the ally behind him made him turn, scowling. Yusuke had gone to the center lot in a maze of old, abandoned warehouses, ignored and in need of repair on the scummy side of town. He hadn't been expecting company.
But when the source of the noise had been identified, Yusuke relaxed.
"Oh, hey, Kurama, Emiko."
The two looked to be twins, both with red hair and green eyes. But the reality was they were reincarnated fox demons, and life-long mates.
Emiko raised an eyebrow. "You..okay?"
Yusuke bent to pick up another rock. "Oh sure. I'm only a reject, that's all."
"I'm sorry, but I don't follow." Kurama's expression mirrored his mate's.
"Kaiko dumped me."
"You've got to be joking." Emiko's disbelief was evident in her voice. "I've known the two of you for like, a week? And even I know how close you two were."
"Apparently not, then, hmm?" Yusuke held the rock in front of him. His fist shimmered and when he opened his fist, powder fell to the ground.
"Did she tell you why?" Kurama's voice was soft.
"Yeah." Yusuke put on a mocking, falsetto voice. "Yusuke, I can't handle this anymore. All this demon stuff. I mean, what if you died again? I don't think I could handle that."
"Oh." Kurama looked down, then quickly back at Yusuke. Disbelief mingled with pity on his handsome features.
"We'll leave." Emiko said quickly. "But Botan's calling a meeting in an hour. Don't beat up to many people." Her tone didn't indicate she was joking. They turned, Kurama taking Emiko's hand gently and giving it the smallest of squeezes before letting go. Yusuke found it hard to watch their retreating backs, and instead reached for another rock.
Click-whrrr.
He froze at the noise, all senses straining to find the source of it. After a moment's pause, he shrugged and threw the rock. Just before he sent up a bolt of Spirit Energy, the noise came again.
Click-whrrr.
"Who's there?" Yusuke shouted, raising his fists.
A flash of sunlight on glass caught his eye. He started to walk towards the spot, looking every ware the slim alleyway where he was headed.
A gasp sounded, and Yusuke whirled around to see a pair of wide hazel eyes.
"You!" Yusuke moved into the alleyway, bloacking her exit.
"Don't you touch me, you dirty bastard!" It was a girl, or fourteen or fifteen years old. Wearing a Sarasaski uniform, she was looking cute, nervous, and sheepish all at once. Yusuke noticed she had a camera clutched protectively in her hands.
"Were you taking pictures of me?" Yusuke demanded.
"Maybe.." She held the camera closer to her chest, and Yusuke's eyes followed her movement. He couldn't help but notice she had a really nice ches-
"Stop looking!" The girl scrunched her knees up hiding herself from view.
"Who says I was?" Yusuke challenged. She merely sent him a glare that made him stutter over his next words. "H-how long have you been here?"
"I- uh, got here when you were talking to those twins."
Yusuke smiled grimly. "They're not twins, baka. He's actually her bishonen."
"You're joking!" She lowered her camera slightly.
"Now, why were you taking pictures of me?" Yusuke folded his arms across his chest.
"It's...well.." The girl stood, dusting off her skirt.
"Well?"
"I'm starting a line."
Yusuke remained blank. "A line..?"
She sighed. "A photography line. You know, a sort of modeling line."
"And you were taking pictures of me because...?"
"Because.." The girl hesitated, then it seemed as a dam had burst. "Because you'd be the perfect model! It's sort of a bad-boy look I'm going for, because the agency I went to sign with photographs the bad-boy look for their clothing company, S & R Sugatos! And-"
"Whoa whoa whoa, slow down, baka-girl. You want me to be your model?"
She nodded, holding her breath. "Um...yes."
Yusuke simply stared, caught between amusement and confusion. "You're serious." He shook his head. "What's your name?"
"Katsuko Majoh. I know you're Yusuke Urameshi."
"How d'you-"
She cut him off with a cheery smile. "We were in detention together for a week. You had punched a lower classmen and me? I had been truent, taking pictures."
"Katsuko.." Yusuke wrinkled his forehead in the effort to remember her. "Mmm, no, I don't remember you."
"What about..Katsu?"
"Katsu! Oh yeah, the chick with the dude name!" Yusuke exclaimed.
His laughter ceased as she punched him, hard, in the shoulder. "It's a nickname, okay?! And it's MY nickname, I'm a girl, so therefore it's a girls's name too!"
Rubbing his shoulder, Yusuke winced, partly for her benefit. "Geeze, Katsu, way to freak out, y'baka."
She punched him again, though this time not as hard. "Stop calling me baka. Are you gonna model for me or not?" Katsu put her hands on her hips, camera dangling on a neck strap.
Yusuke sighed.. "I'm not exactly in the bad-boy mood."
"Nonsense! You were just chucking rocks around!"
"That's cause I was pissed, okay?" Yusuke said, his temper returning as they came dangerously close to the subject of Kaiko.
"Well?! That's just what I need!" Katsu looked at the teenager imploringly. "Please, Yusuke?"
His head jerked up at these words, brown eyes seeking hers. She had sounded so much like Kaiko just then.
Kaiko.
Just the thought of her name stopped his previous anger and instead opened the floodgates to his pain. Tears came uninvited to his eyes but he angrily blinked them away, ducking his chin.
"Yu..suke?" He felt her tentatively touch his shoulder. "Yusuke, are you okay?"
"No." He managed out, angry at how hard it was to speak. "My...g- girlfriend just dumped me."
"Oh, Yusuke, I'm sorry." Katsu looked awkward, but squeezed his shoulder gently with sympathy.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Like hell I'm gonna be a model." Yusuke stood straight and clenched a fist.
"Is that a..yes or a no?" Katsu asked.
"Hell yeah!" Yusuke smiled. "That'll show Kaiko that I'm not sitten' around pining for her!"
"Good. Now.." Katsu eyed Yusuke critically as he unconsciously clenched his fist in front of him, with passionate anger, defiance, and pain reflected deep in his dark brown eyes. His hair was slicked back as always, but a few rebellious strands fell into his face.
Katsu raised the camera, focused the lens, then snapped a picture. She smiled broadly. Yusuke was going to be her ticket into S & R, no doubt.
Katsu: YEYAEAHY!!
Narrin: What was that?
Katsu: YEYAEAHY!!
Ankara: Shut up, will you?
Kiamo: But I didn't say anything!
Ankara: rolls eyes I wasn't talking to you, bubble head.
Kiamo: pats hair worriedly Does this style make my hair look bubbly? Maybe I should go brunette...or redheaded..or maybe like...white-blonde..
Ankara: helpfully Black?
Narrin: Will the both of you-no, would ALL of you shut up?
Katsu: I just wanted to celebrate the end of my first chapter!
Emiko: YOUR first chapter? Hello? Did you write this?
Kiamo: Did you write it, Katsu?
long pause
Narrin: You...arn't serious, right?
Kiamo: has the "duh" look on her face Um...yeah...Obviously.
Emiko: Going purple in the face WHOSE ACCOUNT IS THIS??
Kiamo: PenPusherM's. Duh.
Emiko: AND THIS STORY IS ON WHAT ACCOUNT??
Kiamo: looking utterly bored, saying slowly so we'd all "get it" Pen..Pusher..M...
Emiko: SO THEREFORE, WHO WROTE THIS STORY??
Kiamo: realization dawning Oh..PenPusherM!
Narrin: sarcastically Now that wasn't a complete waste of time.
Ankara: OOH! I just turned on the radio, and it's Linkin Park's IN THE END!!!
all start dancing, and singing along
Ankara: I LOVE YOU CHESTER!!
Hiei: Who..?
Ankara: gulp Uh...gotta go!
As everyone runs off along with Ankara and Hiei, Emiko sticks head back into story
Emiko: Please R & R! And sorry, Kiamo, I couldn't resist....SMMMMIIIILLLLEEEEEE!!!
force of smile knocks Kiamo over as she comes to smother Emiko.