Gomen! T.T;
I had writer's block (more or less -.-;;; ) on this fic, heh . . .
. . . . will you guys forgive me for not posting any new chappies?
. . . . . . . . . . . . wait . . . . . . .
You HAVE to forgive me . . . otherwise . . . .
I shall never update again! Muahahahahaha!!!
::random objects are thrown at her from annoyed, death-glaring readers . . . somehow including many purple frogs o.o;;; ::
Kita: O.O; EEP!!!! SUMANAI, MINNA-SAN! SUMANAI!!! ::a frog hits her smack dab in the face::
T.T;;;;
. . . . . . eww . . . . . . .
lol, and now I shall update -
Yusuke's POV
I watched her sleep. She was so peaceful . . .
Keiko had stayed awake as long as she could, talking to me. God, how I hated it. Then I smirked at my thoughts. For some reason, my way of thinking had reverted back to its original rebellious slang . . .
A cool breeze blew through the open window, and I walked over to shut it. However, as soon as I appeared at the glass, Botan flew in, and I managed, having Hiei's speed, to narrowly avoid a collision. Breathing again, I turned and hissed at her, being careful not to wake Keiko.
"Botan! Don't DO that!" She blinked, then smiled brightly.
"Hello Yusuke!" She exclaimed cheerfully. I ran over and covered her loud mouth in less than an instant, using Hiei's skills to jump onto and out of the window, a safe distance away from the sleeping brunette. When we had landed somewhere where our voices were muted, I released her. She glared at me for a moment, then sighed, hiding her hands in the kimono fabric, bent at the elbow with the forearms perpendicular to the ground. The ancient- styled clothing covering her arms made her look like a weird pink bird that has just come to rest. I cocked an eyebrow at her strange posture.
"I suppose you're wondering why I'm here, Yusuke?" She asked carefully, eyeing me as she turned her face slightly downwards. I scoffed at her and she nodded, hiding a smile.
"So I suppose it's true . . . Hiei's been wearing off on you, ne?" She teased playfully. I sent a short-lived glare over to her.
"Get to the point." She nodded, bringing out her oar.
"You have to come with me back to Reikai."
"Why?"
"Well . . . Koenma-sama thinks that we may have found a way to reverse 'henka' . . . it's slim, but there's still a chance!"
Kurama's POV
I woke upon sensing a new presence. I cautiously opened my eyes, blinking in confusion as a mass of black met my eyes. Then, remembering, I smiled softly, sneaking a glance at the peaceful face facing away from me. I sighed upon seeing the teen, closing my eyes briefly before remembering why I had woken. My gaze shifted then, flitting around the forest as I tried to locate the figure.
"Who's here?" I heard in a low, intense tone sent up from my arms.
"I'm not quite sure . . ." I replied, whispering.
Slowly we separated until we were both merely sitting on the same branch, to anyone looking just casually enjoying each other's company. A blue oni then appeared in the leaves below our tree, stopping to study a piece of paper in his hand. I realized the moment Hiei left; Yusuke's body was far too slow NOT to notice the movement. Shortly after, I followed suit, landing on the green grass to the left side of the Jaganshi turned teen. The oni opened his mouth as though to speak, but no words came out. He was gaping at us, I realized in slight irritation. Most likely Koenma hadn't informed him of the . . . eh . . . 'switch' . . . the nervous ogre rather reminded me of a fish gasping for water, actually—
"What does Koenma want." Hiei stated sharply, the annoyance I felt all too clear in the tantei's tone. The servant of Reikai nodded quickly, then hastily bowed, attempting to project a professional air.
"Kurama-san, Hiei-san; Koenma-sama has requested your presence in the Reikai palace due to the conflicting factors currently—"
"Get to the point, baka." The half-koorime growled. I chuckled at hearing it so close to my own ear. It was much more noticable to hear it higher up off the ground . . . the oni started to stutter at the hostile tone. I smiled warmly at him, trying to calm the panicky messenger.
"And why does he request our presence?" I asked simply. He visibly relaxed when turning to me, though his eyes flickered back to the annoyed face of the scowling ningen next to me.
"Koenma-sama believes that he may have found a way to reverse your . . . condition?"
-[ Later (in Reikai) ]-
Hiei's POV
Baka 'condition' . . .
Baka demi-god . . .
Baka ningen body . . .
Baka reikai tantei . . .
Baka kitsune . . .
I smirked at the thought of the fox, remembering. At least the idiot had recognized me this time when he woke up. I shook off the uncomfortable memory, instead looking up to the redhead at my side. We were waiting for the baka in my body to show up . . .
I felt warmth as something found its way into my palm. I glanced down, finding the kitsune's hand grasping mine lightly. I looked up at him, and he gave me a quick smile before turning his face back to the wooden doors again. I 'hn'ed, but returned the warm gesture with a loose grasp of my own. He smiled genuinely this time, green eyes flickering to the side to look at me from the corners. I scoffed, turning my gaze back to the doors Yusuke was supposed to enter by, the slightly apprehensive (though I didn't show it) feeling in my stomach calmed by the kind youko's soft skin . . .
At last they entered, a boldly striding . . . ME . . . followed by a disgruntled-looking blue-haired deity of death. I 'hn'ed.
"What, did you fall on the way here?" I said to both of them, receiving a glare from Botan and a casual shrug from Yusuke. He smiled then, making my lips begin to twitch. I growled at the display of emotion from my body, but Kurama's light hand on my arm held me back (a.n./ they had released each other as soon as Kurama felt someone approaching . . .) and I settled to walking to stand in front of the toddler's desk, me falling into place next to Kurama who was standing between Yusuke and me.
After a few minutes of impatient waiting, Botan cleared her throat.
"Eh . . . Koenma-sama?" The demi-god looked up, then blinked.
"Ah, yes. Arigato, Botan, for escorting Yusuke here. You may leave now."
"Hai!" She turned and quickly exited the room in a flutter of pink and blue.
As soon as the door was shut, Koenma looked up at us from his chair.
"Now . . . regarding that youkai-witch on your last case . . ." my glare darkened as I remembered who was RESPONSIBLE for that fated mission . . .
"After a simple background-check, we found that she was very skilled, indeed. In fact, much more powerful than we originally thought, but that is to be attributed to her masking her youki very thoroughly." Yusuke nodded, just as impatient as myself.
"And . . . it seems . . . she trained under a highly skilled and knowledgeable demoness. This mistress witch has managed to convert her energy into a tangible sphere-form, and amplify it with her added magick. This makes for a very vast supply of power." Yusuke nodded again, and my fists clenched. Get ON with it, baka . . .
"This supply of energy is the only thing that is powerful enough to dispel the curse. She keeps it in her most guarded vault in her lair in the Makai."
Koenma took a breath, then remained silent.
"So we need only find the sphere and use its power to reverse 'henka'?" Kurama asked patiently.
. . . . . . . . . .
"Well . . . ?!" Yusuke said after a few minutes of no response from the toddler.
"Well . . . that's the best case scenario."
"Nani?" The detective questioned, shaken slightly. I was worried as well, but didn't let my emotions show as openly.
". . . then what's wrong?" I growled. Koenma sighed, then sucked on his pacifier furiously before answering.
"Actually . . . upon finding more information about the two witches . . ."
"Yes?" Kurama stated, impatience a clear undertone in his usually calm voice.
"We have found that most of their curses . . . if not cured within a week . . . usually remain permanent."
I have now seen 'The Poltergeist Report'.
Fun-ness -
And Kuronue-ness . . . ::sighs happily::
I finally know what he looks like! =-=
Anyway, yay, I updated for you guys ( note the 'past tense' at this point in time . . . -.-;;; )!!
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Ok, well, gomen for the less-than-exciting chapter and . . . bye!
- Kita out -;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
PS
Yes, I know I'm a baka. -.-;;;
(lol)
Ja! -
I had writer's block (more or less -.-;;; ) on this fic, heh . . .
. . . . will you guys forgive me for not posting any new chappies?
. . . . . . . . . . . . wait . . . . . . .
You HAVE to forgive me . . . otherwise . . . .
I shall never update again! Muahahahahaha!!!
::random objects are thrown at her from annoyed, death-glaring readers . . . somehow including many purple frogs o.o;;; ::
Kita: O.O; EEP!!!! SUMANAI, MINNA-SAN! SUMANAI!!! ::a frog hits her smack dab in the face::
T.T;;;;
. . . . . . eww . . . . . . .
lol, and now I shall update -
Yusuke's POV
I watched her sleep. She was so peaceful . . .
Keiko had stayed awake as long as she could, talking to me. God, how I hated it. Then I smirked at my thoughts. For some reason, my way of thinking had reverted back to its original rebellious slang . . .
A cool breeze blew through the open window, and I walked over to shut it. However, as soon as I appeared at the glass, Botan flew in, and I managed, having Hiei's speed, to narrowly avoid a collision. Breathing again, I turned and hissed at her, being careful not to wake Keiko.
"Botan! Don't DO that!" She blinked, then smiled brightly.
"Hello Yusuke!" She exclaimed cheerfully. I ran over and covered her loud mouth in less than an instant, using Hiei's skills to jump onto and out of the window, a safe distance away from the sleeping brunette. When we had landed somewhere where our voices were muted, I released her. She glared at me for a moment, then sighed, hiding her hands in the kimono fabric, bent at the elbow with the forearms perpendicular to the ground. The ancient- styled clothing covering her arms made her look like a weird pink bird that has just come to rest. I cocked an eyebrow at her strange posture.
"I suppose you're wondering why I'm here, Yusuke?" She asked carefully, eyeing me as she turned her face slightly downwards. I scoffed at her and she nodded, hiding a smile.
"So I suppose it's true . . . Hiei's been wearing off on you, ne?" She teased playfully. I sent a short-lived glare over to her.
"Get to the point." She nodded, bringing out her oar.
"You have to come with me back to Reikai."
"Why?"
"Well . . . Koenma-sama thinks that we may have found a way to reverse 'henka' . . . it's slim, but there's still a chance!"
Kurama's POV
I woke upon sensing a new presence. I cautiously opened my eyes, blinking in confusion as a mass of black met my eyes. Then, remembering, I smiled softly, sneaking a glance at the peaceful face facing away from me. I sighed upon seeing the teen, closing my eyes briefly before remembering why I had woken. My gaze shifted then, flitting around the forest as I tried to locate the figure.
"Who's here?" I heard in a low, intense tone sent up from my arms.
"I'm not quite sure . . ." I replied, whispering.
Slowly we separated until we were both merely sitting on the same branch, to anyone looking just casually enjoying each other's company. A blue oni then appeared in the leaves below our tree, stopping to study a piece of paper in his hand. I realized the moment Hiei left; Yusuke's body was far too slow NOT to notice the movement. Shortly after, I followed suit, landing on the green grass to the left side of the Jaganshi turned teen. The oni opened his mouth as though to speak, but no words came out. He was gaping at us, I realized in slight irritation. Most likely Koenma hadn't informed him of the . . . eh . . . 'switch' . . . the nervous ogre rather reminded me of a fish gasping for water, actually—
"What does Koenma want." Hiei stated sharply, the annoyance I felt all too clear in the tantei's tone. The servant of Reikai nodded quickly, then hastily bowed, attempting to project a professional air.
"Kurama-san, Hiei-san; Koenma-sama has requested your presence in the Reikai palace due to the conflicting factors currently—"
"Get to the point, baka." The half-koorime growled. I chuckled at hearing it so close to my own ear. It was much more noticable to hear it higher up off the ground . . . the oni started to stutter at the hostile tone. I smiled warmly at him, trying to calm the panicky messenger.
"And why does he request our presence?" I asked simply. He visibly relaxed when turning to me, though his eyes flickered back to the annoyed face of the scowling ningen next to me.
"Koenma-sama believes that he may have found a way to reverse your . . . condition?"
-[ Later (in Reikai) ]-
Hiei's POV
Baka 'condition' . . .
Baka demi-god . . .
Baka ningen body . . .
Baka reikai tantei . . .
Baka kitsune . . .
I smirked at the thought of the fox, remembering. At least the idiot had recognized me this time when he woke up. I shook off the uncomfortable memory, instead looking up to the redhead at my side. We were waiting for the baka in my body to show up . . .
I felt warmth as something found its way into my palm. I glanced down, finding the kitsune's hand grasping mine lightly. I looked up at him, and he gave me a quick smile before turning his face back to the wooden doors again. I 'hn'ed, but returned the warm gesture with a loose grasp of my own. He smiled genuinely this time, green eyes flickering to the side to look at me from the corners. I scoffed, turning my gaze back to the doors Yusuke was supposed to enter by, the slightly apprehensive (though I didn't show it) feeling in my stomach calmed by the kind youko's soft skin . . .
At last they entered, a boldly striding . . . ME . . . followed by a disgruntled-looking blue-haired deity of death. I 'hn'ed.
"What, did you fall on the way here?" I said to both of them, receiving a glare from Botan and a casual shrug from Yusuke. He smiled then, making my lips begin to twitch. I growled at the display of emotion from my body, but Kurama's light hand on my arm held me back (a.n./ they had released each other as soon as Kurama felt someone approaching . . .) and I settled to walking to stand in front of the toddler's desk, me falling into place next to Kurama who was standing between Yusuke and me.
After a few minutes of impatient waiting, Botan cleared her throat.
"Eh . . . Koenma-sama?" The demi-god looked up, then blinked.
"Ah, yes. Arigato, Botan, for escorting Yusuke here. You may leave now."
"Hai!" She turned and quickly exited the room in a flutter of pink and blue.
As soon as the door was shut, Koenma looked up at us from his chair.
"Now . . . regarding that youkai-witch on your last case . . ." my glare darkened as I remembered who was RESPONSIBLE for that fated mission . . .
"After a simple background-check, we found that she was very skilled, indeed. In fact, much more powerful than we originally thought, but that is to be attributed to her masking her youki very thoroughly." Yusuke nodded, just as impatient as myself.
"And . . . it seems . . . she trained under a highly skilled and knowledgeable demoness. This mistress witch has managed to convert her energy into a tangible sphere-form, and amplify it with her added magick. This makes for a very vast supply of power." Yusuke nodded again, and my fists clenched. Get ON with it, baka . . .
"This supply of energy is the only thing that is powerful enough to dispel the curse. She keeps it in her most guarded vault in her lair in the Makai."
Koenma took a breath, then remained silent.
"So we need only find the sphere and use its power to reverse 'henka'?" Kurama asked patiently.
. . . . . . . . . .
"Well . . . ?!" Yusuke said after a few minutes of no response from the toddler.
"Well . . . that's the best case scenario."
"Nani?" The detective questioned, shaken slightly. I was worried as well, but didn't let my emotions show as openly.
". . . then what's wrong?" I growled. Koenma sighed, then sucked on his pacifier furiously before answering.
"Actually . . . upon finding more information about the two witches . . ."
"Yes?" Kurama stated, impatience a clear undertone in his usually calm voice.
"We have found that most of their curses . . . if not cured within a week . . . usually remain permanent."
I have now seen 'The Poltergeist Report'.
Fun-ness -
And Kuronue-ness . . . ::sighs happily::
I finally know what he looks like! =-=
Anyway, yay, I updated for you guys ( note the 'past tense' at this point in time . . . -.-;;; )!!
-;;
Ok, well, gomen for the less-than-exciting chapter and . . . bye!
- Kita out -;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
PS
Yes, I know I'm a baka. -.-;;;
(lol)
Ja! -