Flower Petals: Heya readers! Sorry about the late update, but Driver's Ed is murder! XX Seriously though, the last 1 hour video we had to watch in class was all about how to buy a car. And the one before that was how to wash and wax a car. All very important stuff of course (that's sarcastic), but what about the rules of the road???!!!What would I tell a police officer who pulls me over because I broke some rule I wasn't aware of? knocks on wood
"Uh, hi officer. No, wasn't aware of that law, but hey, I'll show you how to properly wax your car!"
Anygohoobles, I guess the last chapter wasn't very good because only four people reviewed! horror, shock, tears So thank you, you four wonderful people:
TAB: Yup, it turns out "Ojigi" is easier to spell than my name! Go figure.... Thank you for all the compliments! Though you're a bit scary.......;
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Anica106: No, I'm not planning on going into Hiei's fight with Bui for a few reasons. One, I'd have to change the title of this story ("Yoko Kurama"). And two, I'm just too lazy. ; But if you'd like to know anything about the future fights or anything else related to Yu Yu Hakusho, just ask and I'd be happy to answer any questions!!!
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Flower Petals
Table's Turned
Yoko's Magic
Smoke cleared to disclose the minatorial plant in all its horrific splendor. Yoko stood in the midst of the swaying branches, bloodied arms folded across his chest.
"It's useless to run," he informed his opponent. "It would only make you easier to catch."
But the warning was irrelevant; the predacious Ojigi coiled its stems like the tense muscles of a predatory cat before it springs to deliver the fatal blow upon its prey, then dove for Karasu. Its aim was perfect, but Karasu was too quick; he leapt from his place then ducked and leapt again, tendrils of his infinitely black cape billowing behind him.
"This is it!" Kuwabara cried, dark eyes bright with hope and excitement.
"Kick his ass, Kurama!" Yusuke shouted.
Yoko regarded Karasu with a mild amusement. "It must be hard for you to lose control."
His enemy met his gaze for a moment, then quickly somersaulted from a clever attack from behind only to roll back again as yet another part of the Ojigi exploited his debilitating strength.
Desperation robbing him of coherent thoughts, he summoned a bomb in his right palm, and flung it at an approaching bud, its mouths revealing innumerable jagged teeth.
It screamed a thousand high-pitched voices, chorusing into a solitary strident cacophony.
"The Ojigi also responds to aggression," said Yoko and as he spoke, the botanic monstrosity bristled at the sight of its fallen comrade, besieged by crimson flames. "So it will be all the more vicious once you attack."
With vengeful vivacity, the Ojigi attacked, dark acid spewing from its many mouths and melting the arena floor all around Karasu. He leapt and spiraled about the ring, his own vitality diminishing with every step. The buds dove at him and he leapt to safety, but then fell to his knees, using one doddering arm to support himself.
Smiling imperceptibly, Yoko raised a single finger and set it against the side of his skull as Karasu had done not long ago. "You're going to have to come up with a smart way of killing it or else. . .bang."
Karasu's eyes widened in abstract horror as one of the thorned branches swooped for him, its abundantly toothed mouths stretching wide enough to encompass him fully. Blind terror had paralyzed him; the bud embraced Karasu, deadly leaves squeezing the life out of him as the stem raised him high into the air.
With a sickening noise, the mask that had hidden his face for so long, detached itself from his pale skin and plummeted to the ground, precipitated by a waterfall of blood.
More of the buds latched on, until only an immense circle held up by thick stems could be witnessed.
"I thought it was going to last much longer than that," Yoko admitted to himself. But then he shrugged his broad shoulders. "I would've liked to have toyed with him a little before he died."
"Uh-" Koto stuttered, as if what had happened was too difficult to put into words. "T-that was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! Kurama's plant just grabbed Karasu and juiced him like a fresh orange! I never would've thought botany could be so deliciously gruesome!"
Kuwabara was smiling widely. "Kurama sure showed that punk what was up, and he closed the deal in a measly five minutes! Eat that Toguro!"
"Yes!" said Yusuke, his fingers rolling into fists. "Two more wins and it's done."
Beside him, the dark haired Hiei remained silent, his cold red eyes devoid of any emotion.
"Holy Toledo," whispered Koenma in an unsteady tone. "I never knew Kurama could do that. Remind me never to make that guy mad."
Amidst the crowd sat Keiko and her companions, faces brightened by relieved smiles.
"I can't believe it-Kurama won."
Shizuru was also smiling however uncharacteristic it was of her. "Don't get me wrong, I love my bro, but it's nice to see someone not embarrass himself."
Grotesque, bone-cracking sounds emanated from the circular projection that sat supported in the air. Yoko smirked to himself complacently, then pivoted on his heel and began striding towards the end of the battle field.
It was over; the first match of the finals had been won, and the beginning of the end had begun.
"Hey Juri, get the let out!" Koto reminded, waving enthusiastically to the frozen referee.
Juri blinked once, then twice, clearly not fully recovered from the sheer intensity of the abrupt battle. "O-oh right!" she said and rose to her feet. "Um, it looks like Karasu's been soundly defeated, and the winner of the first match is Team Urameshi's Kurama!"
There was no cheering. Nor the highly anticipated incensed and outraged tumultuousness typically received from the crowd at the announcement of such a victor.
All was silent, for the ball of entwined Ojigi had ceased its movement just as the gentle footsteps of Yoko could only dimly be heard. Eerily, it sank to the surface of the arena.
Juri recoiled, arms pressed against her chest. "H-hey, stay back!"
The footsteps halted. Yoko whipped around, his long hair tumbling over his shoulders, in time to see blasts of green energy erupt from the ominously glowing fixture.
It exploded.
Team Urameshi stood in absolute shock and dread, their eyes reflecting the last burning remnants of the great plant Ojigi.
Thick black smoke obscured the maskless figure who stood casually with hands in pockets and hair streaming in the sporadic gusts of wind.
"I wouldn't count me out just yet," Karasu advised in a low tone.
All color drained from Juri's face. "Oh I'm so sorry! That was entirely my fault. Everyone, forget what I just said! The fight will now continue, okay?" She scampered off the arena muttering miserably to herself, "This is insane."
The crowed whistled and cheered at the return of their beloved fighter, delivered to them from the very precipice of death, the precinct of doom.
Wind teased Yoko's epheral white tunic, and sent silver strands of his hair dancing over his narrow face. His sharp yellow gaze regarded Karasu with malevolence.
Karasu's bleeding lips cracked into a smile. "You look surprised, Yoko. Did you think that was the last you'd see of me?"
A snicker came from the thing on Toguro's shoulder. "Karasu has lost his dear old mask," remarked his brother.
"Indeed he did," said Toguro. "Take a few steps back Sakyo-things are about to get hazardous."
"Oh?" queried the man bearing the scar, and hesitantly stepped backwards a pace.
Eyes smiling, Karasu's lips parted and his cheeks caved in as he began consuming frightful amounts of air. Energy was born all around him, coloring his midnight dark hair a sheer golden.
"Brace yourself people!" Koto warned. "Karasu's back and he's not happy! His hair has also changed from jet black to hyper-glow blonde. To follow the stereotype, that means he's popular and more aggressive."
Kuwabara's brow wrinkled into a frown. "Can someone fill me in here? What's going on with his hair?"
"It's an explicit sign he's internalizing his power," Hiei replied tonelessly. "Which means the bombs he creates are now inside of him virtually making him one giant explosive."
Yusuke slowly bent forward as if not truly accepting his teammate's words. "Are you serious?"
"Of course I am!" Hiei snapped, his crimson eyes never straying from Yoko. "If my assumptions are correct, he's about to detonate. If you're wise, you'll take cover now."
Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Koenma bristled, and six anxious eyes focused on Karasu.
Yoko took a step back, fear and uncertainty clouding his fair features. His opponent radiated with an intense energy nearly too bright to look upon. He twined his long slender fingers, eyes wide and frenzied, a mad chuckle sputtering from his lips. The chuckle mutated into a horrible maniacal laughter as the energy besieging him intensified, forming a circular barrier encompassing his length.
The extreme brilliance reflected off of Toguro's dark narrow sunglasses. "I think you should know Karasu has no loyalties," he spoke to Sakyo. "He'll kill everyone in this stadium if he thinks it'll help."
Sakyo stepped behind the looming figure of Toguro, becoming unseen in his great shadow.
Yoko blinked through the radiance, witnessing the energy orb containing Karasu ascend rapidly into the air until it reached such a height that only remarkable illuminance could be seen.
Peels of laughter resonated from the walls, echoing their dissonant insanity, and crescendoing into an obstreperous forte.
And then Karasu dived, wind whipping his golden hair across his face, his rabid gaze locked on the hapless fox demon Yoko.
In the next moment, a sheer white brilliance illuminated the dome, piercing through the eyes and skull and bearing into the very soul of even those who had their eyes screwed closed. Then came an inimitable thunderous eruption that completely massacred the entire western flank of the stadium, sending countless souls to an early demise.
Yusuke and his team were pelted backwards as many others were; smashing into boulders or other force-driven debris or plummeting to their doom an infinity below. Black smoke billowed through the gaping hole, concealing the dimming sun and clouded sky. A grey gaze settled over the dead, who lay where they had been cruelly left, their bodies broken, their fogged eyes open but unseeing.
On the opposite corner, the girls Yukina, Shizuru, Botan, and Keiko sat, stricken with horror.
Yusuke kicked a massive stone slab off himself, took in a deep breath, then shot to his feet. "Hey, is everyone alright?"
The Lord of the Spirit World was situated precariously between two enormous building stones. "Oh,"he moaned, dust falling from his binki as it moved rhythmically with his words. "That idiot almost killed me. I should have him arrested."
A few feet away, Kuwabara sat up holding his head. "Y-you guys hear singing?" Half-expecting to hear a typical scathing response, he glanced about and discovered Hiei, standing on what was left of the perimeter wall, hands casually tucked away in the folds of his black cloak.
But Hiei said nothing.
"Where's Kurama?" Yusuke demanded. His brown eyes scanned the proximity.
Somewhere beneath the announcer's desk, Koto uttered a little cough. Her ears flattened against her head. "A significant portion of the ring has been completely wiped out," she spoke into the microphone. "There are corpses everywhere and Kurama's not to be seen!"
The suffocating silence of the devastated ring was broken by a chuckle. A victorious tone was manifest in the way Karasu laughed.
He had won.
But on the other side of the ring, debris shifted. Karasu fell silent, his eyebrows lowered.
A flaming red haired Kurama pushed aside the remaining rocks surrounding him, small fragments of stone slipping from his shoulders.
"Oh wow!" Koto cried. "That Kurama is like a nasty virus-you just can't get rid of him!"
Kurama grit his teeth through the ubiquitous pain, using both his arms to balance himself between stone slabs.
"However, it does look like the last explosion has taken its toll, because now he's back in his original human form!"
"Ah crap!" Yusuke cursed. "The potion wore off. Now he's really gonna have to wing it."
"I-I don't get it!" Kuwabara threw his arms up in frustration. "He said that stuff is supposed to last fifteen minutes!"
Exhausted and pained, Kurama gradually pushed to his feet, crimson spurting from his open wounds. His left arm seared in agony and he clutched at it, mind reeling with innumerable thoughts.
I don't understand. I was sure the potion lasted longer.
The sound of slow, deliberate footsteps increased in volume. Tap-tap. Tap-tap.
For some reason its effects are weakening every time I use it.
The footsteps had ceased; Karasu stood before him on the edge of the arena, the corners of his lips curved in a scalp-crawlingly creepy smirk.
"Forgive me for disturbing your train of thought," Karasu drawled. He spread out his arms. "But shouldn't you take this time to pray?"
Kurama clenched his teeth, hand tightening about his shattered arm.
"After all," Karasu continued, and now his lips twisted into a wicked smile, "you are about to meet your creator. You can ask Him why he flawed with you!"
Laughter rang out across the ruined coliseum, its evil and corrupt victoriousness echoing long after it had desisted.
Flower Petals: That's it! If you read, please review! And if you didn't read, you could always review out of the kindness of your evil heart. And if you just plain don't care, then what are you doing checking out this story anyway???
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