Genkai sat and Kurama sat before her.
"Well?" Genkai said at last. "What do you want?"
Kurama's eyebrow raised. He had heard a lot about Genkai. The fact that she would remind him so much of Yuusuke wasn't what he was expecting to be thinking when he first met her.
Kurama sighed. "I need your help." he said.
"Oh?" Genkai answered.
"Yes. That is...I need your help because of a...friend of mine."
"I see. And what is wrong with this "friend" of yours, demon?"
"Kurama." Kurama said gently. "My name is Kurama."
"Is it, now?" Genkai said, but she was smiling genuinly. "I have heard of you. Well. You're not dead."
Kurama shook his head. "No."
"And you're human."
"Yes."
"I see." she said although just what she saw Kurama had no idea.
He cleared his throat and thought of the argument he had decided on the stairs. "What do you know about a jagan?"
"A jagan?" Genkai frowned.
Kurama touched his forehead. "A third eye."
"I know what a jagan is, smart ass."
Kurama paused, taken aback. Yes, he thought, very much so like Yusuke. He had heard that the spirit detective was under this woman's training. He sighed, imagining them working together. "It is an unnatural jagan. He had it placed there."
"So it's not working now, is that it?"
Kurama paused again. This wasn't how his argument was suppose to unfurl. He had to think quickly. "Yes..." he said.
Genkai smiled. "You're a smart one, Kurama. I said I'd heard of you, and I have. Ask me what you want to ask and stop trying to think a step ahead of me. You won't."
"I..." Kurama started, then stopped and laughed softly. "I guess not. So I will get to the point. His jagan is not working. He told me he couldn't see me with it and he was standing...in the same room. And I think it is affecting him in other ways as well."
"Has he injured it?"
"No. I don't believe so."
Genkair rubbed her chin. "I have rarely heard of anyone surviving the transplant process to receive a jagan. Your friend must be very interesting, but why now...." She paused. "A jagan is like an open door to the spirit energy of its bearer. If there is no injury and I don't think jagans just stop working like some cheap used car, I have to say there is something coming between your friend and his energy."
"Like what?" Kurama asked earnestly. Genkai was staring at him. "Genkai?"
"Kurama?" she said. "Youko Kurama?"
"Yes." Kurama said, hardly seeing the relevance of his name in the line of questioning.
Genkai smiled. "And you said he was just a friend, you naughty Fox."
...to be continued...