WARNING! WARNING! ALMOST FILLER CHAPPIE! LOTS OF POINTLESS STUFF!
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Well, after I managed to dig myself out of multiple stacks of essays and schoolwork, I went for a walk. Then, I was helping an old lady with a heavy bag of groceries cross the street. But then she knocked me out with her cane and kidnapped me, which is why I took so long to update.
I CAN MAKE ITALICS! WHOOO! FINALLY!
---, , , , , and anything else you can think of; means a scene change. Hopefully, you've realized that by now.
ITALICS!! ...now mean a sort of flashback to the last chapter.
One last thing: Who knows if there's a sun in Makai? Because I don't...
Second to last thing: I know, I know. My updates take forever. But that's because I like starting things, and then have an AMAZINGLY difficult time finishing them. It even says so on my horoscope sign's description! I'm a cancer.
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"Can't you just whistle?"
"Whhhhhhpppppfffftttpphhhhhh—"
"Wrong again. You don't blow through your teeth; you blow through your lips!"
"WHHHHHPPHHFFTT!" Kuronue narrowly missed hitting his "whistling tutor" with a forceful spray of spit in a powerful breath inspired by frustration.
In an astounding time of one minute and twenty-seven seconds, Jin and Touya had determined this:
Since he had no instrument, the bat demon's necklace was useless even if it was retrieved.
Therefore, he needed to be taught how to whistle.
Kuronue was a fool for not learning how to whistle three hundred years ago.
Kuronue was also a fool for not having eaten the necklace or having it (surgically) implanted into his body.
Chimeras were frightening when their anger escalated.
At the moment, a somewhat bruised wind demon with several lumps on his head was inspecting the inner recesses of their boundaries, a hand tenderly probing one of the violence-caused bumps on his skull. He watched the pair out of the corner of his right eye, the left one swiveling to look for the necklace, which was performing a talent he had perfected in the last two decades.
Jin was extremely bored, to say the least, and out of desperation had found that he could give himself some amount of entertainment if he made his eyes roll in different directions, then squinted to blur the scene. Touya and Kuronue looked exactly like a drop of water and a tree stump, except that the water was rather choppy, and the trunk was winged...
His undeniably strange train of thought screeched to a halt when a faint glint of gold showed itself within his field of vision. The elf drifted down towards the sparkle, stretched out in a horizontal position on nothing but air.
A plan to escape:
Check.
A possible opening to use:
Check.
The demon to use:
Soon to be checked.
The key to unlock the demon:
...Jin rested his chin on his folded arms and peered gloomily at the necklace that was lying mutely on the surface of his prison. "You'd better work." He told it mournfully.
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A/N: Yes, I'm stalling for time here while I get my brain to move its extremely slow butt and get some ideas. I think the summer heat fried it completely and its only just now woken up. So they shall remain in their little container.
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Youko Kurama was puzzled. Only a teeny-tiny bit, of course, but still, he was puzzled. Several low-class demons had crossed his path. He'd killed them all, of course, but many of them had gaped at him instead of going about in their normal primitive behavior as uncivilized youkai as they should have in his presence. Was it possible that his disguise was too feeble? Never before had the bandit donned a costume, and coincidentally had little experience on the subject. He had always preferred holding his robberies over the fools' heads to keeping quiet and remaining an unseen silhouette.
The fox demon had also considered reverting to his human form, but that would have made him attract even more attention considering that this was Makai. He'd taken some pride in the making of his masquerade, regarding his former white complexion, but perhaps he had been too simple in selection...
Ah, well. They were gone now.
He banished the nagging thoughts, and fell onto all fours as he slipped into the guise of a fox, and went off to hunt. A kitsune had to eat, after all. He spotted a pheasant waddling through a bunch of tall reeds, and slunk carefully after it. It was a nice, plump, prey—and not one of the irksome demon-possessed ones, either. The creature would make a decent meal for the day.
Hunting...how he had missed it...
He lunged, and broke the bird's neck.
Perfect.
Kurama was about to gorge himself when he felt a strange, buzzing sensation by his ear. The youkai swiped an annoyed paw at it-
And froze when a barrage of two tiny voices intoned themselves into his ears, echoing irritatingly. Their conversation (which was directed only partially at himself, it seemed) went something like this:
Right ear: "Youko-"
Left ear: "Youkai-"
Right ear: "Kitsune-"
Together: "Konnichiwa."
Left: "Karasu-sama requests-"
Kurama's eyes narrowed at the name "Karasu".
Right: "Demands-"
Left: "Yes, demands-"
Right, triumphantly: "But you said 'requests'-"
Left, indignantly: "Tis the same."
Right: "Is not."
"Tis too."
"Is not."
"Tis too."
"Is not."
"Tis too."
"Isn't."
"Tis."
"Isn't."
"Tis."
"Isn't."
"Tis."
The fox shook his head, hoping to quake the intruders out of his ears, but had no such luck. The voices continued their increasingly loud dispute at his eardrums' expense, and at last his exasperation grew too great. He transformed back into a youkai, and snatched at his ears, earning himself two closed fists and tight hold on two tiny bodies. Youko brought his clenched hands before him, claws coming treacherously close to cutting his palms.
"What do you want?"
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A/N: Short, yes, but they'll be back. If Youko has been acting rather strangely and out of character, I apologize. It's because I have seen very few of the episodes with him, and there are very few episodes to begin with. The same goes for Kuronue. I've actually never seen a single animation or anything at all describing his personality, so I made one from scratch because I couldn't resist. ::grins::
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The trees were standing tall and strongly silent, their stretching branches twisting and curving in arcs that twined together in some places, and were splintered in others, like battle wounds against the weather. A round golden sun cast its ever-reaching rays through the trees, creating intriguing shadows that grew and overlapped each other, ribboning patterns of dark and light across the firm earth. This world was one of some awesome beauty, but it also lived up to its demonic name quite well.
Makai was a world of survival, a dimension where each demon lived for himself and only himself. Groups, mobs, cults were formed, but in the end they rarely had any true trust in one another. It was a land of brute rawness and primitivism, much like early Ningenkai , but with savagery that exceeded it onto far greater levels.
Unlike the demons that lived in this strange demonic realm, the Reikai Tantei which this story has depicted thus far were majestic, noble characters. They were people of merit, honor, valor, and chivalry—
"Say what?"
Yusuke stared wide-eyed at the kitsune who was attached to his leg, her question not even reaching to his brain cells from his eardrum. Strangely, she reminded him of blue-furred, Furby-resembling Puu, who had been so fond of attaching itself to his body. After a moment of analysis, he picked casually at the demon, and effortlessly peeled her off. He lifted the abridged Kinzoku up by the scruff of her neck, so she was at eye-level, and voiced his thoughts, tête-à-tête, and nose-to-nose with her.
"Holy crap!"
Kazuma consulted his code of chivalry, and found that it disapproved. "You shouldn't use that kinda language in fronta girls, Urameshi." He criticized. "'Specially the little ones!"
"I am your senior by at least one hundred years, idiot ningen!"
"Ho-ly cra-peh!"
"What?" Shizuru asked bluntly, "Doesn't your kiddy employer do that all the time?"
The spirit detective squinted at Kinzoku. "Did Koenma teach you that, squirt?" he demanded.
He received a hard nip as a response. "Put me down, you thug!" She yelped, all former majestic presence gone with her height, "You're going to strangle me!" Yusuke obliged, and she landed with a solid thump on the grass. "Itaiiii..." She scowled up at the Reiki Tantei, who were still quite astonished, wishing that she had bitten off his nose instead of leaving just a few teeth imprints.
"Help you with what?" He asked, and crossed his arms in an iffy way.
"Yeah! Help you with what?" Kazuma echoed his friend, disliking having the kit mouth off to him.
The fox demon managed to look down her nose, upwards at him, in an imperious and scornful way that reminded Yusuke painfully well of Genkai. "Finding my brother! I told you that already!"
"Oh."
"You don't need to find your brother." Shizuru told the belligerent kit. "We're working with him."
The demon stared at the human as if she had said that Hell had been run over by fluffy bunny-rabbits. "Members of my flesh and blood do not work with Reiki Tantei! We are proud demons! We spit on the mortals!" She prattled on and on about demonic honor and expressed her highly strung prejudices, "We despise the ningens! We scorn the spirit world's members! We rob them! We kill them! We-"
"Will be quiet." Shizuru cut short her rant. "Because these ningens are going to help you." She lit a cigarette with a black lighter and leaned on the nearest tree, blowing out a stream of thick smoke.
"Why are we helping it?" Yusuke asked, resentfully rubbing his nose.
"It" turned vengefully on him, quivering with righteous anger. "I gave you a GIFT! You returned it! THAT SIGNIFIES—"
"All right, all right." Yusuke responded grudgingly. Why had they had to come this way? Why on earth couldn't Kurama be the one to deal with Kurama'ssister? Because they had split up, that's why. "'My plan was that we could all split up!' "he mimicked Botan mockingly, somehow getting some of her genuine perkiness into his voice. "Why did we ever listen to you?" He crossed his arms and looked around, expecting to be showered with the Grim Reaper's huffy protests, but was rewarded with silence.
"Botaann?"
She was nowhere to be found. Even Kuwabara suddenly became alert, noticing the absence of the ferrygirl's chatter. Yusuke scoured the scene with his vision, with a hint of panic, eyes flickering to and fro—
Beep
Beep
Yusuke's ear twitched quite noticeably, and he followed the noise like a dog did a whistle. He peered around to see the deity crouching behind a boulder, fruitlessly poking at the communicator that Koenma had provided. It was useless, apparently...
"Botan." A touch of aggravation.
Beep
Beeeeee—p
Beeeeeeeeep
BEEEEEEE—
"Botan."
She sighed, and slipped it away into a pocket hidden within the folds of her pink kimono. The youthful spirit lord was probably taking a nap, she thought indignantly, while they were stuck roaming through Makai. She blinked at Yusuke's sudden mention of her name.
"Hmm?"
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"Owww." The word was said with a wince as Kuronue plucked a single blunted needle of ice from his wing. Kuronue shivered, and cast a dirty look at Touya, who was impassively motioning for him to come back to his former position. The ice master had been demonstrating how to correctly whistle, and had tapped into his ki 'by mistake' during the presentation, blowing sharp shards of ice that his pupil had barely avoided. "You did that on purpose." He accused the shinobi, scowling.
"Perhaps." Touya's eyes remained unreadable. "You need to concentrate more on focusing the air in one spot."
Kuronue let out an exasperated breath, and stopped short when he heard something odd. The air coming out of his mouth seemed to be edged with a piercing, high-pitched noise.
Whistling.
Glorious whistling.
He gaped, astonished, and whistled again, this time louder, just to prove it to himself.
Slowly, a wide grin creased his face.
"I did it."
A stream of jumbled but happy obscenities tumbled out of his mouth.
"HAHAHAAAA! TOUYAA! GIMME A HUG!"
The ice master, of course, declined.
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The voices ceased their repetitive conversation, and Kurama took the moment to examine his captives. Not that there was much difference between the two specimens to note. Both of them glared back at him with small, mean, beady eyes that were entirely black set in a face of dark green and purple, giving them a mottled appearance. The one on his right was a female, the left a male, although the genders were barely distinguishable. Gremlins. One of the most annoying species in the realm of Makai: well known for their crudity and skills in debate.
"Karasu demands—" the male began.
"Karasu-sama, Shinta."
"Sh—"
The fox demon tore away the beginnings of another time-consuming squabble. "My answer?"
"You do not require an answer." The female told him snottily, turning up her crooked nose. She fluttered her fingers at Kurama, seemingly ignorant of the fact that he had the advantage of being able to crush her spine. "We have orders from Karasu-sama himself that specifically—" The male, whose name was apparently Shinta, stretched an arm over to bat at the female's head.
"I was the one selected to give orders!" he whined pathetically, squirming in his prison.
He was met with a negative reply from his partner, and a well-honed claw that approached his tiny jugular. Kurama looked from gremlin to gremlin, debating on whether or not to tread them underfoot, and gritted out a testy word: "Answer."
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This chapter didn't have quite enough of what I promised last time...And I think it's turning into the category of humor. Geeky humor, but humor nonetheless. At least in some parts...
::scrabbles furiously at head:: WHO SURGICALLY REMOVED THE WRITING PART OF MY MIND WHILE I WAS SLEEPING?
This story is moving along at a snail's pace. No. SLOWER than a snail's pace. ::tear::
Note: In one of the later episodes of Yu Yu Hakusho, it is said that normal humans cannot even breath in the air without dying...or something like that. So let's just assume that Shizuru's spirit awareness makes her powerful enough to withstand it. :D
Japanese:
Itai- ow
Ningen- human; mortal
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I KNOW thatthe next chapter will finally get a move on. This one was sort of like that last step before the top of the staircase. ::cheesy grin::
Finish R-ing & R!...Or just R. Yes...just R.
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(The second R, I mean.)