Kusari
Sweet Sakura Curls
Chapter 4: Itsuka
"I don't know who you are. Why do you know us?"
"Don't you recognize me Hiei? No? I suppose not. Kurama seems to have figured it out through."
Indeed, Kurama was gesturing frantically, his green eyes perked up slightly in excitement.
Hiei turned swiftly to his friend and received the information from his mind.
"Yusuke?"
**
"Hello Hiei. Long time no see." Yusuke chuckled, and it was a horrifying sound. Botan flinched away from the noise while Kurama looked pained and Hiei simply ignored it.
"You've changed, detective. Gotten in touch with your inner demon?"
"As you can see, I have." They laughed, a symphony of pain and sadism, dark humor lacing the airy kitchen.
"What class?"
"S, of course."
"Of course." Hiei nodded his approvable and sat down.
Yusuke looked over at Kurama, his eyes saddening,
"My friend, what did they do to you?" His voice was soft and full of regret.
"They ripped out his tongue, then his vocal cords. He tried to talk his way out of prison. He didn't understand what was happening. Koenma ordered it done. Couldn't have a well-known demon and well-liked human trying to tell others what was going on."
"And you? Did you try to kill something?"
"They didn't want me to escape, I was too fast, they removed the means for me to run."
"How does the new leg fit?"
"It smells like a prison." Hiei and Yusuke chuckled again, sharing a new sense of humor that they had gained to survive the years of imprisonment.
Botan looked between them nervously before speaking.
"Yusuke, how did you manage to take off all those chains? Why don't you have a life-force? What happened to your spirit energy? What do you mean about getting in touch with your inner demon?"
"One question at a time, Botan." He paused a moment, trying to sort through his thoughts.
"I grew stronger. That is how I escaped the chains. You would be hurt by my spirit energy and life-force if you could feel if, so I've blocked it. I am an S-class demon. A lord of the Makai through my grandfather."
Hiei nodded in understanding and Botan frowned a bit before shrugging it off and flopping into a chair.
"So what now? You're all out of prison, but Koenma isn't going to stop looking for you." "I'm going to go back to Tokyo. Nobody could recognize me anymore. I'll go to school, get a degree. He'll never find me."
"Kurama wants to come too."
Yusuke thought about this,
"They are counting on us fighting. They believe that you two blame me for getting you thrown in prison. They don't expect us to be together. That would work. I'll see about getting an apartment or something. I have some money." Suddenly he turned and looked a Kurama.
"When was the last time you saw your mother?"
Kurama turned to Hiei,
"He hasn't seen his mother since the day we were put in jail."
"I see. Do you want to see her again. It might be good for you, however, there is the risk that they are watching your house."
Kurama thought about it.
"The fox wants to go. His mind is saying no, but his heart is screaming that he wants to see his mother again. You'd better take him or he won't get better."
"Alright. And Kurama, there's no need to go through Hiei to talk, I too can read thoughts."
This surprised all of the people in the room, even Hiei.
"How did you get that power?"
"It developed." Yusuke practically growled, Hiei's eyes narrowed, but he remained silent.
"Kurama, we will go tomorrow, at around noon. Does that work for you?"
Kurama nodded, and Yusuke continued.
"I need to pick up a few things. I'll also get us an apartment. Kurama, do you understand English? How about you Hiei?"
Kurama nodded again, and Hiei grunted affirmatively.
"Our cover story is that we lived in the United States of America for five years. We were in a major car accident in which our parents were all killed in. We don't like to talk about it." He paused, looking down at himself, "Kurama, I'll need to borrow some clothes until I can get myself some. They'll be a bit to short, but it's only for a few hours."
Kurama shrugged and stood up, motioning for Yusuke to follow him, correctly assuming that they had finished with their planning. As they walked through the house that Botan had procured, Yusuke took it upon himself to memorize just where every door led, where every window and door lay. He did not want to be taken back to the prison. It had taken him all of the five years to build up the strength to escape, and if he was caught, Koenma would just add to the chains, increasing the power that was held in. Yusuke shuddered slightly, remembering the horror of his years in prison. Finally, Kurama stopped in front of a door, nodding slightly, he pushed it open and walked inside. Yusuke gapped at all of the plants that covered nearly every inch of the room.
"So this is your room?"
{Yes. Please do not touch the plants. Some of them are poisonous. Come over here, this is my wardrobe. I have several things are a too big for me.}
He handed Yusuke a long Chinese tunic and a pair of leggings. Yusuke shrugged and slipped into the outfit. He was surprised when it fit perfectly. He looked into a mirror that Kurama had on the inside of his wardrobe and was again surprised to see that it looked relatively decent. The tunic was a dark blue with a high collar. The short sleeves showed his muscles and his scars, making him look tough. The leggings were loose and black, very comfortable and perfect for fighting in.
"Well, I see why you where these so often, where can I get some?"
{The little Boutique across from Macy's on Oak street. The name escapes me, but it has a charming café next to it.}
Yusuke nodded, "You need anything?"
{No.}
"K then, Ja."
Kurama just had time to notice that Yusuke's scar had faded to look old and white, far less noticeable then before and now contributing to Yusuke's tough, handsome look, when Yusuke's body shimmered, and the boy was gone.
Yusuke reappeared in a dark alleyway, deep in the heart of Tokyo, not far from the small store where he would find his clothes. Cautiously, Yusuke peered around the corner of the alley, not wanting to run into anyone. He did not want to be remembered until he had made all of his new purchases and had started up his new life. There was no reason to ignite suspicion about he as close as he was to re-starting his life.
As he saw that there was nobody near the mouth of the alley, Yusuke walked onto the sidewalk and blended into the crowds of Tokyo. When the passed the store Kurama had mentioned, Yusuke slipped inside and breathed the incense lit air. Sandalwood and Myrrh. A young woman walked up to him
"Can I help you sir?" She asked, confidently meeting his eyes. Yusuke grinned at her.
"Yes, I need a complete wardrobe, I would like clothes in the Chinese fighting style, if you still carry it."
"We do, not many people come in to ask about that line though, so we store them in the back. Please follow me."
Yusuke nodded slightly, and followed the saleswoman into the back, watching the shadows and corners, not wanting a well-meaning bounty hunter to try to capture him for the reward Yusuke was sure Koenma was frantically offering to anyone, demon or human, who managed to find him and bring him back into captivity.
When they reached the back of the store, the young woman turned around.
"What size do you wear?" Yusuke looked at her and shrugged.
"I honestly have no idea." He didn't offer any explanation.
"Alright, well, you look to be around a size seven, so let's try that on you." (a/n I have no idea what boy's sizes are, much less what boy's sizes are in Japan, so I'm just gestimating)
She slid a deep blue tunic and black trousers at Yusuke and pushed him into a small curtained off room.
"Go ahead, try them on. I promise not to peak."
Yusuke laughed at this and began sliding out of his clothes and into the new ones.
"Alright, they're on, now what?"
"Well, come out, I need to see how they fit you."
Yusuke pushed back the curtain and stepped into the dim light of the shop.
"So what do you think? Does it fit?" Yusuke grinned at the young woman's shell-shocked expression.
"Yes, I'd say it does. Go on, turn around for me. Let's see what you got."
Yusuke smirked at her and spun, flexing his muscles to the best advantage.
"Yes…you'll need similar in other colors…Hold on a moment."
Yusuke waited until the woman returned with an armful of clothes.
"I picked out several other colors I though would flatter you, as well as clothing in a few different styles, all well suited for fighting."
"And why did you assume that I would be fighting in them?"
"Because you asked for fighters clothes so I thought…"
"Don't worry about it. I like tough looking and comfortable clothes, so fighters clothes and generally the best."
"Good, now go try these on."
She shoved the huge pile into Yusuke's arms and he staggered slightly under the weight of the articles of clothing, more then a little impressed that the slight girl was able to carry them with no problem.
"Well? What are you waiting for? I want to see you in those clothes before I count to ten! Move it mister!"
Chuckling at the cheerful orders of the salesgirl, Yusuke spent the next hour in the store, allowing the girl to make the majority of his decisions on what to purchase, and he ended up with far more then he had originally intended to buy, though the clothing was all in different styles and colors, for various occasions. When the bill was rung up, Yusuke paid the huge price for the clothes without a blink, causing the woman to no little surprise.
"What, you're fit, good-looking, intelligent, young, AND rich? Are you gay?"
"No, I'm not. But I have a friend who is, if you're interested in meeting him."
"No, that's alright, just being a wit I suppose. You just threw me for a loop for a moment."
"So…You were such a big help to me today, I was wondering if I could repay you by taking you out to lunch tomorrow?"
"You're also daring, and sweet. What a catch. Sure, pick me up at one, that's my break. See you tomorrow Mr. Mysterious."
"Of course, and if you're lucky, I'll even tell you my name."
"I'll give you a cookie."
"I want chocolate chip."
"Of course you do."
"Bye then, until tomorrow."
"Bye."
Yusuke left the store, wearing a new outfit of black slacks and sleeveless black tunic dusted with gold that just touched his mid thigh and returned to the alleyway he had appeared in, only to vanish the bags. Grinning, he returned to the flow of humans in the streets, not yet finished with his tasks for the day.
***
When Yusuke returned to the small house Botan had obtained for them, the entire kitchen was filled with the things Yusuke had purchased. Moments had he arrived, Botan and Hiei were in the kitchen with him.
"Where have you been?!" Botan cried, her voice bordering on hysterical.
"Shopping, obtaining, getting us our new lives. No need to worry. Didn't you think I could handle myself?"
"Oh course I did! But you never know what could have happened, I'm sure that Koenma has sent out scouts for you, there will be people all over the place trying to kill or capture you, and you just skip off for a walk in the park!"
Yusuke's eyes grew big at the immense noise coming out of the normally cheerful grim reapers mouth. The she was so angry, Yusuke was sure he could see the anger waves coming off her.
"Botan! Calm down. There is no way anybody from Koenma could recognize me. First off, Koenma hasn't seen me in five years, he won't know what I look like and so will be having the bounty hunters looking for a me of five years ago. Second, I cannot be found by any supernatural means because I have cut off my energy forces from detection. The only people who have seen me within the last five years who are still alive and standing here in this kitchen. There is no need to worry."
It was then that Botan really got a good look at Yusuke.
"Wow!"
"What wow?"
"You look different!"
"Yes." Yusuke looked amused.
Botan's eye twitched.
"And what exactly did you do to yourself?"
Yusuke smirked at the blue haired girl, and didn't answer for a few seconds, letting her stew for a while.
"I got new clothes and a hair cut."
Yusuke's hair had indeed been cut, now just reaching past his shoulders rather then sweeping his mid-back. The white streaks in his pitch black hair looked stunning, and there was an air of unfamiliarity around him.
"Do not worry. It is a ki manipulation. I will teach you all how to do it so that Koenma cannot find you."
Botan nodded and began to bubble cheerfully around the kitchen, shocking Yusuke to no end as he had managed to forget just how cheerful the grim reaper could be. He watched her in bemusement as she hopped around the kitchen, pulling things out of the cabinet. After watching her for ten minutes, he finally left the kitchen.
Hiei, who had been standing silently in the doorway, blinked slightly as the packages in the kitchen disappeared, and followed Yusuke out of the kitchen.
"Where have you been, detective?"
"Here and There. Come on, we need to talk about our life. Kurama too."
Hiei decided to stop being surprised when he noticed that Yusuke seemed to know his way around the house perfectly. When they reached the door to Kurama's room, Yusuke knocked softly.
{Come in.} Kurama's voice shot through their heads, soft and calm, as if the boy had already known they were there.
Opening the door, Yusuke entered gracefully, leaving Hiei to follow.
"Alright, everything's set up. The three of us have a three bedroom apartment in the middle of Tokyo, where we have been living for the past year. we are about to start our first year of university and Tokyo University. Botan is also a student, however she is not living with us, she will stay here, we cannot always be seen together. We will meet on the campus, in a crowded area. Is this agreeable with the two of you?"
"Hn. Do what you want."
"Good, I'm glad you feel that way. Your major is psycology."
Hiei glared at him.
"Children's phsycology."
The glare intensified.
"Kurama, your major is Japanese History."
Kurama nodded thoughtfully.
{And what will you be majoring in?"
"I-" He paused dramatically, "Will be majoring in English Education."
Hiei snorted and Kurama looked amused.
"What? You don't think I could do it? I'll have you know I speak flawless English."
{Yes, of course Yusuke}
"I do!"
{I believe you.}
Yusuke glared
{No, really! I do!}
"Sure. Whatever. Anyway, We need to get our stuff settled into the apartment tonight, because I have a date tomorrow."
{What! When did this happen?!}
Even Hiei reacted to that statement,
"Who in their right mind would go out with YOU?"
"Was that supposed to be an insult?"
"Answer the question, detective."
"A lovely young lady who works in the Boutique where I bought my clothes."
{What is her name?}
"I have no idea."
"I hadn't thought even you were stupid enough not to get a girls name BEFORE you began courting her."
"It never came up. She doesn't know my name either."
{Yusuke, is there any chance she could be working for Koenma?}
"No, I checked her. She doesn't know anything about the Spirit World, and it will remain that way."
Kurama nodded again and lapsed into silence.
"So, pack up everything you want! The apartment is fully furnished, so unless you have something you can't bear to part with, it stays. Kurama, seal up your plants, you can re-grow them at the apartment. Hiei, pack up whatever you have. We're leaving tonight."
To Be Continue…
Author's Note: I 'm sorry!!!! Gomen Nasai! I meant to have Kurama meet up with his mom this chapter. I really did. I also meant to add Kwabara, but the chapter was getting too long, seven pages, that's a record for this story! The next chapter will (most likely) have Yusuke's date, and Kurama meeting his mom.
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Sweet Sakura Curls
Chapter 4: Itsuka
"I don't know who you are. Why do you know us?"
"Don't you recognize me Hiei? No? I suppose not. Kurama seems to have figured it out through."
Indeed, Kurama was gesturing frantically, his green eyes perked up slightly in excitement.
Hiei turned swiftly to his friend and received the information from his mind.
"Yusuke?"
**
"Hello Hiei. Long time no see." Yusuke chuckled, and it was a horrifying sound. Botan flinched away from the noise while Kurama looked pained and Hiei simply ignored it.
"You've changed, detective. Gotten in touch with your inner demon?"
"As you can see, I have." They laughed, a symphony of pain and sadism, dark humor lacing the airy kitchen.
"What class?"
"S, of course."
"Of course." Hiei nodded his approvable and sat down.
Yusuke looked over at Kurama, his eyes saddening,
"My friend, what did they do to you?" His voice was soft and full of regret.
"They ripped out his tongue, then his vocal cords. He tried to talk his way out of prison. He didn't understand what was happening. Koenma ordered it done. Couldn't have a well-known demon and well-liked human trying to tell others what was going on."
"And you? Did you try to kill something?"
"They didn't want me to escape, I was too fast, they removed the means for me to run."
"How does the new leg fit?"
"It smells like a prison." Hiei and Yusuke chuckled again, sharing a new sense of humor that they had gained to survive the years of imprisonment.
Botan looked between them nervously before speaking.
"Yusuke, how did you manage to take off all those chains? Why don't you have a life-force? What happened to your spirit energy? What do you mean about getting in touch with your inner demon?"
"One question at a time, Botan." He paused a moment, trying to sort through his thoughts.
"I grew stronger. That is how I escaped the chains. You would be hurt by my spirit energy and life-force if you could feel if, so I've blocked it. I am an S-class demon. A lord of the Makai through my grandfather."
Hiei nodded in understanding and Botan frowned a bit before shrugging it off and flopping into a chair.
"So what now? You're all out of prison, but Koenma isn't going to stop looking for you." "I'm going to go back to Tokyo. Nobody could recognize me anymore. I'll go to school, get a degree. He'll never find me."
"Kurama wants to come too."
Yusuke thought about this,
"They are counting on us fighting. They believe that you two blame me for getting you thrown in prison. They don't expect us to be together. That would work. I'll see about getting an apartment or something. I have some money." Suddenly he turned and looked a Kurama.
"When was the last time you saw your mother?"
Kurama turned to Hiei,
"He hasn't seen his mother since the day we were put in jail."
"I see. Do you want to see her again. It might be good for you, however, there is the risk that they are watching your house."
Kurama thought about it.
"The fox wants to go. His mind is saying no, but his heart is screaming that he wants to see his mother again. You'd better take him or he won't get better."
"Alright. And Kurama, there's no need to go through Hiei to talk, I too can read thoughts."
This surprised all of the people in the room, even Hiei.
"How did you get that power?"
"It developed." Yusuke practically growled, Hiei's eyes narrowed, but he remained silent.
"Kurama, we will go tomorrow, at around noon. Does that work for you?"
Kurama nodded, and Yusuke continued.
"I need to pick up a few things. I'll also get us an apartment. Kurama, do you understand English? How about you Hiei?"
Kurama nodded again, and Hiei grunted affirmatively.
"Our cover story is that we lived in the United States of America for five years. We were in a major car accident in which our parents were all killed in. We don't like to talk about it." He paused, looking down at himself, "Kurama, I'll need to borrow some clothes until I can get myself some. They'll be a bit to short, but it's only for a few hours."
Kurama shrugged and stood up, motioning for Yusuke to follow him, correctly assuming that they had finished with their planning. As they walked through the house that Botan had procured, Yusuke took it upon himself to memorize just where every door led, where every window and door lay. He did not want to be taken back to the prison. It had taken him all of the five years to build up the strength to escape, and if he was caught, Koenma would just add to the chains, increasing the power that was held in. Yusuke shuddered slightly, remembering the horror of his years in prison. Finally, Kurama stopped in front of a door, nodding slightly, he pushed it open and walked inside. Yusuke gapped at all of the plants that covered nearly every inch of the room.
"So this is your room?"
{Yes. Please do not touch the plants. Some of them are poisonous. Come over here, this is my wardrobe. I have several things are a too big for me.}
He handed Yusuke a long Chinese tunic and a pair of leggings. Yusuke shrugged and slipped into the outfit. He was surprised when it fit perfectly. He looked into a mirror that Kurama had on the inside of his wardrobe and was again surprised to see that it looked relatively decent. The tunic was a dark blue with a high collar. The short sleeves showed his muscles and his scars, making him look tough. The leggings were loose and black, very comfortable and perfect for fighting in.
"Well, I see why you where these so often, where can I get some?"
{The little Boutique across from Macy's on Oak street. The name escapes me, but it has a charming café next to it.}
Yusuke nodded, "You need anything?"
{No.}
"K then, Ja."
Kurama just had time to notice that Yusuke's scar had faded to look old and white, far less noticeable then before and now contributing to Yusuke's tough, handsome look, when Yusuke's body shimmered, and the boy was gone.
Yusuke reappeared in a dark alleyway, deep in the heart of Tokyo, not far from the small store where he would find his clothes. Cautiously, Yusuke peered around the corner of the alley, not wanting to run into anyone. He did not want to be remembered until he had made all of his new purchases and had started up his new life. There was no reason to ignite suspicion about he as close as he was to re-starting his life.
As he saw that there was nobody near the mouth of the alley, Yusuke walked onto the sidewalk and blended into the crowds of Tokyo. When the passed the store Kurama had mentioned, Yusuke slipped inside and breathed the incense lit air. Sandalwood and Myrrh. A young woman walked up to him
"Can I help you sir?" She asked, confidently meeting his eyes. Yusuke grinned at her.
"Yes, I need a complete wardrobe, I would like clothes in the Chinese fighting style, if you still carry it."
"We do, not many people come in to ask about that line though, so we store them in the back. Please follow me."
Yusuke nodded slightly, and followed the saleswoman into the back, watching the shadows and corners, not wanting a well-meaning bounty hunter to try to capture him for the reward Yusuke was sure Koenma was frantically offering to anyone, demon or human, who managed to find him and bring him back into captivity.
When they reached the back of the store, the young woman turned around.
"What size do you wear?" Yusuke looked at her and shrugged.
"I honestly have no idea." He didn't offer any explanation.
"Alright, well, you look to be around a size seven, so let's try that on you." (a/n I have no idea what boy's sizes are, much less what boy's sizes are in Japan, so I'm just gestimating)
She slid a deep blue tunic and black trousers at Yusuke and pushed him into a small curtained off room.
"Go ahead, try them on. I promise not to peak."
Yusuke laughed at this and began sliding out of his clothes and into the new ones.
"Alright, they're on, now what?"
"Well, come out, I need to see how they fit you."
Yusuke pushed back the curtain and stepped into the dim light of the shop.
"So what do you think? Does it fit?" Yusuke grinned at the young woman's shell-shocked expression.
"Yes, I'd say it does. Go on, turn around for me. Let's see what you got."
Yusuke smirked at her and spun, flexing his muscles to the best advantage.
"Yes…you'll need similar in other colors…Hold on a moment."
Yusuke waited until the woman returned with an armful of clothes.
"I picked out several other colors I though would flatter you, as well as clothing in a few different styles, all well suited for fighting."
"And why did you assume that I would be fighting in them?"
"Because you asked for fighters clothes so I thought…"
"Don't worry about it. I like tough looking and comfortable clothes, so fighters clothes and generally the best."
"Good, now go try these on."
She shoved the huge pile into Yusuke's arms and he staggered slightly under the weight of the articles of clothing, more then a little impressed that the slight girl was able to carry them with no problem.
"Well? What are you waiting for? I want to see you in those clothes before I count to ten! Move it mister!"
Chuckling at the cheerful orders of the salesgirl, Yusuke spent the next hour in the store, allowing the girl to make the majority of his decisions on what to purchase, and he ended up with far more then he had originally intended to buy, though the clothing was all in different styles and colors, for various occasions. When the bill was rung up, Yusuke paid the huge price for the clothes without a blink, causing the woman to no little surprise.
"What, you're fit, good-looking, intelligent, young, AND rich? Are you gay?"
"No, I'm not. But I have a friend who is, if you're interested in meeting him."
"No, that's alright, just being a wit I suppose. You just threw me for a loop for a moment."
"So…You were such a big help to me today, I was wondering if I could repay you by taking you out to lunch tomorrow?"
"You're also daring, and sweet. What a catch. Sure, pick me up at one, that's my break. See you tomorrow Mr. Mysterious."
"Of course, and if you're lucky, I'll even tell you my name."
"I'll give you a cookie."
"I want chocolate chip."
"Of course you do."
"Bye then, until tomorrow."
"Bye."
Yusuke left the store, wearing a new outfit of black slacks and sleeveless black tunic dusted with gold that just touched his mid thigh and returned to the alleyway he had appeared in, only to vanish the bags. Grinning, he returned to the flow of humans in the streets, not yet finished with his tasks for the day.
***
When Yusuke returned to the small house Botan had obtained for them, the entire kitchen was filled with the things Yusuke had purchased. Moments had he arrived, Botan and Hiei were in the kitchen with him.
"Where have you been?!" Botan cried, her voice bordering on hysterical.
"Shopping, obtaining, getting us our new lives. No need to worry. Didn't you think I could handle myself?"
"Oh course I did! But you never know what could have happened, I'm sure that Koenma has sent out scouts for you, there will be people all over the place trying to kill or capture you, and you just skip off for a walk in the park!"
Yusuke's eyes grew big at the immense noise coming out of the normally cheerful grim reapers mouth. The she was so angry, Yusuke was sure he could see the anger waves coming off her.
"Botan! Calm down. There is no way anybody from Koenma could recognize me. First off, Koenma hasn't seen me in five years, he won't know what I look like and so will be having the bounty hunters looking for a me of five years ago. Second, I cannot be found by any supernatural means because I have cut off my energy forces from detection. The only people who have seen me within the last five years who are still alive and standing here in this kitchen. There is no need to worry."
It was then that Botan really got a good look at Yusuke.
"Wow!"
"What wow?"
"You look different!"
"Yes." Yusuke looked amused.
Botan's eye twitched.
"And what exactly did you do to yourself?"
Yusuke smirked at the blue haired girl, and didn't answer for a few seconds, letting her stew for a while.
"I got new clothes and a hair cut."
Yusuke's hair had indeed been cut, now just reaching past his shoulders rather then sweeping his mid-back. The white streaks in his pitch black hair looked stunning, and there was an air of unfamiliarity around him.
"Do not worry. It is a ki manipulation. I will teach you all how to do it so that Koenma cannot find you."
Botan nodded and began to bubble cheerfully around the kitchen, shocking Yusuke to no end as he had managed to forget just how cheerful the grim reaper could be. He watched her in bemusement as she hopped around the kitchen, pulling things out of the cabinet. After watching her for ten minutes, he finally left the kitchen.
Hiei, who had been standing silently in the doorway, blinked slightly as the packages in the kitchen disappeared, and followed Yusuke out of the kitchen.
"Where have you been, detective?"
"Here and There. Come on, we need to talk about our life. Kurama too."
Hiei decided to stop being surprised when he noticed that Yusuke seemed to know his way around the house perfectly. When they reached the door to Kurama's room, Yusuke knocked softly.
{Come in.} Kurama's voice shot through their heads, soft and calm, as if the boy had already known they were there.
Opening the door, Yusuke entered gracefully, leaving Hiei to follow.
"Alright, everything's set up. The three of us have a three bedroom apartment in the middle of Tokyo, where we have been living for the past year. we are about to start our first year of university and Tokyo University. Botan is also a student, however she is not living with us, she will stay here, we cannot always be seen together. We will meet on the campus, in a crowded area. Is this agreeable with the two of you?"
"Hn. Do what you want."
"Good, I'm glad you feel that way. Your major is psycology."
Hiei glared at him.
"Children's phsycology."
The glare intensified.
"Kurama, your major is Japanese History."
Kurama nodded thoughtfully.
{And what will you be majoring in?"
"I-" He paused dramatically, "Will be majoring in English Education."
Hiei snorted and Kurama looked amused.
"What? You don't think I could do it? I'll have you know I speak flawless English."
{Yes, of course Yusuke}
"I do!"
{I believe you.}
Yusuke glared
{No, really! I do!}
"Sure. Whatever. Anyway, We need to get our stuff settled into the apartment tonight, because I have a date tomorrow."
{What! When did this happen?!}
Even Hiei reacted to that statement,
"Who in their right mind would go out with YOU?"
"Was that supposed to be an insult?"
"Answer the question, detective."
"A lovely young lady who works in the Boutique where I bought my clothes."
{What is her name?}
"I have no idea."
"I hadn't thought even you were stupid enough not to get a girls name BEFORE you began courting her."
"It never came up. She doesn't know my name either."
{Yusuke, is there any chance she could be working for Koenma?}
"No, I checked her. She doesn't know anything about the Spirit World, and it will remain that way."
Kurama nodded again and lapsed into silence.
"So, pack up everything you want! The apartment is fully furnished, so unless you have something you can't bear to part with, it stays. Kurama, seal up your plants, you can re-grow them at the apartment. Hiei, pack up whatever you have. We're leaving tonight."
To Be Continue…
Author's Note: I 'm sorry!!!! Gomen Nasai! I meant to have Kurama meet up with his mom this chapter. I really did. I also meant to add Kwabara, but the chapter was getting too long, seven pages, that's a record for this story! The next chapter will (most likely) have Yusuke's date, and Kurama meeting his mom.
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