Ohisashiburi! (Long time no see!) Sorry about the long wait. I really sincerely apologize. It's just that I have to lay these last chapters out carefully or I won't get the ending I'm working toward. Truth be told I've based this story off my life and experiences and... "So that's why it doesn't make any sense." Yuskuke slapped his fist on his open palm. Would you shut up! Eiri smacked Yusuke on the back of the head. "Ow!" he ground his teeth, wondering if all the cheesy poofs he ate equaled forgiveness or limited retribution. "You witch." the brunet growled.
As I was saying. When I had you, the reader, vote on the relationships of the story, I didn't anticipate the sudden writer's block that comes from fate choosing a different path than my readers. That's been a lot more trouble than I bargained for. Fear not! I will write until the end! I don't intend to abandon my characters. (I don't own them, I adopted them without permission.) Well, that said I hope I can make an ending worthy of the story so far. Wish me luck!
Chapter 47
"Daiki we have to get your family out of here." Kurama emphasized his concerns with his arms.
"But..." Daiki felt a sweatdrop. He wasn't sure what to make of this dooms day warning. Just then the hall way came alive with many foot steps and an exasperated middle aged woman's protests.
"Excuse me, but you can't come in here. This is a private residence. If you don't leave immediately, I'll be forced to call the police." she threatened.
"Go ahead lady." That voice belonged to a certain orange haired ruffian. "The cops are busy closing off the area."
"What?" woman said in disbelief.
"Believe it." the spirit detective told her. "Now tell us where our friend is."
"Yusuke." Kurama came out to meet the young men.
"Oh hey." Yusuke waved, "Sorry to just drop in like this but we've got a problem..."
"Hey it's you guys again." Daiki recognized them. This time not as street punks but the guys he saw at the temple with the weird powers.
"What is the meaning of this?" Fuuyuki seemed to appear in the hallway behind Daiki. "His long hair flowed down his shoulders and spilled down his peach blossom kimono. The waist band was dark green with a deep orange band around that, bound by a gold braided cord. His dark green eyes bored into each person as he passed a glance at every face. The servant was quiet, bowing her head slightly, ashamed that she had allowed such a disturbance. Daiki's hand grabbed a corner of Kurama's sleeve instinctively as those light blue eyes locked with the Hazama family Master's.
"Why isn't your guest on his way, Daiki? I wonder, have I to find that his friends come to embarrass you as well?" His condescending tone was felt by all. It was just this type of person that made Yusuke's rebellious fury boil.
"Listen here, we barged in fair and square." Kuwabara said while the brunet stewed. "We didn't even come here for that guy just our buddy got it? Heck we're doin you a fav-" his sentence was cut short by the seriousness of those dark eyes.
"This is my house and my family has no business with the likes of you." he made himself very clear. "You will leave or suffer the consequences."
"Was that a threat I just heard?" Yusuke stepped forward feeling the line had just been crossed but Kurama stopped him.
"Please, Fuuyuki." the strawberry blond ran interference on his friend's behalf. "I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm sure there's an expiation."
"You feel it too then?" the fox spoke to the former human without taking his eyes off the Hazama Master.
"Huh?" brown eyes looked at the red head with confusion.
"Come now Yusuke, you don't pick fights with ordinary people anymore." the fox observed.
"You're right." the brunet had to admit, scratching his cheek. "I guess there is something about this guy that makes me wanna hurt him, besides the fact that he's a jerk."
"Are you talkin' about the wolf in his shadow?" Kuwabara pointed. The spirit detective and the fox demon both looked but didn't see anything.
"Wolf?" Kurama remembered something. "One of the conditions of the former master's Will was for Daiki to find 'the wolf' is that what he was talking about?"
"I don't know." the brunet sized him up, "I think he looks more like a snake."
"Don't say that." Kurama felt insulted and spoke frankly. "You don't even know him."
"Uh," Yusuke looked at him with a raised eyebrow then shook his head. "Yeah whatever. I got things to do." he picked his ear with his pinky. "The only reason I'm here is because KoEnma sent one of his messages for us to come here to help you with that ice witch. And if this lady is as bad as they make her out to be, this place is gonna turn into ground zero if you get my meaning."
"KoEnma did?" The red head considered. Too many links to KoEnma. He knows so much more than he would ever be willing to tell me. But where does that put me? As a pawn or an obstacle?
"He said somethin' about a tree in the back that might be important." Kuwabara mentioned. "Do you know what he's..."
"Leave it alone!" Kurama shouted before he realized what he had done. What...I felt scared about anyone tampering with the tree that Kohaku damaged with his demon energy. I shouldn't care if it's abandoned or destroyed, should I?
"But KoEnma said."
"You can't touch it." I am scared. Why? What's so important about that tree?"I mean," he corrected himself to cover up his outburst, "Not until I know more, alright?"
"Are you feeling okay?" Yusuke asked with concern in his voice, "You've been acting weird ever since you go mixed up with this kid."
"He's very special to me. Do you not act differently when fiends are involved with your cases?"
"Look all I'm saying is be careful, alright?"
"Thanks. I will."
"You came for your friend did you not?" Fuuyuki stepped up to the three teens.
"Well uh." Yusuke wasn't sure how to say it to someone who wasn't involved that they were on a secret mission to capture and bring back a demon to the spirit world and that soon his back yard would be a battle field. "Yes, but..."
"Here he is. Take him and..." Emerald eyes met with those forest green and both men paused to stare at each other.
What is this? This strange feeling, like I've looked into those eyes a million times before. Something else too, like I could look into those eyes forever.
"Fuuyuki?" the blue eyed teen wondered at the sudden stop. The long haired man visibly had trouble looking away from the fox demon to acknowledge the red head's friends.
"T-take him and go." the young master was beginning to sweat. Fuuyuki.Kurama felt hurt. He didn't want to go but he didn't want to be a nuisance either. Something wasn't right. These feelings, where were they coming from?
"Fuuyuki." blue eyes saw the man's complection pale slightly. "Are you okay? Your heart..."
"I'm fine." he silenced the teen. "Gentlemen, I trust you can find the door. Miss Ho, would you help them?"
"This way please." The middle aged woman extended a hand to guide them.
"We ain't leavin.'" he told the older woman who walked off in a huff mumbling something about calling the police, "And if you know what's good for ya, you'd be the ones going. Somethin' serious is goin' down fast and you'd be safer far away from here." Yusuke growled as that man's back got smaller as he walked away completely ignoring them, "I'm serious! The cops have already started evacuating the neighborhood. You got a death wish or something?!"
"Goodbye." The young master waved a hand to be seen just over his shoulder. Daiki was reluctantly in tow. The teen's blue eyes glanced back at the red head. The fox nodded and stopped Yusuke from any further outbursts.
"It's no good. He won't leave." And Daiki won't leave him when he's suffering.
"So, what?" Yusuke asked. "We fight and maybe the house comes down, hopefully not?"
"Unfortunately." The fox accepted it.
"You can't be serious." Kuwabara was practically ripping his hair out, "Man this is a bad day!"
"We don't have a choice." Kurama told them. At least I don't have to worry about my mother coming here. If the police is really blocking off the area, there's no way she could get in. Thank goodness. Now what KoEnma? What is it you have in mind for the next act of our little play?