Catse: Hiyya everybody! Chappie numbah fifteen here! So sorry it took so long to update! I had a week of hell with school, including a 100 word vocab test for History on events and people in which you only get the words on the test, and you fill in the definition in a matter of an hour and a half! Evil!!!! Very EVIL!!!! But anyways, I'm past that and looking for a stress-reliever, so that's what this chappie is. Also sorry that this is short, but that's because the next chapter is supposed to be pretty long and I don't really want to leave you on a weird half-n-half cliffy in which there is no real end to the chapter, you know. The next one is meant to be funny though...oh and...please don't hate Seika for this. He really had a different idea of what Genkai would look like. Hehehehe....Here you go!
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Disclaimer: See chapter one.....(always!hehehehehe)
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The next week continued along the same lines.
Leave home.
Group up.
Drop off little sister and cousin, Tsuki.
Go to school.
Keep Seika and Katai out of trouble.
Go to lunch.
Again keep Seika and Katai from doing mischief.
Leave school.
Pick up sisters.
Break up.
Go home and train with both mother and father.
It was the same every day, and before long, Seika's training was beginning to pay off.
Of course, they were dealing with someone who had never in his life lifted a sword before, but for an amatuer, he was getting pretty good. He had memorized two sword dancing songs by heart and was working on moving faster and more accurately with the sword. But already, they could see whom his energy seemed to take more after. So they figured they knew exactly the right training plan that would prepare Seika for the Spirit Detective field.
"Kenya." Hiei said one afternoon when they had finished their training. They sat in a corner of the dojo, drinking sodas and cleaning weapons, chatting about the latest that had happened.
"Yes father."
"Tomorrow, I want you to take Seika to visit with Genkai. Have her teach him how to master his energy, and then after that, take him to carrot-top. It seems he could learn a lot from the idiot."
"What do you mean?" Seika inquired, scrubbing his favorite weapon so far, the Wind Dagger.
"He means that you have the same energy as Kuwabara."
"What!? I have the same energy as...as...him! Why not Yusuke?! Why don't I have the same as him! Hell I died just like he did! Come on!"
"Shut up. You're beginning to hurt my ears." Hiei scowled, resheathing the Flaming Sword after it had been cleaned.
"Oh...sorry. But, how do I have the same energy as Kuwabara? I don't understand."
"When beings die, they have no body and can therefore see the other spirits that have no body. But the spirits aren't meant to be brought back to life. Yusuke and you are the exceptions. When Yusuke was revived, he had a similar spiritual awareness to Kuwabara, but not the same. He could see spirits, but he couldn't sense the right direction to go in a maze, or tell if a demon in his path was good or bad. Carrot-top could. Yusuke's power increased when he worked with it, and Genkai was a teacher of his, but with Kuwabara it was different. Kuwbara's energy strengthened itself in order to prepare for the events to happen later. It sensed the future and therefore could strengthen itself before it's actual use could arrive. In general, Kuwabara's energy was extremely adaptive to whatever came his way, and usually prepared for events before their occurance."
"Oh...so he could do that?"
"Yes. And you can too. You're energy has been adapting to what you've been doing here so far. But you haven't the mastery. That's why you need to talk to Genkai. She will train you to master it. Now get to bed."
Hiei stood up and set his sword in his belt.
"But it's a Friday. Can't we stay up a little?" Seika inquired, putting on a puppy-face expression.
Kenya nudged him in the ribs as his father walked away with a frown, then a hidden smirk.
Seika was going to be quite the warrior. He would be a great asset to the team.
"What was that for?" Seika scowled as he and Kenya set their swords on the weaponry rack.
"When my father tells you something, you don't just throw him a puppy-look. You do as your told."
"But it's only nine! We should be able to stay up!"
"Believe me. When it comes to Genkai, you need your sleep."
"What do you mean? How difficult is the training?"
"Talk to Yusuke and Katai. They've both had to endure it. But I heard Yusuke talking about it one time. Said he had to meditate on a bed of snakes, balance on his energy from one finger on the ground, and that's all that could touch, and then run up the side of a mountain with heavy weights on his arms. I think then he either was racing or fighting Genkai, but I'm not sure.
Kenya walked to the door, expecting his friend to walk with him. When the only footsteps he heard were his own, he had to turn around to see what was wrong.
The face he saw on Seika nearly made him want to laugh!
Seika's jaw was dropped, his skin was pale, and his eyes looked like they were bugging out of his head!
"You...me...not...I'm not going to have to do all that am I?!"
"I don't know." Kenya answered truthfully, shrugging. "Yusuke did all that over a six month period. I already know we don't have that long. She'll probably give you a quick run down or something. Like a quick preview of the training. Anyways, we better get to bed. Yoru's out and she usually gets home a little later than this, so we don't want to stay up too late."
"Oh...right... I really don't want to be here when she gets back."
"Exactly. Come on. Besides. He only said we have to be in bed. Didn't say we needed to sleep immediately right?"
"Right!"
The next morning, upon the rising of the Saturday sun, the two boys set out from Kenya's house towards the woods in the Northern districts of Japan. Genkai's forest was fenced in, and usually not visited much considering the wild animals in the area.
In fact, Genkai kept the animals wild, but they weren't sure how, in order to keep those she didn't want around from coming into the shrine. She was a solitary woman, and only took on those she knew would be great beings later, as students.
They chatted as they walked, hoping that they wouldn't run into Katai or Yoru as they walked. Afterall, Yoru didn't sleep much. Maybe a few hours and she was up again. She had their father's sense of quick revival, only needing a little rest in order to keep moving.
"So, what does this Genkai look like?" Seika inquired as they came to the gate of the master of the Spirit Wave.
"You'll know her when you see her. She's the only one that lives here after all." Kenya answered, opening the gate and ushering Seika in before anyone else saw.
Seika thought for a moment and smiled.
"How old is she?"
"Ninety two in a month or so."
"Whoa! And she's still moving?"
"Yep, she's still got enough spunk and endurance to nail us into the ground. She trains a hell of a lot you know."
Seika's smile broadened. "Wow...she must be pretty muscular then. Can't wait to meet her."
Kenya had an idea of what Seika was getting at.
His friend probably thought that considering her age and steath, she was a demon of some sort. He didn't know how wrong he was.
They came up the steps in silence, as Seika overviewed the trees and the wards hanging from the trunks and branches. "She not like other demons popping in or something?"
Kenya glanced at what Seika was asking about and shook his head.
"No. She just doesn't like unwelcome spirits. She has very delicate senses, and a lot of the time, spirits in the area drive her into a frenzy. That and many of the wards warn her on who's coming, if she hasn't already sensed them already."
"So she knows we're coming?" Seika inquired, stepping up to the top of the stairs.
"Most likely."
They stopped for a moment as Seika took in the surroundings. There was a large temple on the grounds, along with many other little ones for different gods of the Japanese mythology. The main one, right before them, had a statue of buddha sitting on the inside, some sort sign made out of his hands that looked like meditation.
"What do you think the hands mean?" Seika inquired, staring at the same thing Kenya was.
"He's meditating under the bodhi tree."
"Meditating?"
"It's a part of ancient mythology. Buddha sits under the famout bodhi tree meditating, as Mara, a sort of Satan in Buddhism, tries to distract him with certain temptations. The statues usually represent different times in Buddha's life. This is just one in which he tries to earn peace through meditation."
"You really are a history major."
"This isn't really history. It's legend and mythology. Another thing that keeps my interest."
"You are quite right Kenya." They heard a scraggly voice whisper from inside the temple.
Out came the shaken old form of an elderly woman, her back slightly hunched from her years of old age. Her faded pink hair hung in clumps around her face, and the old greyish blue eyes had seen years of pain and training, and many other things she dared not discuss with those who had yet to see the taint of the world. She kept her hands behind her back as always, looking like the master she was, and stepped up to the two boys, looking up to them.
Seika stared at her in disbelief.
"Are you Genkai?" He inquired, seeming as he couldn't believe what he saw.
"Master Genkai. Call me master Genkai you dimwit!" She scowled at him, her thin brows arching into the expression she usually had.
"I can't believe this!" Seika shouted, turning to Kenya. "I thought Genkai was some neato demon with eternal youth and kick-ass abilities. Not this grandma that looks like she should be in a nursing home! How the hell am I supposed to learn anything from her. I doubt she can even win me in a race."
Kenya was about to tell Seika off, but a swift wrinkled hand beat him to it. It grabbed Seika by the scruff of his t-shirt and dragged him down to eye level, the greyish blue eyes furious with insult.
"You shut up and listen asshole. Unless your brain's in your ass. I will be called Master Genkai to you, and my training has been enough to kill some very determined people out of exhaustion...a lot of them more experienced and a lot tougher than you. You're on my property, therefore I can kick you ass and no one will know it, and the demons in the forest behind the temple are rather hungry about now. And they like snot-nosed kids like you. Have respect for your elders. You don't know which ones can kill your ass, dimwit." She shoved him aside as if her were nothing but a slip of paper and walked up to Kenya. "So, how have things been?" She inquired, as he bowed to her.
"Very well Master Genkai. Excuse Seika's rudeness, he's not used to finding people such as you in Tokyo. He will be much more respectful from now on, or I'll attack him myself."
"Good. I need a sensible boy here. Come inside both of you, otherwise you'll get to talk to Miroki, and he doesn't like intruders."
Genkai stepped away with one more glare at Seika, before stepping into the large temple before them once more.
"She—She— She swept me out of the way like I was nothing!" Seika half-near shouted out of surprise. "I can't believe a ninety-two year old woman just knocked me over!"
"Ninety-one Seika. She has about another two months before she can be called ninety-two. Come on, she doesn't like slow-pokes and neither does Miroki."
"Who's Miroki?" Seika inquired as they stepped up the last few steps into the temple.
"A C-class demon that took over the forest in place of Bardock, the bat demon. Yusuke beat up Bardock, and so left a space for a new demon. Miroki's been here for about eighteen years and he's got a powerful ability to confuse anyone, even A-class demons if they aren't careful. Come on, we don't want to be breakfast."
Seika nodded and followed Kenya the rest of the way inside, turning only once to stare at the trees.
'I wonder if Kenya knows we're being followed?' he wondered before finally stepping inside the dark candle lit temple of Buddha.
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Catse: There you go. Short right? Oh well, please review! Oh, and since you are the reviewers, and you know what's good for reading, I had an idea I wanted to bring up, so please tell me if you think it's worth while for writing.
I had this idea for a Yu Yu Hakusho and Inuyasha crossover, in which Yusuke is Kagome's cousin. Yusuke's mother, Atsuko, has been moving from place to place for a while, so as to not pay the bills, and Mrs. Higurashi, Kagome's mother, has been trying to get in contact with her for a while.
One evening, when Kagome returns home for a short vacation and study period, her mother informs her that she found dear Aunt Atsuko and that she wants Kagome to take Souta to meet with her and Yusuke, considering the last time Kagome saw either of them was when she was five, and that's a long time!
Let's just say she senses a demon in the city and goes to investigate, only to find out she's not the only one with spiritual powers looking for demons.
A few clues: She nearly kills Hiei thinking he's an evil demon after the shikon shards, falls for Kurama, head over heels when she sees those Youko ears (has to rub them of course!), and Inuyasha tries to kill the entire YYH team thinking they're holding Kagome captive. Just a few things to come.
Tell me if you think I should write that when I'm done with Dance of Swords II, or if I should start. I believe I should start it so as to not lose the idea. Oh well, you decide! Tell me what you think in a review! Well, got to go! Ja Ne for now!
