Catse: These chapters seem to get shorter and shorter don't they? That's my fault. Blame me. Baka baka me. Anyway, because this is so short, I'm going to update another chapter tomorrow so you all can forgive me for such a long wait and a short chapter. In any case, this took a while because I kept trying to figure out what I wanted to do with it. I had what I was going to do, but I wasn't sure how to go about it. Well, read, enjoy, and review when you're done!
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Dislcaimer: She chapter one again...although I doubt anyone goes back to look at it.
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Seika sighed as he fed Niko a grape.
Training was difficult.
He had so far gone through a sort of muscle building exercise with his new master, Genkai, and was put hard to work at strengthening the skills he had.
Genkai also left no room for weakness. Either he got what needed to be done completed soon, or she gave him extra to finish.
So far, he had been training for about another week, and he could already see improvement in his speed and stamina.
They way things were set, he didn't stay at Genkai's like her usual trainees.
He came every afternoon on school days, never mind homework, and then almost all day Saturday's and Sunday.
He didn't really have time to himself, but then again, as the powerful being they suspected he would be, he needed to get into shape quickly.
He had also had Kuwabara coming over every other day to teach him how to use the Spirit Sword. Considering his energy was similar to the spiritually aware carrot haired security guard, he needed to learn to control it, and he was doing pretty well.
Of course, because of the long years Kuwabara had been a detective, he could manipulate his spirit sword into two swords, throwing daggers that were quite effective for long range combat, and into the ultimate barrier cracking sword, which he had used on the kekkai barrier in his fight to get to Sensui the time he had tried to destroy the humans in his attempt to get to demon world.
Seika so far, could only produce the sword in it's weakest form, but lately, he was beginning to learn to cut it in half for two swords.
But he just kept having trouble for some reason.
It was as if something was holding him back.
He knew he had the energy needed to produce two swords. One week with Genkai taught him that. That and the fact he had died once seemed to give him a boost of energy.
But for some reason, something was keeping him from meeting his potential. And he had a good idea what too.
After thinking for a while on the voice he had heard in his head, he determined that the spirit of a human or something along those lines had taken over his body at some period after he was killed.
What he didn't know, was how.
He had died in a car accident, in which the vehicle had steered off of a bridge and into the water below it, a river deep enough to sink a car.
He only remembered scant bits of his death, as he was sure was natural to the dead, but he did remember that he was the only one left in the vehicle. When it crashed, he made sure to get the driver out, but it was too late for him. Yet he couldn't really remember why they had wrecked.
It was like a memory he was trying to keep from himself. Something truly devestating, his mind didn't want him to see it.
Then, Botan dropped in and took his body from the wreckage, bringing it to Koenma's castle.
Now, although that was a good time for a spirit to possess the body, Botan would have noticed it because of her station as the Grim Reapor.
So how then?
And at what period in time?
And why?
He had so many questions, but just not any way to answer them.
Plus, since the time Miroki attacked, he hadn't had a single voice in his head. It was like the spirit in his body had quieted and hid, leaving him to deal with things with out any notion that the being within existed.
To say the least, Seika was quite frustrated.
Niko chirped, as if feeling his pain, and clambered up to his should and to nibble on a cold grape.
"I bet you know what's in my body. Don't you Niko?" Seika asked after a moment of silence.
His little dragon like pet chirped and then returned to eating his grape.
"I take that as a yes. But if that's the case, I bet your not talking, are you?"
Another chirp followed.
"That's what I thought."
"Hey Seika!" He heard Kenya shout from downstairs.
A minute later, Kenya's face popped in from the door. "Hey, want to get out of here or something. I feel like taking a walk. What about you?"
"Sure." Seika replied, although Kenya seemed a little too excited for his own good.
Once the two boys were out of the house, Seika popped the question.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What do you mean?" Kenya replied, as they came into the park close to the house.
"I mean you sounded a little too energetic back there. Like you really wanted to get out of that house."
"Yeah, well. Yoru got home early and I don't think she's in much of a good mood. I had to sound happy so she wouldn't suspect we were leaving because of her. I figured we didn't want to be home when she blows up again."
"What about Satou?"
"She's practicing at the dojo with Mom."
"Oh." Seika replied, sighing.
They were silent for a moment.
"But that's not the reason I dragged you out here."
Seika quickly turned to stare at his friend a little more closely. "What do you mean?"
Kenya sighed as he picked up a stick to pick at the ground with as they walked through the park. The birds were singing the song of Fall and the pond in the park was glassy and calm, reminding them that there was still a little peace in the world, if not much.
"Do you have...oh how is it best to explain it...." Kenya thought up the words as they stopped next to the pond to watch the ducks swim before they would depart for the South. "Do you hear voices in your head?"
"Voices?" Seika couldn't believe it!
How did he know?
Had he shown any signs?
He thought he had been pretty quiet about it.
He remained silent for a moment as he debated telling his friend the truth. After all, a lie would live a while and then ruin the relationship between him and his friend, and if he told him, he might know what was happening.
"Yeah. But I don't know whats wrong." Seika answered truthfully.
"I thought that was the case. That's why I asked Koenma to look into it."
"What?! How did you...? When did you—?"
"It was when you hit Yoru to help Satou and me get away from her. Your eyes went silver for a moment. And you did it again when Miroki attacked. I had the feeling you had a spirit in your body and you had no control. Koenma is the one that passes judgement on all that die, so its only right I should tell him about it."
They were quiet for a moment.
Then Seika couldn't handle the silence any longer.
"What do you think I have in me?"
"What do you mean?" Kenya inquired as they began walking along the beaten path again.
"I mean what kind of spirit is it. Human, demon, maybe an animal spirit or something."
He meant the animal as a joke.
He already knew it wasn't one.
It could talk to him, and it was far too intelligent in human standards for it to be an animal of a certain sort.
But who was it.
"It's a demon." Kenya answered as they walked into the thicker part of the park.
The trees hung loosely over their heads and left the path slightly dark as they continued further in.
Seika stopped in surprise.
"Why do you say that? It could be a human!"
Kenya shook his head. "No. A human would have given up on your body a long time ago. They're not that desperate for life, at least not in a life that has already been reclaimed. Demons on the other hand are. They are willing to push out the original spirit in order to gain their own body. Besides, were it human, your eyes wouldn't turn silver every time you got ticked."
"Oh...So Koenma's looking for demon escapees?"
"Yeah. He came up with a few, but none of them seemed right."
"What few?"
"Oh, no one in particular. Just some recent demons that died. No one we know."
"I heard him talk to me." Seika admitted quietly, as they came to a clearing in the park. It was surrounded by dark trees, and let the setting sunlight glow gently over their heads.
"What has it said?"
"It says, that it is someone you all know. But he won't say who."
"We all know and he's a demon? That could be several of them. Hell, our parents extinguish them every day and then tell us about them later. Their could be hundreds of demons matching that description."
"So then who could it be...? Wait! Did you sense that?" Seika said, becoming instantly silent. The two remained quiet for a moment, listening for whatever could be nearby.
"No. What did you sense?"
"I think Arune is here."
"Arune? How do you know?"
"I just do. I can't explain it really. I think it's something Genkai did to me during training." Seika finished, glancing at the trees a little uneasy.
He could sense her, he just couldn't pin point her exact location.
A week of training still wasn't enough to master it yet.
Suddenly, Kenya nodded. "Yeah, it's her. I can feel her now. Training with Kuwabara and Genkai must have heightened your senses."
"Yeah. I guess so. Where do you think she is?"
"I'm not sure. But I have a good idea."
"Where?" Seika inquired, staring at Kenya. But Kenya didn't answer. He merely staired up at the opening above them.
"There. Right there. She's above us."
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Catse: See, baka baka me. I made it too short! But again, I will update another chapter tomorrow to repent. Even if I have to fight King Yama, Hiei, and even Yusuke himself to do it! So, please review and I will update tomorrow. Ja Ne for now!
