Rea: hey there! this was chapter was kinda fun to write…lotsa emotion and junk! except for the fact the Minna is still a vegetable…but that's okay.
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Chapter 12
"The past comes back to haunt you."
Icama was gasping for breath as she began to float off the floor. I can't die yet! she thought, I haven't even had my ice cream yet! Icama looked around her, trying to find some porous object that would be able to suck up all the blood. She couldn't find anything.
"What are you, an idiot?" she asked herself. She shook her head as she cursed herself for panicking. She closed her eyes and focused on the ground. A spot on the floor began to glow as Icama's energy flowed into it. A small sprout strung up and began to grow rapidly, drinking in the blood that was flowing ever more fiercely. Icama sighed, relieved that the blood was going down and looked around for Minna as her feet touched solid ground. Icama squeezed some excess blood from her hair as she walked over to the bed.
Icama poked Minna's head. "Well, of course you can breathe under blood. What can't you do!" she nearly yelled. Icama glared at Minna before realizing that Minna's brow was furrowed. She was also frowning and her hands were formed into fists that clung to the hospital bed sheets.
"Minna?" Icama asked, once again poking Minna's head. "Are you awake?" Minna's hand twitched towards Icama but didn't move otherwise. Icama sighed and closed her eyes. She was going to dive into Minna's brain! Fun!
Icama was slowly losing consciousness when she was suddenly pulled back to reality by a very strong, demanding, and large hand. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, glaring up at the group surrounding her.
"What was that for!" she yelled.
"For trying to dive when your common sense should have told you not to!" Koenma yelled from behind her. Icama turned to face him, kneeling in the small puddle of left over blood.
"She's awake, Koenma! I know that she is! Well…she kinda is…I mean, she's still asleep but she wants to wake up but she can't because she needs help! But she doesn't want my help and I don't know why but she kept pushing against me and it was really hard to penetrate her barrier but I did and then this enormous wave was coming and then you took me out, Koenma! I could have found out why she isn't awake yet but you brought me back! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT IF SHE DIES!" Icama sobbed into her hands and hugged her legs to her chest. "She's in trouble, I know she is! We have to help her!"
Koenma sighed. "I am doing all I can—"
"NO YOU'RE NOT! IF YOU WERE DOING ALL YOU COULD THEN SHE'D BE BACK NOW AND I WOULDN'T HAVE ALMOST DROWNED WHEN THE BLOOD CAME AND I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO DIVE INTO HER HEAD!...WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE BLOOD CAME ANYWAYS! AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO COME WHEN CALLED OR SOMETHING!" Icama was standing now, facing a teenage Koenma. Tears were streaming down her face as she glared at him, fire raging in her golden orbs.
"Icama, relax—"
"Why should I relax?" Icama almost whispered. "My best friend is in a coma, she wants to wake up but can't, I'm not allowed to help her, and no one's doing a frickin' thing! And, it's all their fault!" Icama pointed at the group of men behind her.
Koenma rolled his eyes. "Icama, I know that this may be a bit hard to handle but…you girls were attacked on my orders. There were reasons, of course. One was to see if you girls were still on your guard or if you were slacking. Two was to see if these hooligans were still capable of doing a darn thing."
Icama turned to the men. "So who are you?"
The tall one with black hair stood up proudly. "We are Team Urameshi!"
Icama stared at him. "Geez, I thought you guys were dead! Every time I hear a story about you guys it always sounds like it was fifty years ago or something!"
Yusuke fell to the ground and began to twitch as the others simply looked annoyed. Icama suddenly looked like she had just remembered something. She turned to Koenma.
"And just what are you planning to do to get Minna back?"
Koenma pointed to the spiky-black-haired demon. "Send Hiei."
