Ch.10: More Pronunciations
Ronnoc Tsegrah: Ron-ock Teh-seh-grah
Tana: Tah-nuh
Sano: Sah-no
Tamiel: Tuh-me-uhl
Kamiel: Kuh-me-uhl
Yaniko: Yeah-knee-koh
Tinato:Tin-ah-toh
Sunee: Soo-knee
Ch11: Why Did He Lie?
The night after next, there was a huge fight about the fight against our team and Team Uratogi. Afterward, I was in the girls' public bathroom downstairs by the lobby. It had five showers with frosted glass walls and metal flowers, five ivory bathtubs, a very large blue marble pool, the walls painted to look like a forest, and several metal-walled changing stalls. Some other female demons were already there.
"Hey, Tyranda!" called Momorenjya from the pool. I waved back and went into a changing stall. I rummaged through my backback and found my multicolored-blue-shaded one piece bathing suit with rectangular slits about four inches wide going from my underarm to the top of my hips. I put it on and, discovering that it was too big on me, changed into my demon form. Tyranda, you need to either lose some weight or start working out again, I thought, looking in the mirror that was in the stall. I went out and got in the pool.
"Something wrong?" asked Momorenjya, noticing that I wasn't my normal self and swimming over.
"My team was fighting each other and I'm mad at Kurama," I replied in a flat voice. I swam away to the deep end. I sat on the end with the water above my shoulders and my eyes closed.
"Hey! You've been in there long enough!" yelled someone. I opened an eye to see somone yelling at Ruka. I closed my eye again and thought about what happened during the day.
Flashback (You tired of these, aren't ya? Well there's one or two left. Sorry.)>
I was badly wounded and very tired after my fight with Yaniko and I had passed out shortly after Kurama began to fight Urashima. Soon, I had awoken to sense someone's energy quickly fading into almost nothing. Suddenly, that person's energy went off the charts! I heard a voice that belonged to someone I had known once upon a time. Several seconds later, I heard the sound of flesh being torn apart and blood dripping onto tiles. My sensitive wolf-ears could faintly pick out several sounds; I couldn't correctly identify them. Gradually, the cage faded into nothing; from up in the VIP stands I heard Koenma yell at Jorge for dumping water on him and getting his food wet; Kuwabara looked like he was going to pass out. I weakly raised my aching head up, wincing when it throbbed with pain, and gasped silently when I saw the familiar silver hair and tail. Kurama! How could he have been Yoko this whole time and never had told me! I...I'm so confused... I thought, looking down at my feet, one smashed, one twisted a strange way. I looked up to see Kurama as Shuuichi again and Juri no longer a toddler. Taya was plum dumbfounded. She had fallen onto her rear when she saw Kurama as a Yoko; and she was quivering in fear.
"...What just happened?" she asked when she regained some of her senses. Later on, I yelled at Kurama for not telling me about him being Yoko for so long-
Abrupt end of flashback>
"Is Tyranda in here?" asked Ronnoc, coming in without knocking and disturbing the flashback. (:p) As the girls in the bathtubs and showers were screaming and trying to hide themselves, I made a swan-dive into the water and stood on the rocky bottom.
"She has dark red hair with violet-blue highlights, green-brown eyes, and cerulean-painted nails in her human form; deep blue hair with highlights of silver-not from age; solid emerald colored eyes, and cold silver metal claws in her demon form; also wears rounded rectangle glasses. Have you seen her?" my brother asked some of the demon girls who were in the pool.
"I'm right here," I said tonelessly after rising to the surface.
"Kurama said he's sorry he never told you about...uh...you know...Anyways, he told me to let you know he'll be on the beach," Ronnoc explained, helping me out of the pool. "He really is sorry, you know." He left as I got in the shower stall Ruka had been using just moments before. I dried off when I was done; put on a knee-length skirt, a blue tanktop that said I'm Sorry I Stole Your Heart, and a pair of black sandals; and started off for the beach.
I just looked through my documents, and I almost thought I lost everything I typed for this story! Luckily, the rest of it is still on my computer. I'm not home on Thursday evenings, so don't expect any updates till the time between 7 and 8. ( That's 4 and 5 for those on the Pacific Western Central or whatever and 6 and 5 for those in the Central timezone. )
