Chapter 2 is up! A little more character information for Kaira/Neko in this chapter. More to come next chapter.
Thank you to the people who put me on alert for this story. I love it when people enjoy reading my stuff. Onward to the story, yes! More on the dream and the marble, as well...Okay, really! Story time!
Disclaimer: If I owned YYH, this would not be on a FANFICTION site, now, would it?
Had she not been shocked herself, Kaira would have probably been incredibly amused with the fact the Kazuma Kuwabara was slowly backing away from her. She reached up and removed the towel from her forehead, which was still a little sore, and sat upright.
"How'd you know my name!" Kuwabara stuttered, "You're not another creepy psychic or something, are you!"
In truth, Kaira was very interested in the occult and that sort of thing, but now wasn't the time for that. There were so many unanswered questions right now. What was going on? Why were the Spirit Detectives here in her house? What the heck happened, anyway?
She spoke more calmly now. "I think…it's kind of hard to explain." She felt the mark on her forehead; it felt like a bad bruise, and she could tell there was a little dried blood on her face, but for the most part, it was well taken care of.
She reached for the manga she was reading. It was on the table from when she had brought it down earlier. Opening the copy of Yu Yu Hakusho Volume 3, she thumbed the pages for the scene she was looking for.
"Ah, here it is." She held up the book, flipping the page every so often, the illustrations of the characters standing out on the pages. When she was done, she held the book up with one hand, and pointed to each person in turn with her index finger.
"You," she pointed at Kuwabara, "Are Kazuma Kuwabara. Age 15."
"You," she turned and pointed at Yusuke next, "Are Yusuke Urameshi. Age 15."
"You, " she said, pointing to Hiei "Are Hiei, the forbidden child of the Jagan eye. Age Unknown."
"And you," she said carefully, looking at her favorite character greedily, "Are Shuuichi Minamino. Also known as the infamous thief Youko Kurama, or Kurama, for short. Age 300 as Youko, 16 as Minamino-san." Kaira smiled.
She pointed to herself last. "I'm Kaira Yoshida, ring leader of the Kuramaism cult. Age 14. But," she added as an afterthought, "my best friends call me Neko, so either one is good. I prefer Neko."
While the boys had been reasonably quiet the whole time, Hiei finally spoke.
"Hn. I'm not standing around here any longer. If any of you fools wish to stay with the mental woman, it's fine by me; I'm leaving."
He strode off toward the door, and jiggled the doorknob a few times, but it refused to open. For a moment, Kaira was afraid he would tear the door off its hinges by the look on his face, but before he could, it looked as though something unseen jerked him unexpectedly backwards.
Kaira looked down. Something in her jean pocket was burning. Standing up quickly, Neko thrust her hand into it and pulled out a shiny gold marble. She had definitely seen it before.
"Okay, this is just getting weirder and weirder…"
Kurama looked over at her. "Is something wrong, Neko-san?"
"I'm not really sure…"
Hiei looked frustrated as he plodded back over to where everyone else was standing. Kaira proceeded to toss the marble up with one hand and catch it, while looking deep in thought.
"You still haven't told us anything." Yusuke reminded her.
"I think…" Kaira cocked her head to one side. "I can give you a better explanation if I show you to my room."
The boys shrugged as she motioned the way, walking up the stairs with her manga in one hand, her other still tossing and catching the marble. She stopped at the doorway, her eyes apprehensive. Her hand on the doorknob, she looked back at Kurama.
"Er…Kurama-san?"
He looked back at her. "Yes, Neko-san?"
"I want to say this ahead of time…The stuff in my room, I think it might…scare you a little, in particular."