Riz:
Yep, me updated! I was going to hold off until Wed, but I was feeling so guilty... So me updating! Even if this chapter's very... weird and confusing... hope you don't hate it TOO much... Sweatdrop.
To Togurotheman: It's like this. The dimension where one is born is the dimension where one is suppose to stay. There are forces in each dimension unique to that world which holds the workings of all living things in this world together. Once one leave their world and the forces, the workings of their... soul would start to unravel. The soul itself would resist this and have the energy to hold off this for one year and a day, IF the person does not return back to where they belong. After the time limit, and the person's still not back in their own world, then stuff start to happen to their mind. The most common symptom is the loss of memory. Depending on the race and each particular person, the degree their memory would be affected varies. Some rare few aren't affected at all, others forget what they did this morning while others forget chuncks of their life. In Roviel's case, aside from her losing memory of her previous life, it has also randomly attacked random parts of her memory, which causes the flashbacks. You could see it as a temporary erosion of a certain time-frame in her mind. This is just another effect of her staying in a world that she doesn't belong in. Ah yes, the typos. Well I know the snicker/snigger part. I just like using snigger for some reason, snicker sounds... bit TOO mean. And as for the "coarse" thing, THANK YOU! I'll get to it as soon as humanly possible.
To Asilin Kheldarson: Skittles sounds nice. But that's alright, me happy just with your review. Sorry this is yet another cliff-hanger, one which gives more questions rather than answers. Enjoy! Lol!
To DemonEnHiding: Oh please, she's such a brat. Not as if she doesn't have any typos in her bio page. I say ignore pathetic second-hand losers like her. Well, I can't wait until you finish the second chapter, cause then I would be able to read what happens next in the story and wait for your review of my story at the same time! Yep, me very... um... yea...
What else to say, HIIII!
Chapter Sixteen: Evening; Silver Memory
The streets were empty. Sure, that was nothing special, but signs of hasty departures as well as scuffles could be seen in most of the rooms she peeked into. Massaging her temples the youkai glared around the place. By gods, where could they be? The sudden crash from the next room broke through her annoyance. Someone was there? This was confirmed as a young man ran out from the corner and stopped dead at the sight of the youkai who planted herself solidly in his path. Grabbing a fistful of the human's shirt, Roviel brought her face inches from his face. She could understand why many youkais loved to terrorize humans; the wild fear in his eyes made her feel powerful and in control. This, adding onto her earlier frustration threatened to over-boil. The strangle-hold on him tightened. It would be so easy right now, just to squeeze a bit more and watch in fanged pleasure as his life is crushed out of him by her very own hands...
She sighed, a mixture of regret and relief as her hand loosened enough that the human could breathe. One eye turned onto the human. He better be useful...
"You, what's your name?"
The young man startled, obviously having imagined every possibility except to be asked his name by the youkai.
"I... Eh... Kaiyato... Please don't kill me!"
Now she wished she had killed this bloody idiot. Imbeciles, the whole lot of them... Biting back the urge to pound his head in Roviel proceeded march out of the house, dragging the unfortunate Kaiyato with her. Striding down the street, Roviel turned her attention to this... Kaiyato.
"Where are all the other humans hiding?"
"Um... We heard the news that youkais came to kill us, so we all evacuated to the building where the central bank used to be."
"Good, now take me there."
"Well... I would but you are choking me."
Releasing her hold with a small shove, Roviel ran after Kaiyato in the direction of the bank and, where she guessed, Kurama.
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Groaning at the fog of haziness which has enveloped her mind, she buried her face into the pillow. Urg, her brain hurts, bad. She didn't drink that much last night did she? Holding her head in one hand Yuki turned her blurry eyes onto Youko beside her. So that whole thing before was all a dream? Yuki sighed in relief. Good good, all good. She better not has been kidnapped by some Random Weird Guy. Lying beside her, golden orbs gazed at the woman. Although her head was completely fried, the woman could still sense that the youkai was snickering at her condition in his head. She groaned again. Damn that kitsune could smirk... Sleep came over her again, the misted arms drawing her deeper into the realm of dreams.
Pale honey orbs gazed down in silence at the sleeping figure. Leaning down, one hand reached down and tucked stray tresses of soft pink from her face. The fingered lingered for a moment, tracing the curves of her face. An amused bark of laughter broke through the quietness as he tossed his head in dark humor. Standing up from the bed, white gold ears flickered in the air as honey amber locks swayed across his vision. She looked so much like Shikari... A wry grin touched his face. How cruel Fate was indeed; he had promised to let the past go, and yet the past came back to grasp him in their claws again. The door locked with a soft click and the fanged grin widened. Now all he needed was to wait for Youko to find the bracelet, to remember and to come...
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Amber eyes glared at the crowd of humans around her. As one very stupid human raised his trembling gun at her, a brow twitched. A blink later the imbecile was on the ground with a very annoyed youkai baring her fangs in his face. A deep growl rose from her throat.
"Now, be a nice boy and tell me where a red-haired green eyed boy could be found, ok?"
"Ah, I see you have come."
She rose and whirled in one movement, sunlit stare burning into the kitsune. The anger which had been slowly rising over the afternoon just rose ten-fold at the sight of a smile on the red-head's face. Striding up, she punched at his face. He ducked, twisting away just in time to avoid a kick closely followed by a series of very enraged blows. Skipping away, Kurama raised palms at Roviel.
"Please, can we not talk about this? Let's not be too hasty here. Why are you attacking me?"
Breathing heavily from her assault, Roviel pointed one accusing finger at the red-head.
"You tried to make me guilty so that I would come and help you defend these pitiful humans! Luckily I realized just in time and your techniques didn't work."
To her uttermost surprise, the kitsune began to chuckle.
"I was beginning to be worried if you picked up on my hints or not. I had presumed that you should be able to see the clue, but I was not absolutely sure. I was starting to worry that you wouldn't come here."
"...Eh?"
Kurama could not keep the smile from his face.
"I didn't want you to help the humans; I just wanted you to come here."
She was still confused. Why would the damned kitsune want that?
"You see, it doesn't matter if you want to help or not, the youkais are nearly here and so the only way you are going to leave this place is to kill the youkais. Which is exactly what I asked your help for in the first place!"
Oh, by gods how she wanted to pound the smile off his face right now... Just as Roviel was about to jump onto Kurama, the first window shattered as a youkai heaved his arm in. Pulling a rose from his hair, Kurama turned one emerald eye onto Roviel.
"Well?"
Her fist tightened. All of the things came pouring in; thinking that she was tricked by Kurama, having to have use an idiot human as a guide, being a pointed at with a gun, then being told that she was tricked by thinking she was tricked. A sadist grin came onto her face as Roviel cracked her knuckles. Well... Just what she needed, a few punching-bags to vent all the anger. Walking up to the youkai who was half through the window, she took a fistful of his hair and slammed his forehead into the wall. A very satisfying crunch sounded as his nose broke. Ah yes, just what she needed...
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Running to where the large of youkais were, silver locks flew through the air as the thief raised his whip. Damnit, why did they have to be there of all the places. He was wasting precious time, time that could be used to rescue Yuki...
The moment Youko saw the bracelet; he knew that this was serious. His past life, the life of thievery and killing which he had thrown away long ago all came flooding back. Shikari, Koruku, him, that fated day, the plain golden bracelet binding them all together. He had tried to forget that, had forgotten that, but with all unsettled business they always come back. This was back now, the golden bracelet unlocking the waves of memories within him.
The first thing Youko did was to look for Hiei and Kuwabara. The two listened to his plea and surprisingly, both decided to help. After giving the two directions to their destination Youko went over to his human counterpart's housing. Having found nobody, the thief decided to follow the trickle of youkais who were all heading in one direction. Where-ever there were youkais of such numbers in a human city, there's bound to be Kurama. And he was right, the fox sensing not only Kurama's but Roviel's Youki inside the building being attacked by the mass of youkais. As the thief slashed his way through the pitifully weak but many youkais, Youko glared. This better be worth it...
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Roll, jab up and follow, cut, block and twist. Killing off yet another group of baring fangs and gleaming talons, Roviel began to tire. Kso, there was so many of them! If only they had more help...
And help did come, in the form of a very familiar and annoying white-clad figure slashing away at the hoard. With him here, the enemies were much easier to finish off. Beheading the last youkai, Roviel leaned back against the tattered wall. So tiring...
"...for helping us. You came just in time."
Roviel turned to Youko. Yea, why did the bloody fox come for? Seeing the harassed look on his face, Roviel knew that it couldn't be out of the kindness of his heart. The golden eyes wide, Youko took in one deep breath and steeled himself for the anger...
"Yuki's kidnapped and I need your help to save her."
Five seconds of absolute silence before...
"WHAT! YOU FOX HOW DARE YOU BLOODY LITTLE PIECE OF WASTE LET THIS HAPPEN TO YUKI! I'LL SEND YOUR PUNY SOUL DOWN TO THE TENTH LEVEL OF HELL!"
"WAIT! Let me explain. This is not a normal kidnapping. This... this has something to do with my past, back before I came to Nigenkai."
Angry as she was, curiosity overcame rage. Breathing heavily through her nose Roviel resisted the urge to choke Youko.
"So what's the story behind this?"
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"What? You are Youko's older half-brother? How the hell?"
Yuki sat staring in dismay at the golden-haired kitsune sitting opposite her. Several hours before she had woken only to find herself locked in a strange bedroom by herself. Having banged and screamed at the door for hours straight, the door was finally opened. At first she had thought that it was another one of Youko's jokes. That was, before she saw that instead of silver hair, this Youko look-alike had pale golden locks. He looked a lot older, and the golden orbs held a much harder look than Youko. Before Yuki could fill her lungs and demand what is the meaning of this, he got there first. He dragged her over to a seat, tied her down, and sat opposite on the bed before telling her in a very polite manner that he was called Koruku and that he was Youko's half-brother on his father's side. Now Yuki sat there, a chaos of confusion and anger and the new information. Youko had an older brother, why did he never tell her that? And why did this Koruku kidnap her? She struck up her courage. Whatever the reason was, she's going to get to the bottom of it.
"Why did you kidnap me then? If you have problems then go find Youko. Or is Youko too powerful for you so that you need to have a hostage?"
The fox shook his head, the cold grave eyes locking onto hers. She stopped talking, entranced by the serious gaze. He stared at her for several seconds, before smiling to himself.
"Yes, I suppose it would be most unkind if one was in the middle of a feud they did not even know. I shall tell you a story then, and by the end of it you shall see Youko from a very different perspective.
It all started, so many years ago. Back when Youko was nothing more than a pickpocket and I a nameless C leveled youkai. We made a good team, me taking hold of people's attentions while Youko took whatever he could without being noticed. Back then he was the brains of us two, the one who never allowed his emotions to dominate over his logic. I envied him, the cool self-confidence in his movements, the elegant stalking look he had in his eyes. But he was always kind to me, making sure to split the spoils so that I would always get a bit more. He said that it was compensation for my lack of brains. I never took offence in that, for Youko was right; I was less intelligent than him. We grew up that way, the two of us in a bond stronger than any other sibling, even if we weren't full-blood relatives. Life was perfect, as perfect as they could be. Then came the most wondrous and horrifying days of my life..."
Muhahaha, yet another cliff-hanger. But this one can't be helped; it's nearly midnight and I have a before-school lesson tomorrow. So me need to sleep. I'll have the next chapter out in this week, I PROMISE! Please don't kill me or maim me horriblly! Oh yes, REVIEWS! Don't forget the little button below that sends me a message!