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Claims: Miyoko, the Doctors, the idea
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Project: Dor·mi·re
Group(s): Reikai Biology squads 6, and 7, and the Reikai Alchemy Guild
Date of Commencement: March 15, 1996
Date of Completion: June 6, 1999 at 0600
Lead Physician(s): Drs. Shinta Kito, Kenn Robinson, and Nozomi Tacita,
Member (s): Eric Dénonce, Kacela Kala, Asuran Kisaka, Shinta Kito, Nuray Lucida, Marylin Miek, Vanaja Raquell, Kenn Robinson, Narumi Shimaru, Ayame Shuraken, Brandon Smith, Nozomi Tacita, Miya Wing,
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You'll notice that in this chapter Her name is Miyoko, instead of the one used in the last chapter, you will find out why later on…
This chapter will be split into parts do to its length.
DORMIREDORMIREDORMIREDORMIREDORMIREDORMIREKoenma's eyes roamed the screen trying to figure out what it is that the good doctor wanted him to see. Then, he spotted it.
"Oh my."
"Yes, we'd discovered it just this morning…"
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"Yes. We'd discovered it just this morning," Dr. Nozomi turned to the princeling. "She'll be ready tomorrow, sir."
"At what time?" Koenma was feeling something, a feeling that he couldn't quite identify just yet.
"Well, according to tha readin's she'll be ready tomorrow morni'n, that she will, lordling." Doctor Kenn Robinson stepped up. He had a
deep voice, but his words were as light as a young teen's.
"Yes…" Koenma faltered, "But how?"
" We're not certain, perhaps there were a few miscalculations…" Dr. Nozomi was cut off when one of Dr. Shinta Kito's co-workers
from the 7th Reikai biology squad interrupted her.
"But, Ms. Nozomi, there's no way we could have made a mistake, our squad specializes in calculating equations about biological
adaptations and (A/N: Live with it, I'm a freshman) …And- I…We," he stammered out. The way with which he was speaking that
phrase made it clear that he was saying that more to reassure himself than to convince anyone else.
"After all-"
"That's enough, Brandon." Dr. Shinta had a quiet voice, it was deep, but although Dr. Robinson's voice was deeper, his voice still came
out as distant thunder. Perhaps it was that quality that made almost everything he says cut through others and their words without much
effort. "There's no need to behave as such, after all isn't it better that she is finished earlier rather than later?" Mr. Smith mumbled a quick
apology, before turning back to his screen feeling slightly ashamed, but that's the effect Dr. Robinson has on people.
"Well now, lord Koenma, I think you've seen all that you need to, we need to get back to our work, we have a lot to do in preparation
for tomorrow."
"Yes, I understand, I have some things that I must take care of for tomorrow as well."
"Yes, sir."
"I'll be seeing you all tomorrow then."
"Very well, sir."
The three bowed and Koenma left.
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Morning: 0558
Everyone was gathered around Miyoko's orb. They had dislocated it an hour ago and had replaced it on a special pedestal in a separate
room. Koenma stood a few meters away from it, gripping tightly onto a silvery object in his hands.
Morning: 0559
The doctors prepared to release the liquid and open the sphere. In thirty seconds they must drain the fluids so that his highness could
secure her before she awakened.
Morning: 6:59:30
The solution is drained away through a hole in the pedestal and the orb opens slowly.
Morning: 0600
The clear glass opens as a crystalline 6-petalled flower around the laying form of Miyoko; the girl-being inside. As the "petals" of the
sphere make contact with the pedestal and are opened to their extent, lord Koenma quickly steps forward and secures a silver mithril
necklace about her neck.
"Happy birthday, Miyoko."
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Back in the human world a young sleeping Demon Lord woke up, or rather, his eyes opened but his mind was still drugged with sleep.
He barely noted that it was still rather dark in his room and turned almost in a trained instinctive manner towards his clock, somehow
understanding that it wasn't time to get up yet, he went back to sleep.
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Many unusual things happen from time to time and when these unusual occurrences become more frequent; almost habitual, then you
know that you're not the average person one sees at least 4 of every day out in public. One of these unusual people who experience
unusually usual events would be Kurama. Kurama was currently sitting on his bed having a rather friendly conversation with an unusual
person who was quite used to standing on a tree branch outside of his window. It was strange that Hiei had come by for a visit now that
he worked with Mukuro, but then again, even stranger things have happened to him before, so Kurama wasn't troubled with that.
However…
"You're not serious, Hiei, how can you be sure of this?"
"Hn. Doubting me now, fox?"
"No, but how can it be? I mean, if such a powerful force was found by your jagan eye then don't you think Spirit World intelligence
would have noticed it, too?"
Hiei snorted at this.
'Ah, that's right. Spirit World Intelligence,' thought Kurama ruefully to himself. "You know what I mean, Hiei," continued Kurama
verbally, " Someone else connected with Reikai must have felt it also if it's such a great energy and would have reported it immediately to
Koenma. Don't you think that Yusuke, at least, would have noticed an energy signature as tremendous as the one you've just described
to me?"
"Kurama." Hiei gave Kurama a look that said "You really think I'd be here if I wasn't certain that this could be important?"
"Alright, Hiei, I understand, but first let's pay a visit to Yusuke. From there we'll decide if I should contact Koenma and relay to him what
you've told me."
'Hn." The Jaganshi turned around so that he stood with his back to Kurama. Kurama smiled softly at his back to show he recognized
Hiei's affirmative. He knew Hiei couldn't see the action but he knew that his little friend could understand and sense it. That's the good
thing about close friendships; words aren't always necessary in communicating.
"I'll meet you downstairs in a few minutes, then, Hiei." Returned the redhead as Hiei disappeared in a black blur to meet him at his door.
"This new ki must really be a threat if Hiei seems so unnerved." Thought Kurama as he went downstairs to tell his beloved mother that he
needed to go to a friend's house to do some research together.
…It wasn't a complete lie…Was it?
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Thickly-lashed eyelids fluttered slightly before rising slowly and uncertainly open to reveal a pair of blank, pupil less, black eyes. The
piercingly creepy dark eyes along with its jet lashes contrasted sharply with Miyoko's pale, skin and light silver-purple hair which
despite being out of its usual liquid surroundings was still floating about her in long, elegant wave-like motions. They will stay that way
forever unless Miyoko ran out of spirit energy. Which would result in something not unlike a machine shut down and she and her hair
would remain motionless until power was restored to her. Though the hair seemed unaware of its change in environment the being to
which it belonged to sure did. Miyoko's haunting eyes roamed the room she was in. She was lying on top of something that felt soft and
emitted no spirit energy of any sort so seemed harmless enough. A bed. Something flat and equally soft and lifeless seeming was covering
her. Blankets. "Who's there?" A crystalline girl's voice flowed out of Miyoko as she addressed the voices that were telling her these
things in her head. There was no response so Miyoko decided to keep taking in what was around her. A window. She stared at
something that was clear and shaped somewhat like a rectangle with a semi-circle on top of it. There was a thin carved piece of wood
shaped like a long cylinder that went vertically down the clear shape's middle. This whole thing was framed from the top with a thinner,
wispier version of whatever made up the "blanket" that was still on top of her and was framed all the way around with thicker pieces of
mahogany-coloured wood. Still not bothering to move from her current position of lying down she continued her observations. Door.
There were apparently two of these "door" things. Two wooden ones that matched the window, one directly in front of her and another
one to her right on the wall farthest from her. Between these two doors, near the far right-hand corner of the room was something that
looked like two doors pieced together. She started wondering if that was also a door but the voice told her "no". Closet. "Why isn't that
a door?" She asked the voices. Once again she received no answer from the knowledgeable voices but that didn't faze her.
She was then observing the "floor" when a knock at the door that was farthest from her on the right wall caused her to once again subject
the wood to her scrutiny. The shiny silver thing… Doorknob. The doorknob turned in a clockwise position and the door opened slowly.
In stepped a young man who looked around her age if not for his eyes; slightly sad and filled with a growing wisdom from centuries of
watching the Worlds. He wore a blue and yellow outfit that seemed to suit him with a red thing that was similar to her blankets and the
things hanging around the window about his neck. Scarf? Cape? Whatever it was it confused the voices. In his hand was a blue round
thing and on his forehead was a black "Jr".
"Hello, daddy."
"Hello, Miyoko." Her daddy's voice wasn't very deep and showed that he wasn't really supposed to be a parent just yet. Well,
technically he wasn't, not biologically, anyways. He didn't seem too surprised though that she recognised him as the one responsible for
her creation.
"How are you feeling? There isn't anything bothering you, is there?" He closed the door and walked over to her bed at an allegretto pace.
"I'm hearing voices, daddy."
Well, Koenma definitely wasn't expecting that answer. So he fell over anime-style. He got up just as quickly though and 'ahem'ed into
his fist; blue sweat drop on the side of his head. "Yes, well, um. …What kind of voices?"
Miyoko thought about this for a little bit before answering. "They told me that this," she indicated the mattress underneath her, "is a bed,
and these," she indicated the thin thing on top of her, "are blankets," and as she continued to express what each of her new findings'
names were she'd point to them and finally she pointed out the blue thing in his hand. "And they haven't told me what that is yet, but they
are making funny sounds every time I see or mention it." She looked at Koenma's chocolate brown eyes with her own black ones. A
gaze that would make many uncomfortable once she was let out into society. That gaze even unnerved Koenma even though he knew that
she felt no hostility towards him and shouldn't ever since he's her "daddy". "They were also making other noises when I saw you come
in, some of them are still making them right now. Their energy isn't happy."
During the time she was talking, Koenma was shooting doubtful and concerned eyes toward the silver necklace around his 'daughter's'
neck. Or, more specifically, the oval in its centre. The oval had a black and white design on it, similar in theory to the Chinese yin-yang.
A wispy white half that would be hard to duplicate, is mirrored in black on the other side. The silver ornament is then attached to more of
the same silvery material and twisted around her neck, all of which is perfectly balanced on both sides. The substance is called mithril
and is said to hold special magical properties. A magic metal that is unbelievably rare. Thank goodness Koenma had the largest supply in
his collection to be found in the Worlds. The only other known mithril treasures consist of an ancient vase in the Southern makai Temple,
and another vase in the Musée d'Orsay in France. Though none of the humans realised that. They all thought that it was just another piece
of historical art, though strange occurrences do on the occasion happen there…None of which are ever associated with the silvery
source. The necklace that Miyoko wore was made for the purpose of balancing the pieces that is she.
Miyoko is a being made from the parts of many other creatures. Different entities from all three of the worlds. She is, in a sense, a puzzle
and the only thing that helped hold her together and retain the spirits of those puzzle pieces was that necklace. Well, the necklace and the
mark on her right cheek. Shaped somewhat like an "S" that is then outlined by representations of the four elements. The mark is black
and greatly contrasted by her almost albino appearance. If what Miyoko was saying is true then those spirits may not be as dormant as
he'd thought…
"Daddy?"
"Oh, uh, yes? Miyoko?" Koenma hadn't realised that he'd spaced out when puzzling over the effectiveness of the necklace. "Sorry about
that, I was just thinking about something," admitted Koenma while smiling apologetically and kindly at her. Dark eyes observed him.
"What were you thinking about, daddy?"
"Don't worry about it, it's nothing."
"Why were you thinking of nothing, daddy?"
"No, that's not what I meant," replied the young "father", "It's a saying amongst people, Miyoko. When someone says that 'it's nothing',
they mean that it's nothing to be worried about."
"Oh. Okay, daddy."
"Why don't you get up, Miyoko? A friend of mine will be coming soon to show you around." Koenma watched as Miyoko got up. That
unnaturally moving hair that defied the laws of gravity flowing around and moving with her actions.
Miyoko watched her father as she got up. His spirit energy was swirling around him gently, its movements seemed to be somewhat sad
in its solemn pace and something else…Something not as sad. Pride. The voice that released this info sounded like it'd spat it out of its
mouth. Just then the doorknob turned again and a cheery girl came in. She had blue hair and pink-purple eyes. A red and white aura
swirled around her. In some places the two colours would blend and make pink. It moved around in a happy allegro about her. This
person was weaker than her daddy but her aura looked bigger, meaning that she had less control over it. Her daddy looked at the
newcomer and welcomed her.
"Botan, there you are. Come in, oh, but leave the door open, I'll be leaving soon to get back to work." The person did as told and
looked over at the bed. "Miyoko?" The girl returned her gaze to the lord of Spirit World. "This is Botan, she's the friend I was talking
about. She'll be showing you around and helping you get used to things." He turned to Botan. "You should remember me talking about
my daughter, well then, this is Miyoko. You two have fun then. Miyoko?" He turned to the girl. "It would make me really happy if you
can become friends, okay?"
"Okay, daddy."
"I'll be leaving. Take good care of her for me, Botan, thank you." He gave each a smile before leaving, closing the door behind him.
"Well now, I'm so pleased to meetcha, Miyoko!" Botan practically bounced across the room to Miyoko's bed and clasped her hands in
her own. Miyoko did not react but that didn't matter. "I'd heard so much about you from Koenma but I'd never before gotten a chance
to see you before! This is so great! Hey, hey, waddoya say we go shopping after I show you around the palace, hm? It'll be so much
fun!" She watched Miyoko for her okay, which the girl gave, along with a slight tilt of the head.
"What's shopping?" There were two words that Botan had said that she hadn't understood; "shopping" and "palace". The voices
answered the question about the palace but there was none for "shopping".
"Oh, it's when you get together with your friends to a mall so you can buy stuff!"
"Mall?" Again, the voices were left clueless, being the voices of demons and other beings that weren't too knowledgeable in these kind of
areas.
"Oh, that's this great, big building where you buy stuff, it has lots of great stuff and your room looks like it could use some decorating so I
was thinking we could go out, get some stuff, and pretty it up!"
"Okay. So you're my friend already?"
"Oh, it's easy to make friends. Fast and easy," declared Botan. 'Well, easy to make friends with everyone minus Hiei,' she thought to
herself.
"So, you all set!"
"Yes."
"Come on, then, let's visit the West wing of the palace first, then we'll head over to the East wing to get to a portal to the human world to
go shopping." Botan grabbed the pseudo girl by the arm and led her out of her bedroom and into the hall. She closed the door with a
"click" and dragged project DorMiRe down the right hall to begin their tour.
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A picture of Miyoko will be posted at some point for your viewing; however, it will not be on f a n f i c t i o n . n e t Therefore, I shall give the link or information needed to get there to see it if you are interested. It is hand drawn.
Miyoko sees auras a bit differently, so if it's another colour in the anime, then too bad. Plus I'm too lazy to note everyone's aura colour.
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Damnit, the indent thing doesn't seem to wanna work for me, sorry peoples.