Joanna: Ok, finally I can get to chapter four…I don't own YYH, just borrowing the characters for a fic. I do own the house and the idea though. Enjoy the fic!

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LAST TIME

They all got comfortable again; Kurama staying close to you and Hiei, Kuwabara leaned against the wall at the head of his bed and Yusuke on the floor sprawled out. Hiei was sitting by the window in the center of Kuwabara's bed. He sighed and leaned his head back to rest on the wall.

THIS TIME

Horror 4: Mirage?

You woke up to the feel of something wet licking your leg. Actually, it startled you awake. You shuddered in Hiei's arms and looked at your leg. Kuwabara's cat, Eikichi (An: SP?), was licking your leg. But what freaked you out even more was the blood coating your body. Upon the sight, you instantly remembered the horrors encountered in your room. You shrieked and fell off Hiei and backed yourself up into a corner. The guys woke up and Kuwabara grabbed his cat while the others went to comfort you.
You looked down at your bloody body and rubbed at your arms and legs, trying to get the blood off but it wouldn't disappear. Around this time you realized someone was calling your name. You hadn't heard a thing the whole while. You looked up at the guys.

", are you all right?" Kurama asked.
"No," you shook your head vigorously, "I'm covered in blood. What do you think?"
"Blood?" Yusuke asked, looking perplexed. " there isn't a drop of blood on you."
"Its all over me! On my legs on my hands," you kept shaking your head.
"I don't smell anything," Hiei said.
"Would you like to use the shower?" Kurama asked.
You nodded, "Yeah, we can talk afterwards. I really need to get cleaned up."

Kuwabara followed you out with a shirt and someone's shorts and went into the bathroom. He laid the clothes on the sink and put a clean towel on the closed lid of the toilet. They would have made you carry it yourself but you claimed that there was blood on your hands he brought it for you. You thanked him and then closed and locked the door. You turned the shower on full blast heat and disrobed what little clothes you had on. You stepped into the shower and let the hot water pound on your body, washing away the blood that covered you. You were relieved to see the blood wash down the drainer. You scrubbed yourself and used some of the Rain Body Wash that was available.

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Ten minutes later you stepped out of the shower and dried off. You toss on the shirt and then put a towel over your wet hair. You slipped on the shorts and walked out the door. You went to Kuwabara's room and didn't find the guys in there so you turned around and went down to the living room. The guys were seated on different pieces of furniture. You plopped down next to Yusuke and dried your hair some.

"So, you ok now?" he asked.
"I feel a lot better, yeah," you said.
"So can you tell us what happened now?" Hiei asked.
"Well….it was really creepy. You guys know how I like to stay up late on the internet," they nodded, "And how I keep getting those weird feelings and hearing those noises," again they nod. "Well…it went further last night."
"What do you mean, 'further'?" Kuwabara asked.
"Well I was sitting there reading a good story when I saw something in my peripheral vision and looked at it…" you shuddered. "It was like an extra crispy person with yellow red eyes. I screamed and it disappeared. I searched the whole house and didn't find anything out of place or unlocked. So I went back and continued reading…then the thing touched me. I ran deeper into my room and then the walls started bleeding and I saw all these people dying…in my room…MY ROOM!" you yelled, getting angrier. "Good gawd, my rooms' gotta be a bloody mess! I can't clean all that shit up!"
"Do you think we can go check it out?" Kurama asked.
You sighed, not really wanting to go back to the bloodbath, "Yeah. I don't plan on staying too long though."

Everyone was dressed and ready all ready. Kuwabara ran to the stairs and hollered up to Shizuru and then you all left. Walking down the street to your house. You gave the guys more details on what exactly you saw. Expressing the facts made you more angrier at the mess that awaited you in your room. Blood was everywhere and on everything. You growled, realizing that you left the computer on all night when you ran out. The guys looked at you weird; you weren't very afraid anymore, especially if you were worrying over trivial things.

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You all turned and walked up the empty driveway…Mommy dearest still hasn't gotten home yet. Nor had your father. You found this a bit odd, usually your dad came home while you were still on the computer and said goodnight or hello or something. The door had slammed shut when you rushed out it but was still unlocked. You opened it; everything looked untouched. You ventured into the living room and through it to the dinning room; you grabbed the phone as you walked through. Your bedroom door was closed. You just stared at it; imagining the bloody ruin that lie beyond the door.

"So….we going up?" Yusuke said, "Or staring at it all day?"
"Shut up," Hiei ordered him.
You took a deep breath, "Yeah, we're going in."

You opened the door and peeked in. There was no bogeyman on the stairs, and no blood. None that you could see from that slim rectangle. You opened the door all the way, making sure nothing was hiding behind it. There by the door was the tin can, dented, from where you'd hit your head. Yusuke let out a low whistle.

"Damn, . I knew you had a hard head," he smiled.
"That's what happens when you hang around with a bunch of headstrong demons," you smiled.

You felt calmer. The small teasing was what you needed; something to take your mind off what had happened. You put your hand on the banister and went up, slowly, one step at a time. You reached the top and looked on in wonder. The room was just as it always was. No bloody walls or fans. The computer was still on, the screen saver going through your saved pictures. Everything was just how you'd left it. You walked into the room, in awe. The guys followed looking around and under your bed.

"What the hell?" you asked.
"I don't see anything out of place," Yusuke said.
"Yeah…" Kuwabara echoed his opinion.

Hiei looked out the window and then sat on your bed. Still nothing wrong. You touched the walls; they were still dry and clean. Yusuke knelt on the floor; the carpet was dry and spotless. Kurama moved your mouse over a bit and your screen saver turned off. A picture of a gruesome murder that took up the whole screen popped up. Kurama flinched, he wasn't expecting that, not after you told him you were reading stories.

"Guys…" Kurama let the statement go unfinished.

Everyone went to the computer and looked at the screen. Kuwabara gagged. Your eyes widened in shock.

"Dude! That's it! That's what I saw! It was all over my room!" you said.
"Hmm…'old world visionaries finally discovered. Inhuman atrocities uncovered within the walls of the Takeda Estate. Bodies found mutilated, hacked and carelessly discarded among the property. Nobody was ever persecuted for these crimes nor has any been said to have escaped the torturous hell hole.'" Kurama read a caption under the picture.
"So…how did it get in my room? Its old world…that was, like….shit….over 200 years ago," you said.

They all looked puzzled. Each brooding and wondering what this all meant and where you came into the picture.

"This house is only a few years old, how many families lived in it before I did?" you asked anyone.
"Only about three. But from what I heard they didn't like the area and left. Said it was too secluded from the city and such," Kuwabara said.
"That's believe able," you said.

Kurama sat down in your computer chair and began to mess with your computer. You sat on the desk next to the monitor while Yusuke and Kuwabara pulled up chairs around Kurama. Hiei stood behind the seated redhead. You all watched as Kurama went to the main page of the website that housed the picture of horror. Just as he clicked on an information button, you saw a familiar face. You put your hand on Kurama's shoulder.

"Wait! Go back,' you said.

Kurama did so. You pointed out the picture and he clicked on it; bringing up a bigger image. It was the image of the burnt man! His yellow red eyes seemed to be looking right at you as you stared at the picture. Kurama red the caption aloud again.

" 'Sankichi Takeda; born 1776, died 1811. Owner of the Takeda Estate. It is said that he tortured those who opposed him or wandered into his property. He never allowed someone else to torture his victims; he preferred to do it himself. Sankichi was declared a sociopath at the age of 12 when he brutally murdered his family after he tortured them all. He set his younger brother's bed on fire as well as his baby sister's crib. Sankichi dismembered his mother's body with torture devices such as 'A Cat's Paw' and 'Breast Rippers'. Testimonies state that Sankichi left his mother to die, after ripping off nearly all of her flesh. It was found that he'd dislocated and broken all his mother's bones while still alive. His father suffered the same. It was found that Sankichi used a 'Rectal Pear' torture devise on his father. His father's broken, disfigured body was found still placed on 'The Rack', the last torture devise he saw before he bled to death.'" Kurama gave a low whistle.
"This Sankichi guy was one sick bastard," Yusuke said.
"No kidding…how did he die?" you asked.
" Says here that he was caught and had his own torture devises used against him. Then they burned him at a stake to purify his soul," Kurama said.
"Purify? That mother-fucking sonnavabitch DESERVES to go to Hell!" you and Yusuke yelled.
"So why'd you point him out?" Hiei asked. "Don't tell me that's the burnt guy you were talking about."
"I wish it wasn't," you said, fear leaking out.
"But he's dead….. Dead people can't hurt you," Kuwabara said.

You all suddenly jumped because of the silence was disturbed by the phone ringing, which you'd clipped on your pocket before you came upstairs. You pulled it off your belt and looked at the caller I.D. It wasn't a number you knew and it wasn't within the area. You thought about letting it go, but answered it before you could stop yourself. Habit.

"Hello?" you said.
"? Baby, you all right?" it was your dad.
"Yeah, Dad, where the heck are you all? Mommy Dearest hasn't come home yet and I haven't seen you since yesterday morning," you asked.
"We're in Colorado-" you dad was cut off, by you.
"Color-fucking-rado!" you yelled.
"Ey, watch your mouth," your dad said in his warning voice.
"Pardon my French, but what the hell are you doing all the way over there?" you asked.
Your father sighed, "Your mother-" you interrupted again.
"Why am I not surprised," you said boredly.
"Quit interrupting me. Your mother told me that she sent you ahead to Colorado. Said something about hearing things while everyone was at school. She told me to get myself here to stay with you while she took the kids at 7, something about packing. I never would have guessed that she'd leave you behind."
"So I guess the house is mine?" you asked.
"Unless you want to come over here with us, I can send you some air fare," he said.
"Nope. She wanted me out of her hair, the least I could do is make sure we BOTH stay happy. Don't worry, I'll keep it all in one piece," you said.
"I'm not worried about you. Just you being alone," he sighed.
"I got friends. I can ask if they wanna bunk like roommates or something," you said, happy with the thought.
"No guys," he said.
"How's no sex? I have my self respect so I won't do anything to mess up my future more than Mommy Dearest planned to. Don't worry, Dad, I won't let ya down," you replied.
Your dad sighed, "All right. I trust you."
"But I think I'll need a bigger allowance…my current pay of loose change isn't going to keep me fed," you tried to make light of it and poke at the fact that you never had allowance for anything.
"You on the cordless?" he asked you.
"Yes."
"Go into the kitchen," he told you.

You hopped off the desk and went downstairs. The guys followed. You walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter in front of the fridge.

"I'm here," you said.
"Get on top of the fridge and look in the very back corner. The left corner of it."

You motioned for one of the guys to lift you and Hiei stepped forward. He grabbed you around the waist and hoisted you over the height of the refrigerator. You looked at the far left corner.

"What am I looking at?" you asked.
"You see that tiny thumbtack?"
"I do."
"Pull on it," your dad told you.

You pulled on it and a thin chunk of the fridge went up attached to it. There was a cubby there and it had three hundred dollar bills and a credit card.

"How long has that been there?" you asked, pocketing the money and the card. Hiei put you back down.
"For about three months. I put it there when your mother started talking about how much of a pain you are. Figured someone would need it sooner or later. Oh, hey, sweetheart I got to go, your mother's getting pissed off for some reason or another," your dad said sadly.
"I don't hear her," you said.
"I'm in a public bathroom. She just sent your little brother in here," he answered.
"Ahh…oh hey, before you leave. I'm going to activate one of the cell phones. I'll give you, and you ONLY, the number next time you call, okay?" you said.
"Get the right plan," he told you.
"Pay as I go. And I'll only use it when it's a dire emergency. You know me, I'm not a fan of the phone," you said. (AN: Tons of girls are hating me right now for that one. Lol.)
'Yeah, I know. Be careful and take care. I'll talk to you soon. I'll try and call sometime next week to see how you're doing."
"All right. Love ya, Daddy," you said.
"Love ya, sweetie. Bye."
"Later," you said and hung up.

You put the phone in your pocket and just leaned against the fridge. Kuwabara spoke up.

"So what was all that about?" he asked.
"Mommy Dearest ditched me and took everyone to Colorado. That's why I didn't see my dad for a while, he was on a plane and mommy dearest played it off by saying she hadda go somewhere last night and took the kids with her. The house and everything in it is mine," you said, a small smile creeping on your face.
"That's great!" Yusuke said, he knew it to be the news it was.
"Hell yea!" you said and hugged everyone, initiating a group hug that only you could start. "So, who's up to bunking here with meh?"
"I shall," Hiei said.

Hiei lived in a guest room at Kurama's house; Shiori had more than welcomed him in. He didn't mind it but the room was kind of small.

"That's cool ," you smiled.

You all talked about what you could do to the house while you went through the drawers in the kitchen. You finally, after five minutes of looking, found what you were looking for; a cell phone. You pocketed that as well and took out the money and the credit card. You were going to put it in your wallet, but realized that it was upstairs.

"Be right back, I need to get my wallet and change clothes," you said and ran upstairs, leaving the door open, just in case.

You ran past the computer, not looking at it, and to your clothes drawer. You pulled out some dark blue jeans and a equally dark t-shirt. You ran over to your headboard and grabbed your wallet and house keys. You turned back to the stairs and stopped in your tracks. The burnt body of Sankichi Takeda was standing by your computer, pointing at you. One crispy hand directed in your way, a long pointed finger slightly curled and cracked. The other hanging at his side. You dropped your stuff and screamed and flung yourself on the other side of your bed.
Pounding on the stairs let you know the guys were coming. Sankichi disappeared with a smiled, of surprisingly white teeth. The color clashed with the brunt blackness of the rest of him. You collapsed to your knees, clutching your fuzzy tiger blanket. A comforter that had been bought for you by your dear eldest brother and his wife. Your four friends spilled around the top of the stairs and looked at you with worry.

"What happened?" Kurama asked.
"Sankichi….he was here…standing right where you guys were," you said, "And then he disappeared."
"Come on out, we're here now," Yusuke said while the others looked around.

This time it was Kuwabara who checked the computer. The same site was still up about Sankichi, but there was another window opened. Another program. It was Microsoft Word. Due to your personalization, you had the background of the program to be black with red writing. But the font was always in Times New Roman. This font was different. You weren't even sure you had it on your computer. It looked almost like thick chicken scratches.

"," Kuwabara asked, staring at the screen, "Have you made any enemies?"
"No one other than Mommy Dearest," you replied as Yusuke led you to the center of the room.
"Is there something there?" Kurama asked and took a look.
"What is it?" you asked.
" 'Even beyond the grave I strike fear into the innocent's hearts. You can not stop me and will not escape me. We shall talk again. And I will have you. I will have you, .'" Hiei read aloud.
You stopped moving, "It knows my name….he knows my name…"
"…" Yusuke said sadly.

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Joanna: Good gawd that's just creepy…you got a sociopathic mass torturer after you.Read and review! Oh and those torture devises I named. They are REAL! The Cat's Paw, The Rectal Pear, The Breast Ripper, and The Rack are all real torture things that were used back in the olden' days. I know cause I looked it up for this part. Really sick and twisted stuff. But hey, ya learn something new everyday.