Hi people! I'll be fifteen tomorrow! I decided to update, because I'm so cool that I can give other people gifts on my birthday! (My writing, of course, is a grand gift!)
Shadowedsketcher: Tarukane is Yukina's former captor, whom Toguro killed via kicking his fat, ugly head off. It was kinda gross, but I can't deny that the stupid fat-ass deserved it!
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, even though I did get a lot of DVD's for my birthday.
Yin-Yang
Chapter Seven: Of Revenge and Necromancy
"Th-This... Can't... You're dead!" Yukina stammered in the human's direction, pale hands at her sides, fear shining in her crimson eyes. Hiei stepped forward, wind whipping about him, ruffling his usual black cloak, forming an angry black aura.
"How are you still alive?" He asked, approaching the repulsive man with deadly calm. Kurama watched in shock as Tarukane smiled insanely.
"I wonder if you still cry gems, Yukina..." He laughed equally as insanely, double (or was it triple?) chins wobbling. Hiei inched closer as the man -- thing, really -- continued, "I'm here to reclaim property." Its voice, exactly like the original, was like a thousand piercing needles in Yukina's skin. She cringed and huddled to the ground, remembering the five long years he had held her prisoner. She thought, tears forming, of his young guard, the young twenty-something boy who had attempted to rescue her.
Kai inched into the dense foliage, hiding herself from sight, and was unnoticed. Yukina was frantic, currently kneeling on the moist ground, getting stains on her navy kimono, wringing her hands insecurely. Kurama looked at her with concern, while Hiei's crimson eyes, identical to hers, shone with hatred at the greedy man whom was thought to be dead.
"Well? You didn't answer the question. Do I need to repeat it so your puny human mind will understand?" He said, hand over his katana. Once again, the Tarukane-thing smiled, although it was considerably more evil-looking.
"The magic of necromancy has allowed me to not only live, but command a horde of demons! I've been given a chance to get revenge! Since those other two aren't here..." He looked to the girl who was huddled on the ground, currently clutching her blue locks, as they would protect her from his ugly stare.
He motioned to the many lower-class demons behind him, saying, "Kill her! She won't live through this day! No one crosses Gonzo Tarukane and gets away--" Suddenly, he stopped. A steel sword was against his throat, light enough to not kill, but hard enough to break the skin. A whip was wrapped around his waist, thorns deep enough to hurt but not mortally injure.
The two boys were glaring at him hatefully, Kurama at his left and Hiei at his right. Seeing their righteous fury, the many demons which had followed Tarukane began to run. They got as far as the border of the forest. There they met their death, in the form of a scrawny girl with pupil-less blood eyes and black and white hair.
Kai reappeared in front of the retreating posse, smiling sardonically as a foreboding wind whipped her dirty coat and underlying black kimono. "You cannot run from righteous retribution. You allied yourselves with scum. Therefore, you will be treated as such. Scum is always cleaned. I think... I'll clean you up." She warned quietly, but loud enough for the deserters to hear, in a dark tone. The next second, all they saw was a golden flash; her aura. They felt excruciating pain, and then it was all over, their ugly corpses hitting the dirt with a disgusting squish. However, Kai's comrades didn't see this.
While the shy sophomore had been pummeling the minor demons, the others had been taking their own revenge.
"Wh-what do you think you're doing? Please, just have pity." Tarukane had gasped as a final (and rather pathetic) plea. Yukina thought of pitying him, telling Hiei and Kurama to let him go, but then another thought struck her blue head. An image of her would-be savior's corpse, marked by dozens of gunshots, bloodied almost beyond recognition, overturned her kind disposition. She then stood up, with a startlingly determined look of hatred upon her face.
"Hiei, Kurama, get back." She said, anger in her every word. She glared crimson daggers at the revived Tarukane and continued, "I want to handle this jerk." They did as they were told and Yukina loosened the turquoise sash around her waist, preparing herself for a fight. As she walked to the forefront, Kurama, walking back, grabbed her wrist. She gave him a questioning look.
"Remember what I taught you. You have so much talent; use every trick you know. Kill the bastard." He smiled encouragingly and the ice demon returned it with a confident nod.
"No problem." She then got into a stance almost mirroring Hiei's when he fought ("Nice stance," Hiei commented to Kurama when the fox demon joined him), and prepared to prove herself.
"Wow." Was all Hiei managed to say, gaping at what was left of Tarukane after Yukina had had her fun. "Wow." Yukina laughed, getting up from her striking position as she cut away the last of Tarukane's life.
"Yeah, I suppose that describes it." She smiled dashingly and tightened her kimono, choosing to ignore the blood stains on it. "You know, I never really thought I could do it. Kill someone, I mean. I was always so shy and quiet and stuff. I never thought that I could..." Her thinking aloud was interrupted by a quiet voice, emerging from its forested hideaway.
"You were awesome." Kai rejoined the other three, stepping from the forest, which now looked considerably friendlier. She, too, had blood stains on her shirt, although neither Hiei nor Kurama had seen her fight. "But I think that Tarukane was sent for a reason." Yukina nodded, although this thought was new to her; she had been caught up in her revenge, her chance to prove herself. She had only thought of her techniques: a fake to the left, a half-twist and a kick to the groin; a perfect split and a trip; a final gash to the gluttonous belly. Kurama spoke, surprised that he had not thought of this, being that he was too concerned about Yukina's ability to defend herself (At least, that's what he told himself, despite his rapidly beating heart.)
"It makes sense, but who can perform necromancy in this forest?" Kai opened her rather small mouth to respond, but seemed to have second thoughts and instead backed against a tree, shaking her two-toned head, fine, black hairs flying across blue stripes.
"Raising the dead and healing the broken hearts..." Hiei, suddenly leaning against a tree adjacent to Kai's, mumbled to himself. His eyes were alight with a sudden answer. "Kurama, use your head." Kurama thought for a moment, turned to Yukina, (Who was, also, leaning against a tree, healing her minor wounds), and spotted something behind her. It was a rather small sign, one which an ordinary person would not have recognized: a few small strands of chocolate-colored hair, burning with a small trace of aqua-colored aura. The fox demon's emerald eyes widened in comprehension and he turned back toward his dark-haired, vertically-challenged comrade.
"Pleasure for the masses...! Sluts 'R us!" He mumbled. Hiei nodded glumly, as Yukina looked on in total confusion.
"What the--" She began to question, but was cut off by Kai, who got up abruptly, looking rather insecure.
"Let's go, please. Koenma is waiting, I think." She said rather sternly, although she always used obliging politeness, much to Hiei's annoyance.
A/N: The plot is starting to reveal itself... Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/Joyous Kwanza! Aww, heck, happy holidays! Can I have a review for a gift? I haven't been getting a lot of those...
