Black Dye
By the time the boat holding the fighters for the Spirit Detective it was late, and in the girls hotel room late at night Ryukiba took her white bandana and pulled a chair up infront of the closet dooor of the room that Rusty had insisted she get to herself.
She looked into teh mirror and ehr dargons eye glinted back at ehr, eth solid black as he saw what she saw...
He was perfect...
She smiled at the thought as she gazed at herself and noticed with a frown the blue tips of her hair, How long ahd it been sinec she last dyed her hair? a few months she guessed as the dragosn satin voice slid over ehr conciousness.
"You can easily make some dye Little One."
"Yeah..." She siad as she crept from her room to the kitchen and stole from it a bottle of Kuroneko's shampoo that hadn't been unpacked yet, a knife from the kitchen along with a thick slab of bloody red meet Kuroneko brought to cook if worst came to worst...
She walked back to her room and, silently, walked into the bathroom. She turned on the wtaer tiill it wsa searing hot and began to wash the black from hr ahir and it feel away in rivlets of black rain as she worked it out with harsh fingers.
She she sat up her atnk top wsa wet...and accented by a fiery teal blue curtain that matched her right eye exactly. Disgusted she put the plug in the bottom of the tub and filled it almost to the brim.
She put eth remaining shampoo on the counter and removed the meat, shoving it into the bottom of the tub so crimson blood ripped from it to stain the water..but then the dragon slipped from her flesh and seemed to coil around her.
"You are beautiful..."
She smiled as she cut a strip off eth mat to free more blood before eth dargon bit her arm gingerly...yet aggresily, making it so fang amrks drew some of her won blood...and in return she took the knife and knicked eth dargosn sied so black blood fell from hsi side as she tried to remember what she else had used to make her black dye...
Then something ahppened and...simply as if she hadn't been controllibng herself she cut wildly at her left arm and blood fell from it as eth dragon chuckled in her mind.
She brought eth knife up and struck at him with it...She struggled to remeber if he could usually bleed or not but her mind had suddenly become hazed over with black fog..and after a few moments she could no longer distinguish if she was cutting herself, or the dragon...
Yet after the water was made midnight black the dragon slid over her skin..the wounds healing themselves as the dragon whispered dark and lovely things to her of torture and battle and death and deceit..and passiion, of dark desires and caress of midnights soft hands.
In the morning Ryukiba sat up dressed in her bed, yawning as her black air curtained her pale skin.
A boy only slightly taller then her entered the room and threw something at her and with skilled, lightning fast hands she garbbed it and smiled.
Two swords about half the size of Katanas..almost short enough to be called long daggers were sheethed in soft black leather...
Her Dragons Fang Wakisashis.
She looked at the boy with her satin fanged smile and stood, cracking her neck as she walked from the room to greet Kuroneko...
Unable to shake the crimson gaze of the boy from her mind as she ate a waffle...
It was afternoon by the time the tournaments first battle began and two teams of 8 stood across from each other...and for the first time Ryukiba got the chance the scan the crowds...Was he here? was the dragon right?
Yes.
There sitting beside the women she knew as Master Genkai and Master Grey, Ryuichi sat, his spiky blue hair standing out as the scars that coovered him seemed to glow as fog distorted everything else.
What had happened to him?
But she didn't ahve anotehr chance to think about it as Kuroneko, herself, Hiei, and Yusuek where ordered to eth fisrt four--on-four fight...
And she stepped forward with the image of her younger twin's face imprinted in her vision.
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