Author's note: well, this is a short one, sorry for the late update, midterms have taken up my time. And well, here you go. Not exactly my best work.…

Chapter 7: Gandara

Yokiko continue grumbling. Damn demon's and their 'just a few miles'. Someone should teach them exact distances for all sanity's sake. It was her third day on the road, three days of nonstop running was no fun, especially if you only had to stop to beat up a bunch of losers every so often.

Yokiko had stayed around at Enki's for a few days, Hokushin and his men being her main form of entertainment. It was a relief to hit someone full force and know they can take it. Yokiko got all the exercise she needed. Then began her travel to Gandara.

Yokiko smirked, cleaning up that terrain ought to keep them busy for a while. Yokiko's mind drifted back to the quest she was unceremoniously shoved into as she continued running. For something so powerful, the gem has been awfully well kept. To think that it'd should have been the cause of a few wars here or there. Yokiko looked up and smiled, finally, the little speck in the distance, Gandara, was looming closer. Catching a second wind, she burst forward.

Yokiko halted her advance at the gate. She didn't bother to keep her Spirit Energy in check, besides I need the boss know I want to see him. She aimed at the mechanism controlling the gate. After hitting it with an energy ball, it tall slab of metal creaked open for her. She walked in.

One thing she liked about Gandara was that it wasn't so primitive. It was one of the most developed areas in terms of technology, aka a functioning toilet with flush! Walking towards the city center where she knew the head should be staying wasn't as easy as she thought. Even if theses demons were pretty "civilized", they were still demons. One nice, tired, girl lacking a horn or any other animal appendage pretty much looked like a meal despite energy signatures.

After the first demon attempted her life and losing his in the process. Many more followed, they seem to not get the fact that yes, energy signature is real. A few meters from the city center, Yokiko turned to face her trail.

"Okay boys, let's finish this." She told those that still thought her weak. The amazingly many still came. A few moments later, Yokiko sheathed her tanzo. Note to self: distance isn't problem, common sense still needs work here. Yokiko gingerly removed a piece of demon –tongue?—flesh from her shoulder.

She continued to walk through Gandara's apparent control center. There was a Cat youkai behind a desk. Yokiko approached her.

"Hello there," the youkai asked in a high pitch, secretary trained voice, that made Yokiko cringe. "How may I help you?"

"I'm looking for Yomi." Yokiko replied.

"Oh, I am very sorry Ma'am but Master Yomi is not in. He is still on a vacation with his son, Shura."

Yokiko sighed, figures "Alright, then get me his second in command."

"I'm sorry but he is out as well attending to business."

"When will he be in?"

"He will be due to back soon, ma'am, he's schedule is very clear. Please take a seat, if you wish to wait for him. I'm sure he will see you."

Yokiko dragged her duffel and herself to the couch far across the recipient's desk. Yokiko plopped down on the couch. Her body's weight beginning to weigh down on her.

Yokiko yawned for the hundredth time. Additional Note to self: 'soon' and concept of other people's time is none existent. Then she started to look over the lobby, again. Yokiko stretched her arms and yawned. She was tired, slowly her eyes started falling. Damn, Yokiko thought as she yawned again and leaned back. She rubbed her eyes, but that too proved futile.

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A demon raced through the trail of carcasses. He merely raised an eyebrow at this. He followed the trail. It ended in Yomi's front door. Why am not surprised?

The demon entered to lobby and much to his surprise, it was still clean save for the trail of black blood and gore footsteps leading to the recipient's desk. His eyes landed on the form in slumber, at the lobby's couch.

Someone will definitely be happy to see you, girl. He thought as picked her up and carried her further into the palace.

"Good, girl." He scratched the back of the ears of the secretary. "Please dust the couch," he smiled as he continued his way.