Title: Disappear
Summary: It's as if he never existed…
Disclaimer: I will only say this once. I mean it! I do not now, nor is it likely thatI ever will Own Yu Yu Hakusho. If I ever need to put a disclaimer on another chapter for something else, I will, but not for anything Yu Yu Hakusho realted ever again. So there.
Author's Note: Written for a challenge by Katzztar. I was bored. What can I say. It'll be an interesting challenge… let's see if I can keep it going!
Thoughts
Somewhere deep inside the Reikai Palace, on one of the topmost floors, a small circular room entombed with more beings than normal to. Usually, only a toddler and his enormous stacks of endless paperwork, accompanied by the occasional ferry girl or ogre, filled the office, contented to work alone.
Today, however, three more people joined him.
One, sitting cross-legged on the only couch, seemed annoyed. He kept running his fingers through his black hair, which held an excessive amount of gel. He had donned a white T-shirt and some blue jeans for the occasion. His deep brown eyes focused on the usual occupant of the room, the toddler prince of the spirit world.
Aforementioned toddler continued to ignore his Spirit Detective pointedly, stamping documents and occasionally reading them. His oddly shaped hat perched on the edge of the much-too-large desk, threatening to topple onto the floor. His formal wardrobe made a shuffling sound every time he moved, adding to the aggravating tension in the quiet room.
A tall man with bright red hair stood patiently in almost the exact center of the room, also gazing at his employer through his emerald eyes. His gaze, however, was calmer, more relaxed. His delicate face gave no hint of what he might have been thinking, though it must have been pretty deep. He wore some dark green slacks and a lighter green top, neatly tucked in. Overall, he looked somewhat like he had come from a formal event.
The third being practically melded with the shadows. He wore baggy black pants and a black tank top, covered by a sweeping black cape. He was by far the shortest of the visitors. He seemed bored, almost annoyed, as the first was. His hair defied gravity, standing straight up, a strange starburst formation serving as bangs. Unlike the others, he had his eyes closed, though if they had been open, you would have viewed eyes as red as the blood of his previous victims.
Yusuke sighed impatiently from his position on the comfortable couch in Koenma's office. He continued to stare at the young ruler of Reikai, burning metaphoric holes into his head.
And Koenma knew it. He had called Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei to his office over an hour ago, and had yet to say anything besides 'please have a seat'. He could sense the Spirit Detective's restlessness, as well as the growing impatience of the kitsune and kajihenge. Koenma sighed as well; he couldn't afford to put off the news any longer.
"I called you here under, I admit, very strange circumstances." Koenma looked from person to person. "You all remember the Dark Tournament, correct?"
"How could we forget?" murmured Kurama.
Koenma nodded. "The human that assisted you--"
"Is something wrong with Kuwabara? That oaf got himself in trouble again, didn't he? I bet someone took that stupid cat of his, again. What was its name? Echiki or something?" Yusuke began. He took a deep breath to continue before Koenma cut him off.
"No, Yusuke. Kuwabara is not in trouble, as far as I know," the child-ruler intoned, looking skeptically at Yusuke. "Actually, the reason I called you here," his tone became rather serious, carrying a foreboding note, "is that he has disappeared."
The room was silent for a brief moment.
Yusuke shook his head in confusion and frustration. "You dragged us away from our lives to tell us that Kuwabara decided he doesn't like us anymore and left? I don't see that much of a problem."
Green eyes bored into Koenma's brown orbs, the prince unable to break the intimidating gaze. "I believe there is something more to this, Yusuke, is that not correct, Koenma?" inquired Kurama in that deadly soft voice of his.
Koenma nodded. "Indeed. It seems that Kuwabara has not only vanished from Japan, he has vanished from all records we have. No trace of him remains at all. No trackers have been able to locate him. There has not been a sign of him in any of the three worlds for over a week. It's as if he never existed."
Author's Note: Eh… yeah. That was short. It'll get better, promise. I don't know when Kuwabara will show up, but I think it'll be soon. Then again, I really don't know what's happening in this fic yet… I might have broken my own rule and posted it without being completely done… eh, whatever. Point is: I'll update when I can, but I have school and junk, so I don't know how long it'll be because I need to actually be able to come up with something first.
So review! I want to know how I'm doing! Do I rock? Do I suck? Should I quit writing this story? I don't care what you say, just tell me something!
Ja ne!
Amaya