"Misha, I don't know that this is such a good idea!" I said nervously, as she dragged me through a neighborhood I wasn't familiar with.
Being that it was a Sunday and we had no school, Misha made it a point to call everyone in this Reikai Tantei to get together to meet me. Though she was very vague to them
"Oh don't worry krasavitsa, you won't get in any trouble. Everyone will love you! Plus if anyone tries to hurt you Kurama and I will protect you." Misha said, waving her hand and smiling brightly to reassure me.
Somehow her words did not make me feel any better, and I grew nervous with each passing step that brought us closer to our destination.
A few minutes later, Misha stopped in front of a two story house saying, "My zeds'," while knocking on the cherry red door.
A voice I recognized all too well said, "I'm coming," and in less than a minute there stood the red haired green eyed beauty that was Shuichi Minamino.
Not that I had a crush on him. No, we were just really good friends. Though I did think he was pretty in away.
"Moya lyubov'!" Misha shouted, as she flung herself against Shuichi and nuzzled her nose against his neck.
"It's good to see you too koishii." Kurama said, smiling down at the brunette in his arms.
The only weird part of being friends with these two is that they were an item. Which it's not like they ever excluded me from anything, but sometimes I felt like a third wheel. I expressed this to Misha once, but she told me if I ever said anything like that again she would set me up on a blind date with out my knowing. Knowing her she would too. So I never spoke of those feelings again.
"Koishii, why have you brought Kore-Chan over when you know 'their' here?" Shuichi asked Misha after a moment.
Misha stepped back from Shuichi, put her hand behind her head, and said, "Well lyubov', there is a perfectly good reason for it. Which I will explain in front of everyone when we go inside."
"Why do I have a feeling you did something you shouldn't have Misha?" Shuichi sighed, as he stepped back so that Misha and I could enter the house.
Misha flashed Shuichi a devious smile before saying, "Because I'm always getting myself into trouble."
Kurama and Misha led the way into this strange house and I followed silently behind them, thinking of all of the things that could happen to me right now.
Misha said the worst they would do is erase my memories, so nothing bad is going to happen. I told myself in an attempt to calm myself down.
When we arrived at the living room, Misha grabbed my hand and pulled me to a black leather couch. She sat in the middle, I sat on her right, and Shuichi sat on her left. I looked around, and noticed three other guys in the room.
One sat in a reclining chair, had greased back black hair, brown eyes and looked like a yankee. Another sat on the floor, legs criss-crossed, with orange hair that looked like it was a wannabe afro. In fact, he kind of resembled a monkey to me. The one that really caught my eye though was sitting in the window seat near me. He had jet black hair that had a white starburst in it and was spiked in a strange way. His eyes were as red as freshly shed blood, and he looked apathetic to all that was around him.
He's oddly beautiful. I thought in awe.
As if the guy had heard my thoughts, he looked over at me and glared daggers at me. I made a face, slowly turning my head away from him to admire my black and white converse shoes.
"So Misha, why did you call us all over here, and who the hell is that?" The yankee asked, his voice was loud and kind of obnoxious.
"Ah yes, well before I explain what happened, I would like to introduce you all to my krasavitsa, Kore-Chan!" Misha said cheerily.
"Misha-Kun, what does krasavihya mean?" The orange haired one asked.
"It is Russian for pretty lady. Kore-Chan, that is Kuwabara." She said pointing to the one who just spoke. "That is Yusuke," she said pointing to the yankee in the recliner. "This is Shuichi as you know, but you can call him Kurama here," She said pointing to Shuichi. "And finally Mr. Solitude over there is Hiei." She said finally gesturing to the guy in the window.
"Umm… hi." I said quietly, as I fidgeted in my seat.
"Misha, why did you bring Kore-Chan here? And why did you tell her about my 'other' name?" Kurama I guess, whispered in Misha's ear.
"Right," Misha sighed, as she began to think of a way to tell everyone what happened last night. "Well to put it simply I told Kore-Chan about the Reikai Tantei, the Makai, Reikai, Ningenkai, you name it. I told her what myself, Kurama, and Hiei are, and I told her about the missions I had been going on with you all."
The words flowed out of Misha's mouth as if she was telling someone that she had just enjoyed a nice stroll in the park. Tension built in the room though, and I was fully aware that shock was written all over my face at how calm Misha was. Minutes ticked by, as it seemed the four men in the room were trying to absorb what Misha said.
Finally, after what seemed like ages, Hiei said, "Baka Onna! Do you realize the trouble you've caused?"
"Trouble?" Misha queried as a malicious grin appeared on her face. "Trouble Hiei? Really? Trouble is mere child's play. I cause mayhem!"
"Misha, why?" Kurama asked softly.
Turning to Kurama she smiled guiltily saying, "Because I'm selfish. And she had a right to know."
"Right? What 'right' did she have to knowing anything, Onna?" Hiei spat venomously.
"Kore has befriended Kurama and myself, which makes her delicious as leverage to our enemies. If she knows about all of this supernatural crap, then it makes her less of a liability. Plus, other than Kurama, she is the closest person I have. I would even go so far as calling her my sister. She is as important to me as Keiko is to Yusuke, and that is why I told her." Misha said fluidly.
There was silence again, until Kuwabara asked, "So are we going to let her keep her memories, or what?"
"We could always kill her." Hiei said, a murderous gaze crossed his face. "That way she won't be a liability, and we won't have to be burdened by this decision."
"Hiei," Misha started coldly, "I swear if you harm one hair on her head I will make it my personal vendetta to make the rest of your unfortunate existence a living hell."
"Hn." Hiei responded.
"I think that we should tell Koenma what's what and see what he thinks." Yusuke said casually.
"I agree." I piped up. Everyone looked at me shocked, as if they had forgotten I was there, and I continued saying, "If what Misha told me is true, then he's the overseer of the three worlds, then he should be the one to decide my fate."
"You're a pretty dumb Onna if you're entrusting your fate to someone you've never met." Hiei said.
I had been ignoring his comments, because it seemed he spoke this way to everyone, but questioning my intelligence was taking it to far!
"You know Hiei you talk so big for someone so small that I wonder what you compensating for. It couldn't be something below the belt could it?"
Everything from the people to time itself froze as they awaited Hiei's response. Slowly the short demon stood up, unsheathed his sword, and with lighting speed came at me with it.
I closed my eyes, waiting the impact of his katana, but I never felt it. When I opened them again, they widened at seeing the blade of the sword caught in Misha's hand.
"Do not test my previous threat Hiei!" Misha said with a deadly gleam in her eyes.
Glaring at Misha, then myself, Hiei pulled the blade from my friend's hand, and flitted to the front door slamming it behind him.
Sighing heavily, Kurama whispered to Misha, "Come Koishii, let's get your wound cleaned."
"Alright, moya lyubov'." Misha replied.
With that the two of them stood up, and headed up a grand stair case that was off to the side of the room. That left me with Yusuke and Kuwabara.
"That was pretty gutsy what you said to Hiei." Yusuke said with a smirk on his face. "Anyone that can speak that way to him is alright in my book."
"Yeah, mine too!" Kuwabara said, giving me a thumbs up.
I smiled and said, "I'm glad we're on good terms. Now I only have one more person to wow. And if I don't it won't really matter what you think of me at all."
Moya Lyubov means my love... also I'm thinking of writing a Misha and Kurama story after this one... or while I'm writing this one... Tell me whatcha think.
Thanks,
Akemi