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Yusuke sighed as he treaded the streets to the park in the middle of town. Life just hadn't been quite the same since Keiko and he had decided to split their ways. They both knew that it was for the better and it was a mutual agreement, but that didn't mean that it still didn't hurt when the very next day she was seen hanging all over some guy named Raikou.
Yusuke sighed for what seemed like the tenth time this hour and reached the area where his friends were waiting for him.
"Uremeshi...It's about damn time that you got here. We got a new mission and shorty here has his panties in a bundle." Said the giant oaf called Kuwabara.
"hn." was the infamous answer of Hiei's.
"Can we please contact Koenma and get this mission started?" was Kurama's ever peaceful answer.
Yusuke just smirked and flipped open his compact communicator.
"Whaddya want toddler?"
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU I AM NOT A TODDLER!!!!" came the demi god's reply. "ugh…there is an artifact in the city museum that is giving off an abnormal amount of spirit energy and demons are trying to get their hands on it so I need you guys to retrieve it before they do."
They all nodded and Yusuke closed the compact and placed it back in his pocket. The Reikei Tantei headed to the local museum in search for this artifact. Upon reaching the location they could sense the faint hum of spiritual energy and that of low class demons. Realizing they had to hurry, the Tantei rushed up the stairs following the hum. As the reached the case that housed the artifact a bright light and crackling noise drew their attention to the ceiling where a portal had just opened up. A screaming figure was hurled down into the glass case surrounding the important artifact.
As soon as the portal closed a horde of low class demons arrived and started to attack the group preventing them from checking on the figure.
----Figure's POV----
"Ugh…." I groaned. My body hurt a whole lot and I could feel pieces of glass digging in my skin.
'Where am I?' I thought. There were tons of these small ugly looking creatures. Then I noticed that there were four people fighting said creatures and doing a pretty good job of defeating them. Continuing to look around I noticed that I was in a museum and that the case that I had fallen on contained a sword. Noticing the familiar design on the sword, I gasped in wonderment, awe, and confusion as I knew that this was my sword. Though why the fuck it was in a museum I have no idea. Rejoicing in finding my old friend I grabbed it and slowly stood up. I caught the glances of some of the guys that were fighting; for the most part they seemed slightly worried and suspicious.
Content to just sit here and watch the fight, I was immediately drawn to the boy with the slicked back hair and honey brown eyes. An ugly was approaching him from the back and it did not seem as though he noticed. Concern for his well being entered my mind and I made my way towards him, kicking and punching any ugly in my way. When I got to him the ugly had pounced and looked ready to slash his back to shreds. So doing what I do best, I ran and pushed him out of the way only to wince as I felt claws slice my stomach and chest fairly deeply. Pulling my sword out of its sheath, I quickly disposed of said ugly by cutting him in half.
I looked to the boy to see if he was alright and found myself staring into his eyes. They seemed to be full of pain, wonder, and confusion. His eyes seemed to be testament to the saying "the eyes are the window to the soul." We stared into each other's eyes for a long time as the others finished off the rest of the uglies. Slowly walking over to him I sheathed my sword and offered him a hand up. He took it and we stood facing each other.
"Are you ok?" I asked breaking the stare as my eyes scanned his body for injuries.
He sputtered before responding "Am I ok??? Of course I am. I should be asking if you are ok." He stared at me in disbelief.
I just laughed and waited for the rest of the gang to come and join us. It was the red head who spoke first.
"My name is Kurama. If you don't mind me asking who are you and how did you get here?" was the incredibly polite question.
"sure, my name is Kage and I haven't a fucking clue as to how I got here except that I was walking… home from the park and I tripped and braced myself for impact and when I didn't meet the ground I opened my eyes and saw ya'll and the uglies, then hit the glass case." I said as the pain resurfaced momentarily in my eyes.
----End Kage's POV----
Everyone laughed lightly at the so called Uglies. Seeing the confusion in Kage's face, Yusuke took it upon himself to explain.
"Those so called 'uglies' are actually demons. They were here to get the sword that is in your hands." Yusuke explained and waited to gauge her reaction.
Kage just smirked and said "well that makes sense; they defiantly reminded me of the demons I read in stories. And since they are real, that means that you two must be demons!!" as she pointed her fingers at Kurama and the Short One.