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Chapter 3

Koenma

He turned blocking the view from the frightened woman. "Whitney, I need you to do something for me. Are you up to it?" He asked her. She nodded unsure if she should do it. Again Kurama smiled at her. "I need you to pack a few of your belongings. Can you do that?" Watery brown eyes met his green ones. "Why?" Kurama placed a hand on her shoulder to settle her. "You are not safe here Whitney, I need you to come with us to a place of safety." Clarity ran through her for few moments. "Us? Where? How? What?" Whitney took a large step back, seeing the other three strange men had caught up to them. "No, I'm not going anywhere." 'I don't know you.' "Kurama, let her hang out for a bit. That guys not coming back so we have time." Yusuke interjected as he repositioned Kuwabara in his arms.

Whitney stood still watching the newcomers carefully. 'They did save me.' She thought shamefully. Letting out a shaky sigh, Whitney wiped some of the dried mascara from her cheeks. "Do you mind if I freshen up a bit?" Whitney asked Kurama hopefully. "In the meantime I can rest and you can take care of your friend." The three men exchanged glances before Yusuke cracked a bloody grin. "Sounds like a plan to me!" Quietly they all ventured into the building. Tension was high, and minds were weak. When they finally reached the door to Whitney's apartment, she turned to them. "Can you tell me your names?" For some odd reason, not having anything to call them by made it unnatural to her. 'Who invites strange men into their home?' Politely Kurama followed through with introductions as he picked the lock to her front door, and Hiei studied her silently. It was strange Kishou would want to associate with a weak human, there had to be something he was missing. 'But what?'

When they entered her uniquely decorated apartment Hiei and Yusuke laid Kuwabara on the long sofa, while Whitney immediately went to the refrigerator and grabbed a water bottle from the top shelf. Her insides were on verge of breaking down and her throat was dryer then the Sahara desert. 'That name.' Whitney remembered. 'I've dreamt of him before.' She was stirred from her thoughts by one of the men. "Whitney do you have a medical kit?" Yusuke asked her as he unbuttoned Kuwabara's shirt. She nodded before sprinting into the bathroom. Yusuke looked over to Kurama, uncertainty written on his face. "Why isn't she panicking yet?" He asked. "She is still in shock. Her body will slow down as soon as exhaustion settles in." Yusuke watched the young woman emerge from the bathroom with a blue plastic package. "Here." She said sweetly. "Unfortunately it's all I have." Yusuke took the medicine kit from her and placed it next to Kuwabara on the couch. "This is fine. Thank you." Whitney nodded and let her gaze linger on the other two males. "Can I give you any water? Or make you tea?" Kurama walked over to her and again placed his hand on her shoulder. "We can take it from here. Why don't you wash up and get some rest. We'll wake you in the morning."

It wasn't long before Whitney was fast asleep in her bedroom. The clock above her nightstand struck a new hour and the sun started to raise itself a little higher. "We shouldn't be here." Hiei said turning from the window. He was clearly upset, which was unusual. The redhead gave him a glance before attending to his wounded arm. "I can't force her Hiei, her mind and body need rest. She's been through too much." With quick loss of control, Hiei hit the windowsill. Cracks making their way up the side. "She's weak. Human. There was no need of her there." Kurama glared at his companion. "Kishou does not tread lightly Hiei, there was a reason why she was needed." A snort followed them from the couch. Their leader wiped out. "Well, until Koenma has his say we can't do anything at the moment." Kurama nodded in agreement. "Understood. Have you contacted him yet?" Yusuke leaned his head against the base of the couch as his hand rose up, thumb towards the sky. "Yeah, now let me sleep."

The woman's apartment was spacious for a single person, and the westernized decorations had the fire demon extremely curious. Most of them were pictures of her family and what he assumed to be friends, but then there was one that stood out. "She's mated." Hiei stated flatly. Kurama slowly opened his eyes. Sleep was impossible at the moment. "Oh?" He questioned. "Then where is he?" Ruby eyes scanned the credenza before they landed on folded material next to the happy couple. Enclosed in its case, triangle in shape, and white stars embroidered on the blue cloth. "Dead." He had seen something similar to this before. It's was token of one's service. Demons had a similar burial ritual for their warriors.

Whitney tossed again in her sleep. Her brown curls fanned out around the pillow, while her comforter laid discarded amongst the floor. Her dream was vivid, as the feel of skin against hers coming off too real. A small smile graced her lips. It felt good. Really good. The faceless man was with her again. Strong arms pulled her closer, letting her feel the hard muscles of his chest and stomach. He felt warmer than men usually do, almost unnatural feeling. She let out a sigh of pleasure as his hands roamed up her thighs. Bringing promises of their intentions. His breath was hot against her neck, and she felt the tiniest pinch from his teeth. "Mine."

Koenma stood tall in the middle of the woman's living room, Jr. No longer etched into his forehead. "What else can you tell me?" He asked the three conscious men before him. His voice was deeper now. Years have passed, as Koenma's father stepped down from the throne of Spirit World. Giving Koenma not only his place, but his power too. "She's harmless." Yusuke mentioned. "No idea why they wanted her." Koenma's eyes narrowed at the thought. Kishou's father was known to many. Powerful, vindictive, and merciless. "They have the book you had us go and fetch." Yusuke added. "Want to tell us what it's for?" The young god made a sound out of frustration. "I should have listened." He mumbled to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. "It's the book of life." Koenma began. "It brings out the power of an oracle if she has not accepted it yet. Makes her more useful if you will." Kurama tapped against the arm of the chair. Ideas going through his mind. "He plans to use her?" He questioned. Koenma nodded. "To have an oracle is equivalent to conquering the world." He mentioned gravely. "Imagine knowing of all your enemies' actions before they do. You would be unstoppable." His breathing hitched at the realization. "He would have succeeded if you had not interfered." From the back of the room, Hiei pushed himself from the wall. "What do we do with her?" There was a pregnant pause. "I have a place to hide her, but only one of you must know." The team members looked at one another unsure how to proceed. "I cannot risk her being found." "She's that important?" Yusuke asked in disbelief. Koenma's eyes shifted to him. "Yes. I'm still unsure how she became of existence. The last oracle to live was over thousands of years ago." Kurama rose up from the chair. "Excuse me gentleman, but I believe I should wake the main person of our conversation." Swiftly he walked away. His anger clearly visible to his companions.

A gentle push woke Whitney from her sleep. She groaned in response. The dream long faded from her mind, and sadness started to sink in. "Why?" She mumbled sleepily. "It was getting good." "I'm sorry to awaken you so soon, but I have some serious information to share with you." Whitney's eyes snapped open in response to a male voice, and fell upon Kurama's face. "What are you doing here? What's going on?" It was obvious the shock left her system. "You remember me, yes?" The thief asked. Timidly, Whitney nodded. "I was kidnapped, you saved me." "Yes, do you remember inviting my companions and me into your home?" Hesitantly she shook her head. "I'm sorry, I don't." Whitney watch his mouth tense before stepping away. "Please, get dressed and come into the living room. There is something important that should be shared with you." "Okay?"

With a gentle click the door was closed leaving Whitney to collect her thoughts. She was confused, concerned, scared. 'What the hell?' She took her time getting dressed. Thoughts and feelings all over the place for her to stay calm. Too much was happening in too short of time and Whitney felt herself going into autopilot. For whatever reason after she was finished, she tried to be quiet with her steps as she walked down the hallway. There was another person in her home now. A person she didn't recognize. "Who are you?" She asked breaking the silence. The tallest male in the room stepped forward. "My name is Lord Koenma, I'm here to help you." Time continued quietly as Whitney watched the men carefully in her apartment. "What kind of danger am I in and why?" Her anger was rising now. The secrecy act was getting old, and she wanted answers.

'And out of my fucking place!'

"Maybe you should have a se-" "I'm fine. Just tell me." The stranger cleared his throat in surprise. "Your life is in danger. The men that kidnapped you were planning on using you for world domination. You're an oracle Whitney. A power that is largely desired for personal gain." The woman leaned against the wall a bit harder. Her mind becoming light. "Is it my dreams?" She asked softly.

Koenma solemnly nodded his head. "Yes, you are aware of them?" Whitney shrugged. "I always felt something was off, but why now?" "We have always taken precautions to keep your kind safe. Lord Kishou must have had been looking for you for some time now." Brows furrowed together. "Lord Kishou? Who is he?" "Someone you hope to never see again." Koenma turned his attention to the other men in the room. "Yusuke, Kurama, please take Kuwabara with you to Genkai's temple. I will meet you there." Without a word they picked up their teammates sleeping form and left. Their eyes locked with Whitney's in silent apologies before leaving her home. Now it was just her, Lord Koenma, and Hiei. "Whitney I ask this of you because it is the only way for your survival and the survival of others." At this point she moved further into the living room. Ears open to his suggestions. "Pack lightly, I am moving you to a safe place. Hiei will watch over you there. You will not, must not tell anyone of your leave. You can trust no one." "So how can I trust either of you?" She spat. Hiei growled in return to which Whitney fully ignored. "I have a life here! You can't take that from me. I can't just disappear." Koenma moved closer to her now. Inches only separating them as his eyes narrowed into slits. "I am here to protect you. If you want to live and save the lives of millions you will do this." Her eyes seemed to turn black at his remark. Angry wasn't even close to what she was feeling. "Fuck you." She walked to her room and slammed the door.

Authors Note: Hmm.. what will come next? Just wanted to say thank you to all my avid readers! It means the world to me. I would love some feed back on what you think so far and if there is anything I should/need to change. xoxo Chrissystixx