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Chapter 3 You Work For Jesus???

Koenma POV

I was craving a drink.

"Ogre, get me my raspberry tea," I commanded. Ah, times like this made my life really seem like I was living the high life. In truth, I was, just not the stereotypical one. Working was more a part of my life, and luckily for now the duty I was performing at present was fairly laidback.

"Yes, sir," the big blue guy replied and then whined to himself in a low voice, "Would it kill him to call me George?"

I gave George a shut-up-and-do-what-your-told look. "I'll call you George when you quit being so clumsy, quit complaining, and do your work properly."

"Koenma sir, that hurt," he whined. Here I am the one who looks like a toddler and I have to listen to a big blue ogre whine!

"George, hurry up and get me MY RASPBERRY ICE TEA!"

He scurried off hopefully towards the kitchen to fetch me my drink. Now to more important matters. I had been watching Yusuke's cousin since she set foot on Genkai's property. I even got some amusement watching her struggle up Genkai's stairs with her excessive luggage, and watched her face off with Baldoc. I'd also heard Genkai speak when she said she thought it was a bad idea for me to have her train the girl. I was just trying to keep her under my control or let it appear that way to my father. Pretty soon I'll have her do assignments for me. Genkai is worried that the more trained she is, the more insecure my father will feel whether he admits it to himself at first or not. However, considering the situation with Yusuke, I think I'll be able to reason with him. I got him to agree to my training her with the argument that it would inspire Human World loyalties as it had in Yusuke seeing as he hasn't harmed anyone in the Human World. To be honest with myself, my decision was also based in part of a big demand for a spirit detective and zero supply. Renegade demons had found a new method of getting through the barrier. As weak as most of them were, they still required someone to track them down with some spiritual gift. Unfortunately, there was also new speculation from the Spirit Defense Force that higher-class demons dissatisfied by the new law were beginning to investigate a means to using the new loophole.

Anyways, what was catching my attention now was the fact that they were telling her all about Yusuke's job. I can't wait to see how she will respond to this. While I will laugh a lot if she thinks they've lost their marbles it will also be more difficult for me to control the girl.

I was to be disappointed. While she did appear to be somewhat skeptical, for the most part she seemed to be buying it. I was watching the screen now.

"So, you're telling me that Yusuke works for God and kills demons for him?" with eyebrows raised, she asked for confirmation of her understanding.

"Actually I work for King Yama's son."

"O...kay…then that means you work for Jesus. Wow. Never would have expected that. I liked my original theory better. It was so much more credible. However, I can't deny the fact that I just beat the crap out of a relatively large, talking bat that wanted to kill me. I guess I could consider that demonic," she stated trying to maintain an open mind to all this.

"Jesus! You think Koenma is Jesus! Hahahaha!" Yusuke roared with laughter.

One of her eyebrows then begin to twitch in irritation. "I'm glad you're so amused, but I thought it was a perfectly justifiable conclusion. So, if he isn't Jesus then who is?"

"Well, I'm not particularly religious, and it never really occurred to me to ask. I hope he's not Jesus, or you're gonna be sorely disappointed."

Trust Yusuke not to think of something like that.

Yusuke's POV

I was curious myself. Was there really a God and did he really have a son? The idea had never really come to me at all, and if Koenma and his uptight father were the real deal, well let's just say they are not getting any praise from me. If that's who Koenma and his father King Yama represented then I certainly would have to tell Haru that they're not as great as professed. That would prove to be difficult. Religious people can get really scary when they are really devout and you try to tell them something otherwise than what they believe. This could be bad. I hope I'm wrong. Maybe she's not totally devout, and I'll get lucky.

"Why don't we ask him ourselves?" I suggested.

Haru turned to me. "I don't know. Do you think he would mind? If it really is him, I don't want to offend him."

Grandma was giving her a surprised look. It appeared that Haru was very serious about this. This was becoming a precarious situation. I pulled out my compact.

All the seriousness immediately gone her face, Haru suddenly fell over. This worried me and Genkai, and we both looked over to see if she was alright. She was rolling on the ground seemingly convulsing. She wasn't having a seizure, I could tell that much because she had use of her arms and was placing them over her mouth.

"Grandma, is she alright? What's wrong with her?" I asked sincerely.

She was turning blue in the face. Why didn't she move her hands, so she could breathe?! Genkai went up to her and pulled her hands from over her mouth. Immediately, Haru burst into laughter. Genkai smacked her upside the head and she finally stopped. She was now holding her stomach.

I gave her a look that clearly and intentionally asked, what the hell is your problem?

"What the hell was that all about?"

"You…you…wear make up," she said barely containing her laughter. "I…I didn't know you were so in touch with your feminine side. Haha!"

I was tempted to go hit her, but I know I would've done the same thing. Heck, even Kuwabara had a similar reaction, though I was reluctant to make comparisons between the two. I opened the compact and she snorted.

"It's not makeup," I said a matter-of-factly, holding eye contact so she knew I was serious.

She stopped and then came over and examined it with curiosity. "It looks like a miniature T.V. That's cool. Where'd you get it? I've never seen this model before."

"It's not a T.V., either. This is what I'm gonna use to talk to Koenma." I nearly smacked my forehead, but reminded myself that all of this was new to her. I needed to be patient, but unfortunately that was one of those less-appealing virtues.

"Oh." She simply replied.

Now she was looking over my shoulder as I paged Koenma.

"Hello, Yusuke. What's the problem now?" A toddler replied on the other end.

"Well, Koenma…" I began, but wasn't about to finish anytime soon.

Haru face faulted before I could finish. "That's Ko...Koenma?"

She was trying to hold in her laughter again except this time she wasn't as successful as last time. Tears were forming in her eyes, and then she burst into laughter and began kicking the ground at Koenma's expense. "Yusuke, I think I see what you mean."

I felt inclined to add, "Oh no, that's not all. You haven't even got to know him, yet. He's a coward, withholds important information, yells at his workers, and throws a tantrum when he doesn't get his way."

"While that is amusing, Yusuke, let's get on with the question," Koenma, with an annoyed stare, requested in order to change the subject which was hardly flattering to him.

So, I laid the issue on the table for him. Let's see how he'll handle it. "Ok, say Koenma. Who's Jesus? Haru is really worried that it's you, and I don't have any real answer. I know for a fact that you can't be him considering all the stories I've heard at least."

The pint-sized ruler explained with hesitance at first. "I'm not really supposed to answer these kinds of questions, Yusuke, but all right. While I would like to say that I am him I'm not, and neither is my father. God put me and my father in control of Spirit World. Unfortunately, Father makes me do all the work, and just checks up on me every once in a while. God rules over all the worlds."

A sigh of relief escaped me as well as Haru. Then she pointed at me.

"You work for a toddler. That's hilarious."

"Oh, shut up. Your new look is what's hilarious. I hope you brought a lot of extra clothing, because Genkai's gonna make sure you're out of a wardrobe. I hope you like shopping. I still remember how much clothing I had to buy."

"Oh, shut up."

Haru's POV

What have I gotten myself into? When we returned to the temple both Yusuke and Genkai thoroughly explained Yusuke's job, and Yusuke talked about what had happened to him since he'd started the job. To be honest, I was starting to get a little nervous about all this business. Genkai also told me about Koenma's plans to make me into another one of his spirit detectives. Aside from nearly getting hit by a car several times and being approached by creepy men (in one instance, with horns), I'd never been in true danger my entire life. I'm getting nervous about this. The next time I sign something, I'll pay real close attention to it, and actually read what it is I'm agreeing to. I don't feel obligated to be a spirit detective, because it wasn't on the contract. I'm sorry, but after hearing about everything Yusuke had been through since he'd taken up the job, I wasn't interested. Nope, I value my skin, thank you, and I don't owe Koenma a thing. I just better make sure I don't get killed in some freak car accident like Yusuke. If a toddler thinks he can boss me around, he's got another thing coming. My only problem now is that Genkai will be training me, which means I won't be able to avoid fights with demons. From what I understand, they'll be attracted to my unique energy. Not that I hadn't already had any encounters. I just hadn't understood. I wouldn't have to worry about anything in the really higher levels since they couldn't get through the barrier so I should be okay. So, why do I feel like I'm gonna get dragged into this anyway?

Genkai's POV

If Yusuke had been lazy when I had met him, his cousin was worse. Apparently, in America the students aren't required to take P.E. anymore after the completion of their tenth grade year, and she hadn't done anything at all to stay even in moderate shape since. To my relief, I found she seemed to actually care for her schoolwork. She had expressed concerns and doubts as to what she was going to do as a career unlike Yusuke. She said she had found a number of things that she thought were interesting, but there wasn't one thing that stood out more than the others. Also, the Dimwit's cousin claimed she couldn't find one thing in particular that she was really good at, so it confused the issue even more. Luckily, she also seemed a bit more reasonable than Yusuke unless she got frustrated. Once that happened she didn't think straight at all, just like him which could expose her bad temper that they also shared. The main difference between the two was that she was more responsible. I suspected it had a lot to do with how they were raised. His aunt had been a lot more responsible in raising her daughter than his mother had been in raising her son.

"I'm back," Haru called from the top of the stairs in front of the shrine.

I wasn't about to let her think I'd go easy on her. "It's about time. We've got work to do. Next time, if you take that long, I'll increase your chores."

"Jeesh, take it easy! The line was really long."

"Hm."

Haru POV

How did Yusuke endure this? I'm sorry, but he doesn't come across as the disciplined type. I guess they probably managed to obligate him in a similar manner as they had me. When I returned to my bedroom that night, I was utterly exhausted. I'm gonna die before this is over. I actually liked it in Japan if you took away all the bloodthirsty demons, talking toddler deity, cheery grim reaper, and psycho, senile grandmothers who put you through all the hell. Leisure time was greatly cherished and frighteningly enough I got used to these strange occurrences (fighting with demons that is) which happened quite frequently. It was almost beginning to seem as if I was another person with a completely different life, who just had the memories of someone else's past in them. I was beginning to think of this place as home even though I missed my mom a great deal as well as my friends. I guess this proves you can get used to just about anything.

Upon returning to the shrine, I had to ask, "Why exactly do I have to do this? I don't want to be a spirit detective. I was quite happy thinking that demons didn't exist."

"Because chances are with all of the Dimwit's enemies they'd find out about you, and might kill you. There are other reasons that you don't need to know about now as of now. All I can tell you is that you're being prepared for a reason and a damn good one."

"Nothing ever changes. Grownups never tell the kids anything even when it pertains to them," I huffed.

Yeah, another chappy completed! Wow, that reminded me of Bleach. Wonder who actually makes those things? Anyway, back on topic. I'm sorry to say that from now on I probably won't be updating so frequently, because what I've put down so far is content I wrote a while ago. I'm going to have to be coming up with ideas for now on. Not that anyone is going to respond but if you were to, I have other ideas about this general story that I'm not sure whether to put in here or as another story. They'll be involving mostly other characters, I think. I'm basically going to write about Kuwabara's parents, why they died, how this pertains to Yusuke and Kuwabara's friendship, as well as talking about another character with the assistance of my best friend, who is a fellow writer on Fanfiction. Therefore, if you decide to review, please tell me whether you would like it as a separate story or fused into this one. Well, have a Happy Thanksgiving, everybuggy!