Koenma worked frantically at his paperwork on his desk muttering something to himself as George jumped around the room collecting the finished paperwork Koenma was throwing in no particular direction. Kurama almost let out a small chuckle as he entered the room, laughing at another's misery was supposed to be a bad thing though. Koenma jumped out of his skin and put his utensils down, "Oh, hi, Kurama!" He said nervously, already having an idea as to why he was there.
"Koenma," Kurama greeted coldly as he walked up to the equivalent of Jesus. "This mission you have us on is probably about to get serious very quickly," his blunt statement made Koenma straighten up and he grew a serious face.
"Yes, I'm afraid so," Koenma said as he folded his hands on his desk.
"I need all the information Spirit World can offer," Kurama said directly, it was obvious in his voice that something wasn't right back in the Human World.
Koenma sighed and turned to George, "Ogre! Go get those books I had pulled from the files the other day."
"Yes, my lord!" George bowed in his constant state of hysteria and ran off almost hitting Hiei on the way out of the office.
"Hiei?" Kurama asked in slight shock as the fire demon midget walked into the office. He was supposed to be at his post back in the Human World with a constant eye on their drycleaners girl from a distance.
"Yusuke and the moron blew it," Hiei said flatly.
Kurama sighed and put a bit of pressure to the bridge of his nose, "Why am I not surprised?"
"Hn. Honestly Koenma, why do you even want them to help with these kinds of missions?" Hiei hissed at the Jesus figure.
"Because Kuwabara has the Dimensional Blade and Yusuke is one of the most powerful creatures alive," Koenma stated with a tone that sounded like it was too obvious for him to even have said.
George came running back into the office with a pile of books and manila folders thick with papers piled high above his head, "Are these them, sir?"
"Yes, Ogre. Give them to Kurama," Koenma ordered in his toddler voice.
Kurama quickly grabbed the manila folders before they fell and paper went everywhere. He started flipping through the pages and his face turned very serious, very fast.
"I'm going back to my post now," Hiei grimaced and walked out of the office.
"Why didn't you tell me about this when you assigned us to this mission?" Kurama snapped the folders closed which made a surprisingly loud snap. "This is far more serious than you lead us to believe," Kurama's voice almost had a hint of anger. It was obvious he was getting tired of being jerked around by the toddler Jesus.
"I didn't think Ayumi's father would react so violently so fast when her powers started developing. Heck! I didn't even foresee her powers awakening yet!" Koenma cried innocently.
"George, have those books sent to Genkai's temple," Kurama turned and gave George a very serious face.
"Y-yes sir!" George panicked and ran out of the office.
"Wait!" Koenma reached his arm over his desk to try and stop the ogre. "Those can't leave Spirit World!"
Kurama replied in George's place, "I'm also taking these with me," Kurama turned on his heels sharply and marched out of the office.
Koenma sighed and plopped against the back of his chair. Maybe I should have been more up front about the situation. Kurama seems to be extremely pissed off! Note to self: Tell Kurama everything from now on!
I sighed and leaned against the back of my chair behind the counter and glanced at the clock. Only half an hour left. Then I have my weekend to sit back and think about all this craziness! I suddenly felt as if someone was watching me again, I didn't know what to do. For a moment I sat there, trying to understand this feeling I had then I got up and went to the window. I looked from the gutter across the street to the rooftops. Nothing. Why do I keep feeling like someone's watching me?!
I sighed again, I've been doing a lot of that this week, and sat back down to do calculations for the profits of the store for the week. It wasn't even five minutes before the front door opened and my two favorite people walked in. They seemed to be more sober this time, "Can I help you?" I asked in a more nasty tone than I meant to have.
"We would like to apologize about earlier," Mr. Kuwabara began. I looked them up and down. They both had plump bruises on their faces. Oh great, now what?
"We've actually just been given permission to tell you what's going on," Mr. Urameshi tried to give me a grin while rubbing the back of his head. Probably another bruise back there.
I looked them over a few times but I got distracted by the feeling of someone watching me. I looked past them and out the window for a moment then turned back to them, "Can you explain why I feel like someone's been stalking me?" Again, I said that more harshly than I would have liked.
Mr. Urameshi laughed at that point, "That's our friend, Hiei. His job is to watch you from a distance so just in case any demons tried to harm you, he'd take care of it."
I lifted an eyebrow, "De—." The jingle to the front door cut me off.
Oh. Great. Freak number three. They're all here now. Why do I have this gut wrenching feeling that my world is about to be completely inverted?
Mr. Minamino froze when he saw Mr. Urameshi and Mr. Kuwabara. "Hey, Kurama," Yusuke smiled innocently at him, but obviously a little fearful of him.
Mr. Minamino didn't acknowledge him though, instead he turned to me and his serious face vanished and was replaced with a more friendly one, "My apologies, Ms. Ayumi," he began, "It seems my colleagues have decided to make this more difficult for everyone."
Colleagues?! What the fuck? I don't even want to know. That's a lie! If you're with them, where's Ms. Shiori?! "Who the fuck are you guys? And where's Ms. Shiori?!" Damn, now I'm starting to shake! This fucking sucks! Are they going to kill me or some shit? No, wait a minute. Mr. Urameshi said something about a protective stalker against… Demons?!
Mr. Minamino, or Kurama, or whoever the hell this guy is, went to the window and turned off the open sign and locked the door. "Um, excuse me. You could at least ask first," I tried my hardest not to hiss. Yup, my customer service went out the window. These people aren't real customers though, as I've just realized.
Mr. Red Head gave me a small smile, "Sorry, It's kind of important. But we need to talk. All of us," he aimed that last part at Mr. Urameshi and Mr. Kuwabara. Ooh, he's mad. I'm kind of scared. He totally just locked me in here with them! There's no way I can get out of this. Ok, remember Ayumi, Mr. Urameshi said "protect" when he was explaining the stalker. I hope that means "protect" and not "protect from anyone else getting to me first!"
I followed Red Head, easier just to call him that, to the back where he stood near a wall. His features showed no emotion, unless he was beyond pissed, which in that case, I guess I'd look like a gargoyle too. Mr. Urameshi and Mr. Kuwabara sat carefully on the couch and I folded my arms and leaned against the wall across from them. There was a minute of awkward silence during which my mood grew worse, "Speak," I finally choked out.
Mr. Urameshi immediately opened his mouth, "Okay, My name is Yusuke Urameshi. I'm the Spirit World Detective, meaning I have to go around saving the world."
"Stop," I interrupted, "What is Spirit World?"
"We can explain the small details when it's more convenient," Red Head replied quietly.
"Well if that's the way you want to be, fine," I groaned, "Continue… please."
"This guy is Kazuma Kuwabara," Yusuke pointed to Mr. Kuwabara.
Duh.
"And this is Suichi Minamino, Shiori's son. Kind of. We call him by his original name, Kurama," Yusuke continued.
"Stop. What?"
"He's a really old demon—."
"What the fuck is a demon!" I interrupted him again.
"Like the monster I killed in the trash room," Kuwabara offered his simple explanation.
How is he a demon and a Human's son at the same time?! "Um… Ok… I guess I'll ask more about that later…" I turned my attention back to Yusuke. "Continue."
He nodded, "We work together to protect humans, and sometimes demons, from catastrophic events." Kurama lifted an eyebrow and Kuwabara gave him a strange look.
"I didn't even know you knew that word," Kuwabara interrupted this time.
"Give me a break will, ya!" Yusuke retorted.
"On topic, please," Kurama cut in calmly. Why was he trying to get this over with so quickly? I looked at my watch, Oh, the store's about to close.
"Right, so we were told to protect you and stay in contact with you to monitor your psychic abilities," Yusuke seemed to have given all the information he could muster.
I stared at him for a moment. Psychic abilities?! I sighed, "You guys sure are swell at your job," I said sarcastically. "First, you don't think it would have been easier to run into me on the street, or spill something on me, or have your creepy stalker friend rob or mug me and another of you save me?"
"Err," Yusuke replied.
Kurama gave a small, short and muffled chuckle, "I told you."
"You shut up," Yusuke snapped then paused and gave in, "I guess you guys are right."
I rolled my eyes, "Second, psychic abilities?"
At this point Kurama stepped forward to indicate that it was his turn for explanations, "Some humans have dormant sixth senses or the ability to wield their energies. I'm sure you've already started to notice strange things happening to you that can't be explained by normal people. These abilities can be awoken, or unlocked, by a number of different things; the most common being a traumatizing event or over exposure to the Demon or Spirit World affiliations."
Now I know why he was rushing Yusuke along, this guy had a mouthful to say! I stared at him. I don't really have anything to say to that, that he already told me he would fill me in later on at least.
So he continued, "I forced our boss to cough up the information about this mission. And unfortunately, most of what I've discovered in his files is bad." I gave him a look hoping he'd understand that I wanted him to continue. "Your bloodline can be traced back to the dawn of the human race. At the beginning a woman by the name of Ayumi was an extremely powerful psychic, most referred to her as the Oracle. At some point she decided she didn't want to live anymore but her powers kept her from being allowed to die. She was also afraid that she would accidently give her powers to the wrong person, which would be catastrophic, so she divided her power into nine individual powers and sent her powers to her children. The only problem was she had ten children in all so one got left out. This child grew a strong hate after Ayumi died and he manifested it into a power of his own and so this mystery hate energy has been cycling through the family as well." He stopped to catch his breath I'm assuming.
Great, this creep knows more about my family than I do. Come to think of it, I don't really know any of my family… Wait, did he just say that the first person of our family had the same name as me? "What are the other powers?" I asked without realizing it.
"Immortality, eternal youth, visions of the future, touch of the past, sight of the present, barriers, projection of energy, telepathy, and the common sixth sense which Kuwabara likes to call 'the tickle feeling'," he replied not missing a beat.
Damn…
"Do you by any chance know which one, or ones I should say, you have?"
I looked at him confused, "Why would I have more than one?"
Kurama's face grew even more troubled, "Someone has started going around killing the other members of the family with powers to obtain them. If he acquires them all, he will be unstoppable, even for us." He paused and looked at me. He must have known I was unsatisfied with that answer so he continued. "There are two ways to transport the powers. If a member of the family has a power, they can be killed by another member of the family and the power will automatically be transferred to the killer. The other method is to commit suicide which allows the person to choose which family member they want to send the power to."
Is he serious right now?! How the fuck am I supposed to be reacting to this?! I really wished that memory crap had worked, and then I wouldn't have to be learning all of this! I mean, it explains a lot about… well, my entire life, but holy fuck! My thoughts cut off and I was no longer able to form them at all. My knees became weak and I started getting all clammy and shaky. I looked around at them, hoping they'd know what to do as my vision started to blur and darken around the edges of my sight. I this going to be another one of those freaky dreams…or visions I guess… like this morning? I managed to pull together one last thought then I looked up at them, wanting to tell them something felt wrong but all I could see was Kurama darting for me as my sight went entirely black.
A/N: Thank you DemonMiko Jenna for favoring and following :3