Demonology

Chapter Two-

Genkai's Sanctuary

A/N: Ok, IceQueenVictoria here, I am SO sorry about the long wait on this chapter, I'm not gonna make any excuses, but I would like you to know that while I was attempting to write this chapter I was taking senior high-school finals, and had to deal with graduation. That being said, I should have found or made time to finish this chapter sooner. Please forgive my lateness and continue to read my pitiful first attempt at a fanfic. m(_ _)m Also, please review, as it makes me happy, since I love helpful criticism as much as donkey from Shrek likes parfaits.

disclaimer- I do not own Shrek, Metallica, yuyu hakusho, peeps marshmallow bunnies, world of warcraft, blizzard entertainment, and anything else I mention in this chapter not related to my creations, the plethora of demons, Matsuhara Kitche, Brehgar, the "elf song" the song "these tears" ass-fryification, swootness, bigfatpurplemushrooms (don't ask) and my own neurotic tendencies, I also own all references to death by preppy cheerleaders, girlshoppingtime-a-phobia, and "HOLYCRAPWASTHATAPINKNUCLEARMISSLELAUCHEDBYTHEPREPPYHEADCHEERLEADERSOCIOTYOFDOOM????", thank you for reading, as this has steadily become a comedic travesty.

For a while we just sat there, looking at each other. Kurama was the first one to speak up.

"we should get going, even though yuusuke got his pilot's license, I still dont trust his night take-offs." Hiei shuddered, as if remembering some long gone horror.

"you mean like the time he steered Puu into a cliff?" he said. I was confused, and stated the fact. Kurama looked surprised

"have you paid attention to ANYTHING happening with demons since you came to the nigenkai?' he cried.

"define ANYTHING." I said sarcastically.

"no wonder she's never been flagged, she doesn't even watch the Dark Tournament." Hiei muttered.

I started "wait, they still hold that fracas?" I asked.

"yes," Kurama said "and they've invited team urameshi, which includes Hiei and I, back this year, but our old fifth member is getting to elderly to fight, so we need you to take her place, that is, if you want to."

"wait, you want ME to fight against hordes of demons so that you basically dont get murdered in your sleep." I said.

"exactly," Kurama said, nodding.

"And why, if I may ask, should I help you?"

"because, you're not s'possed to be in the nigenkai anyway" a new voice said, interrupting "and I can deep-fry your ass here and now, and it doesn't matter to me if you were kurama's girlfriend or not." I looked at this new person (A/N: can you guess? I bet you can!), who looked like a 29-year-old version of a classic Japanese punk, his dark, slicked-back hair and an angry smirk made me very nervous

"you know you quit being a spirit detective yuusuke, so... you could technically get arrested for that, seeing as you're a mazouku and all" Kurama stated calmly (a/n: as if yuusuke cares (o.o) which he doesn't)

"fine, " I said, "since I like my ass the way it looks, and I dont want it deep-fried, I'll go with you, on one condition- Kurama won't try to stop me, and he knows what that means" I said as kurama's jaw drops.

"she doesn't mean about fighting, does she, Kurama?" the Yuusuke guy said,

" no she doesn't" Kurama replied.

-Flashback-

November 1989, The Makai

"Kitche, stop"

Kurama was yelling, but I could barely hear him, my sight had dimmed to a purple haze, and I could acutely feel blood running into my mouth from a cut under my eye, it tasted metallic, bitter, with a tinge of salt from the sweat dripping from my skin. someone grabbed me from behind, I lashed out, in this form I couldn't tell friend from foe, Kurama collapsed to the ground, his silver hair turned red by his own blood. I ran, the deep gash running along the length of my leg, throbbing at the exertion. I had left Kurama, hurt him and left him to die, oh Kami, why did we ever decide to steal this from Brehgar? I looked at the silver cuff we had stolen from my own father, silver with an enameled pattern of black dragons spouting purple flames, the price for this trinket, was the life of the only being I loved, Kurama.

-End Flashback-

three weeks later (July 26)

I opened my eyes to a worried-looking Kurama leaning over me, I was in a room with rice paper walls, the door to the courtyard was open and sunlight was streaming through,

"Oh Kami, what happened?" I said, no idea where I was or how much time had passed.

"I have no idea," he said, "your eyes went blank and you went into a coma. It's been three weeks" my jaw dropped.

"THREE WEEKS?!?" I screamed, "that means I only have two days to get ready for the tournament!" I started freaking out, when Kurama handed me an old wooden chest I easily recognized.

"I kind of kept it," he said smiling shyly (A/N: awww, he's so cute, I love a bashful Kura-chan (please excuse the blatant fangirl moment) ~SQUEEAL~, my apologies folks, now back to the story) I started tearing up, my hands tracing the ebony inlay on the cedar lid, the family crest of a spiraling black eastern dragon feeling warm and alive beneath my fingertips. I opened the chest, pulling out my chimera-leather battle outfit. I ran my hands over the deceptively buttery soft black suede-like material, stronger than any other armor in existence. the outfit consisted of a dark green silk shirt, a trench-like sleeveless coat made of the leather, matching elbow-length "arm warmers", long , baggy cargo-style pants and knee-high platform motorcycle boots made from a shiny version of the leather, steel dragon-shaped buckles and studs winked at me from the clothes, I grinned, even though I was a wolf-dog hanyou, the family emblem (on my father's side) was a black dragon, due to a historical battle that I never paid attention to the stories of.

"thank you" I said to Kurama, "this means a LOT to me, you have no idea how much"

he smiled. "get dressed" he said. "you spar with Hiei in 30 minutes."

"why Hiei?" I said, confusedly, "why not you?"

he grinned "because," he said "you know how I fight, to you Hiei is an unknown quality to you. You'll need to actually think to fight him."

I groaned. "you really want to make my brain melt, dont you?" I sighed.

"yep!" he grinned "just cause I'm an alien, and want to drink it like a smoothie!"

I groaned "you actually watch the hulu commercials?"

"what? they're funny"

"only if you're a total nerd" I laughed at him.

"okay, you two lovebirds, stop before I puke." I spun around to the other end of the room, where an EXTREMELY short old lady stood, her eyes narrowed.

"um, I'm gonna go now Kitche," Kurama stuttered, running out of the room.

"wait a minute, who the hell is this baba-san?" I yelled after the retreating red-head.

"the baba-san's name is Genkai." the old hag said

"oh shit." even though I hadn't paid attention to the Makai since I had left, I knew who Genkai was.

"yes I believe that would be the proper response" she grinned "especially since you're taking my place on team Urameshi"

I gulped "I'm gonna get dressed and spar with Hiei now."

"very good," she said "don't disappoint me"

128 min later

"WHY CAN'T I HIT YOU?!?!?" I screamed in frustration at the demon whom I was sparring.

"maybe because you're so slow, it makes it very easy for me to dodge your attacks" Hiei smirked.

I started growling low in my throat, I was pissed now, no more miss nice hanyou. I leapt, launching myself straight towards him, at the last second, stepping to the side and executing a quarter turn, resting my blade against his throat.

"so I'm... slow, am I" I murmured into his ear, grinning at my own awesomeness. his body went limp and I spun him around. he was unconscious, great, just what I needed, a sparring partner who was knocked out by a slight sonic blast.

I picked him up, slung him over my shoulder, and walked back to the compound, grinning.

//I haven't lost my touch after all// I thought, grinning.

A/n: ok, thanks for waiting so long for this chapter, I am sorry. please review, and if you have any ideas for the baddies who work for Brehgar, please share 'em, if I like em, ill put em in.

ARIGATOU GOSIAMASU!!!

and some of the things in the disclaimer did not make it into this chapter, but they will be in later ones.

I promise to update more quickly from now on

IceQueenVictoria