Wouldn't Trade It For The World

Wouldn’t Trade It For The World

A/N:Well, this one is spawned off a roleplay I recently did with a friend. It involves Kurama, Hiei, and a pair of Oc’s that I created for the roleplay.

The main one that will be used is Kiyomi, who, in all reality, isn’t that powerful or anything, other than she’s and empath, and that she, along with her brother, are half demon. He has no clue about this, or what Kiyomi does with her free time.

Kiyomi isn’t a Mary-Sue…at least, I don’t think she is. If she is…well, I’ll be horribly embarrassed. Her brother isn’t a Gary-Stu. I don’t think you can be when you hold his profession in life.

Well, that’s all I’ve to say, so, lets get this party started!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho. I only own my two Oc’s. That is all.

Chapter One: Don’t Look Back

It was early in the morning. Far too early to be awake, especially when it was the weekend…

Kiyomi sighed, tipping the last of her orange juice into her mouth. It had a bitter, yet sweet taste, causing her to sigh again. She finished off the note she was writing to her brother, and ripped it off the notepad. Padding quietly to her brothers room, Kiyomi cracked the door open. He was dead to the world.

She smiled, opened the door the rest of the way, and walked to his bedside. ‘Yep, definitely dead to the world.’ The girl though, smiling lightly. ‘Hopefully, he stays that way for a while. At least long enough for me to get out of the house without explaining my note…’

She walked out of the room, and closed the door gently. She then picked up her bag off the floor next to the door, and headed out, one line running though her head:

‘Don’t look back, you can never look back.’

The chances that she wasn’t going to be coming back this time were high. Very high. Higher than Kiyomi really wished to dwell on. She’d said she do it though. And she wasn’t sure why.

Koenma had approached her about it less than a week ago. There was a tournament coming up, and his team, lead by a boy named Yusuke Urameshi, needed a back up to enter. Apparently, the little undercover Spirit Detective was deemed worthy enough for it.

That was a bit of a shock really. She’d seen Team Urameshi in action, during the Dark Tournament, and to be able to fight next to them…It was a once in a lifetime chance. The more she thought about it though, the more she got nervous. She wasn’t a fighter. She gathered information for heaven sake! What had she been thinking…

She knew what she’d been thinking as well. She’d been thinking about him.

She stopped on the sidewalk, and thought back a moment. She could remember him as…well, as well as the day she first saw him step out onto the field. And what a sight that had been…

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Kiyomi sat in the stands, yawning slightly. She could tell that a few of the demons around her were staring. Some were purely curious, others…had less than pure intentions. She couldn’t blame the innocently curious ones for being curious. She looked human and smelt half demon. It was probably confusing to them.

She was also a few days late. It’d been harder than she thought to get away from Kiyoshi, who had been watching her like a hawk. She suspected he’d had one of his rare visions, which made her nervous. So, one day, after school, about four days ago, she’d snuck away before Kiyoshi could come and get her. She’d be in trouble later, but she’d been hoping that this tournament would be worth it.

And here she was. Bored, and wondering when things were going to get interesting. And the, as she was blinking at the field, things finally did.

The first thing she noticed was his long, brilliant red hair. Then his outfit, a long, Chinese styled tunic, with a one piece item underneath it, and soft, comfortable looking shoes. Kiyomi couldn’t determine what the color of his eyes were, and she wasn’t sure how she could even determine gender. She’d gotten horrible seats that day, and it had only added to her bad mood.

Until then, that was.

She enjoyed watching him, as his gender was soon proved. He was graceful, lithe, and quick on his feet. And the fact that he used plants as weapons was an added plus. It was an enjoyable fight, even if he didn’t win.
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She’d watched him through out the tournament, finding out his name, and what team he fought for, which had her very surprised. At the time, she’d been working undercover for King Enma, getting rid of troublesome necromancers, zombies, vampires, and other undead things, but had heard a lot about Team Urameshi. They were Koenma’s pride and joy, and he’d talked about them often when she was in Spirit World. Of course, Koenma also had a liking for her as well.
It had taken her a while after the tournament, but she realized she’d developed a crush on him. Not that she’d act on it. She didn’t know him, he didn’t know her, and besides, long distance relationships never worked anyway.

Then, not even a year later, she had another surprise. She’d moved from her hometown, for reasons only her brother knew, and found that she’d been enrolled in the same school as the gorgeous redhead she’d seen earlier that year.

She shook her head. She had a list of things she was supposed to be doing, and the list didn’t include daydreaming about the one guy she couldn’t have. He had a fan club. A vicious one. And she definitely didn’t want to get into trouble with them.

It did cause her to sigh though. He always seemed so…emotionless. She couldn’t ever read him. Not once. And she’d tried multiple times.

She sighed again, and started walking. This was the first time she’d be in really close contact with him, and it put butterflies in her stomach. She shivered slightly at that. Kiyomi was used to getting them from the girls around her, and sometimes the boys, but rarely did she get them from her own body. She didn’t have time for crushes on boys. She had info to gather, necromancers to kill, and school to pass. No, boys were off limits right now.

Eventually though, she’d settle down, and stop working for Spirit World for good. Well, that was if she didn’t die first. But, until now, she hadn’t been expecting anything that could potentially kill her. Now, she was walking toward what could be her death. Now she really asked herself, ‘What the HELL had a I been thinking?!’

The more she thought about it, the more confusing it got. She didn’t have an excuse for this. She’d decided, that was that. Whatever she’d been thinking then, it didn’t matter. She’d said she’d do it, and she was going to stick to it. No going back, no second thoughts. They supposedly needed her, and she was bound by her vow to Spirit World that when they said she was needed, she would go to it’s aide, no matter what the situation called for.

Even if it meant her death.

She shook her head at that thought, and continued her trek to Spirit World, listening to her mp3 player to drown out the thoughts in her head. She may, by demon standards, only be a lowly C-class demon, but she wasn’t going to let that let her perform any less than she was capable. Maybe, by the grace of what ever god that had been assigned to watch over her, she’d gain a little extra strength to get through this.

After all, who would take care of her lovable, but hedonistic brother if she wasn’t there to? No one, probably. And Kiyoshi hated to be alone. It was his biggest fear. Luckily, she’d asked one of his favorite clients to come over a short while after she left, to keep him company and take care of him until she came back. The client, a male, was happy to comply, and even refused Kiyomi’s offers of payment when she came back. It was her allowance, saved up over the past few months. The man had said it wasn’t needed. He was very fond of Kiyoshi, and like a second, protective brother to Kiyomi. She felt bad, but she needed him to do this, with out asking any complicated questions. Of course, the man, being half demon himself, knew what she was up to, and didn’t ask any questions. He was the only one, out side of Spirit World that knew what she did. And she was definitely glad that she’d confided in him. She needed him there now more than ever.

Soon enough, she was at Spirit World. She chuckled, and smiled softly at the ogres, running around at top speed, even this early in the morning. She wondered if they ever took a break. Knowing Koenma, probably not, but that was alright. For the most part, they enjoyed there job. Just as she enjoyed hers, even if she did complain sometimes.

She went quietly, waving to a few of the ogres that she recognized, including George, who worked for Koenma. He stopped when he realized who it was, and smiled.

“ ‘Morning George. What’s it look like this morning in Koenma’s office right now?” She said, smiling back.

“A bit…stormy, I suppose. The rest of the teams in there already, and apparently, not too happy about having to be here this early,” He said, shaking his head slightly.

Kiyomi sighed, and forced a smile. “I suppose this’ll be fun then, won’t it?”

“I hope so. Good luck, Kiyomi. I hope you don’t have to take any of the fights. You’re strong, but some of these guys’ll be stronger than you,” He replied, patting her lightly on the shoulder. “And we’re all very fond of you here, even if it doesn’t always seem like it. You’re sarcasm seems to put a smile on everyone’s faces, even when things are going bad.”

She chuckled. “I’ll have to remember that. And thanks, George. I’m gonna do my best, if I get the chance to fight.”

He nodded, smiled, and walked off. Kiyomi headed to Koenma’s office. Before she even opened the door, she could hear a male inside, yelling at him. Shaking her head, she quietly pushed the door open, and went in.

“…And if you think we’re going to do this again after this, you got another thing coming at you, toddler!!!! This is fucking ridiculous!!!” A boy, with greasy black hair yelled. He was dressed in jeans, a white t-shirt, and sneakers. Kiyomi shook her head again. “Keiko and I had a date planned, because neither of us thought I’d have to be here this early! What the hell am I going to tell her when I get back?!”

“Well, you could tell her that you’re duties as a Spirit Detective required you to leave earlier than you had planned, and that you’ll make it up to her,” Kiyomi said, standing in front of the door, hands clasped behind her back. “Or she’ll figure it out on her own. Girls aren’t that stupid.”

The boy whipped around, and blinked. As did three other boys, who she hadn’t actually noticed until that moment.

Koenma smiled. “Ah, glad you’re finally here, Kiyomi. Trouble getting away from you’re brother?”

“No sir. I woke up late,” She said, taking a few steps forward, smiling back. “And then I almost forgot to tell him I was leaving, and that Kyo was coming over to take care of him while I was gone. He won’t be happy I’m gone, but he’ll be glad that Kyo is there to keep him company.”

“Ah. Good. And did you tell him where you were going?”

“No sir,” She responded, hanging her head slightly. “Kyo knows though. He’s wishing he could go to watch, but understands that he’s the only one I trust with Kiyoshi. He knows what to do in case I don’t come back thought. We’ve gone over it several times while Kiyoshi was busy.”

Koenma shook his head slightly. “When are you telling him, Kiyomi?”

“When I need to.”

He shook his head again, then got down to business. “Alright, guys, and lady. Hopefully, you’ve all been training you’re hardest, and are ready for this. Yusuke, this is the person I was telling you about. Kuwabara, Hiei, and Kurama, I’d like you to meet you’re new team mate, Kiyomi Minatoya. Kiyomi, this is Team Urameshi.”

Kiyomi smiled, and waved hello while studying the other three over. The first one was tall, and slightly…unattractive, with bright orange hair, and was wearing an outfit similar to the boy who had been yelling at Koenma. He smiled, and waved hello back. “I’m Kazuma Kuwabara. Don’t worry about any demons getting you, because I’ll keep you safe!” He said, a goofy smile crossing his face, which caused Kiyomi to laugh internally.

The next boy was short, shorter than Kiyomi, with spiky black hair that had a white starburst in the middle, and deep, almost crimson colored eyes. He was dressed in all black, with a white scarf around his neck, and a white headband on his head. “Hn. Don’t listen to what the idiot says. He seems to be under the delusion that he’s stronger than the rest of us, but really, he can barely keep himself safe.”

Kiyomi grimaced slightly. “I’m assuming you’re Hiei then. Nice to meet you too,” She said, shaking her head slightly.

“You’re assumption would be correct, half breed.”

Kiyomi frowned at that. She didn’t like being referred to that way, but decided it was in her best interest not to call him out on it.

The last boy was the one she’d been yearning to see. He’d graduated a year before her, so it’d been a while since she’d properly seen him. Of course, they lived in the same apartment complex, so she’d still seen him a bit, but only in quick glances. None the less, he was still here.

She took him in slowly, though, not in a way that any of the others could tell that she was appraising him more than she had them. He was handsome, as always, with his long, red hair, and emerald colored eyes. Today he was dressed casually, in khaki pants, a light blue button up shirt. She was sure he’d change later, but for now, she would enjoy him in whatever outfit he was in now.

“Hello Kiyomi. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you last, other than in flashes when you’re dashing around corners,” He said, smiling pleasantly, but was as emotionless as ever. She’d thought she’d seen a flash of something behind his eyes, but she wasn’t sure if she had or not.

“Hey. It has been, I suppose, but you’re every bit as elusive as I am, you know,” She replied, flashing him a grin.

He chuckled lightly. “Yes, well, I’m flattered that you’ve been keeping an eye out for me.”

“You two know each other?” The first boy, Yusuke, said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. He lives in my apartment complex,” Kiyomi said, shrugging.

“And we attended High School together last year. She was in my Chemistry class,” Kurama added in, nodding slightly. “For some one who could challenge Yusuke in the area’s of being a tough, rough ‘em up type person, I’ve never met someone quite as good as you, Kiyomi. At least, when it came to Chemistry.”

“I have to know how elements mix,” She said, shrugging again. “Right Koenma?”

“That’s right,” He responded, nodding. “Kiyomi normally works undercover for my father, taking care of any undead things, or Necromancers that happen to be stirring up trouble. She agreed to help you guys out, so you better treat her right, or my father will have you’re heads on a platter.”

The four boys nodded, and Kiyomi smiled. “I hope that I can be a good contribution to the team,” She said, bowing slightly. “And if I’m not, show me how to. I like to learn.”

Koenma smiled. “Alright then, it’s time you were off,” He said.

And they were off.

A/n: Gwah…..lame ending, but meh. I’m out of ideas, and this is a really, really long chapter!!! Hope you all enjoy it, and lots of reviews please!!!!