Singles for Sale: Pearls and Roses
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KIsaten Kawaii
Title: Singles for Sale: Pearls and Roses
Author: Aki_Yume
Chapter 2: Kisaten Kawaii
Aki_Yume: Yada yada, same disclaimers apply, teehee! x3 Let's have some fun! Go OOCness! x3 I also don't own Naruto, but I do make fun of it. T_T And before you start, I REALLY bash scene kids in this chapter, that does not mean that I share the beliefs I write about in my stories. And also, I haven't watched or read ALL of YYH, so if I make a mistake at all throughout the series, remember that I've only watched about.... two seasons of YYH...
I also don't beta read my chapters because if I do... I usually end up completely changing the plot, and I hate when I do that. Dx Thanks for the understanding! lol
OK, now that I got all of my warnings out of the way, ONWARD! ^^
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"Hiei," That one word was enough to make Hiei almost want to cry. He was rummaging through his wardrobe; when they stepped out of their home, Yukina made a comment that he'd been wearing the same clothes for three days. They'd decided to swing back home so he could change before heading over to Kissaten Kawaii; Yukina's favorite cafe. Hiei honestly hated the place; it reminded him dearly of Yukina's ex-boyfriend. The man who was more like a seven year old sporting a Naruto headband every single day, spouting "datte bayo!" or something equally stupid. Learning the art of nin-jutsu was that man's obsession, and it was rather annoying. God, if Yukina hadn't dumped him for wanting to finish up the latest episode of Bleach and play World of Warcraft at the same time rather than help her when she was stranded on a highway with a broken down car, he would've killed the man. He made the otaku in Akihabara seem like playboys.
"I love that one!" Blinking out of his daze, Hiei realized he'd taken his most plain outfit out of his closet. A pair of trashed and ripped jeans and a plain, skin tight blood red collared shirt. Who they were from Hiei would never be able to figure out; he'd purchased them at a thrift store; they were cheap but they still looked nice. When Hiei dressed himself he usually obsessed over a Putumayo shirt or a SexPotRevenge cardigan, but he was going out with Yukina. People paid her so much attention for her beautiful looks that she decided to dress very plainly in order to avoid staring eyes, and every time he accompanied her, she'd beg him to do that same too. The closest the raven haired teenager ever got to looking normal was when he was with her. Usually his taste made him look... slightly demonic perhaps.
"Brother," Hiei looked up from buttoning his pants to see Yukina's smiling face, an inner happiness radiated from inside her. "I'm sorry for always making you tone down your look just for me... It's not fair to you."
His pale haired sister couldn't hide how happy she was from him, he'd always know she preferred to be as normal as she could possibly be. Hiei himself could never understand why she felt like that, but as long as she was alive and his little precious sister, he'd do anything for her.
"It's alright Yukina, I don't mind," a tiny smirk worked its way onto his face. "It's not too uncomfortable for me, where are we going again?"
Yukina's smile never faltured, and a new edge of excitment was all over her.
"Kissaten Kawaii, of course!" Hiei inwardly cringed. He'd been counting on her forgetfulness. Oh well, as long as she made sure he didn't jump the first person that proclaimed he was L from that anime Death Note. The short teen had no problem with the anime and even liked it, but he was rather tired of people continuously badgering him about how much he looked like a certain person. It was just something that got on his nerves.
"Well, let's go," He muttered. Really, the things he did for his little sister. At times it was rather silly.
Hiei stood in line, his drink and food already ordered and in the process of creation at that very moment. Yukina, on the other hand, was having trouble trying to choose what she wanted that afternoon for lunch.
"Razzy Ramune," She was going over the neon pink and orange drink menu. "Or Gracious Green Tea Lemonade?" She turned to Hiei, who was a plain sort of person and had ordered a Good ol' Green Tea, expecting him to know what she should have.
"I'm not sure, but I'll go get a table." Hiei left her decision making to the only person that could decide on it.... her. He chose a seat that wasn't too far from the register, but far enough for comfort. It was Yukina's favorite booth; it was lined with neon pink faux-fur and purple fabric that looked like it belonged to a dominatrix's old pair of boots. It didn't take too long until Yukina joined him at the booth he had picked out. Hiei glanced at her drink and outright face-palmed.
"I thought you said you wanted the green tea lemonade or ramune?" He asked. Yukina smiled at her loving brother and shook her head.
"Yes," She cooed. "But I decided to get a regular tea and brood with my big brother; I want to know what it's like to be you."
Hiei frowned and took a moment to glare at a pair of girls openly gawking at him a few booths away. One eyed him like a piece of meat when you've had nothing but mushrooms for weeks and the other was staring at him, more than likely wondering why a freak like him would even step into the preppy teenaged girl central.
Yukina turned to see what he was staring at and rolled her eyes. This was exactly why she didn't like the way he dressed and Hiei knew it; she hated when people stared at him. Just as he was deathly protective of her, she was the same with him.
"I want to be like you because," She motioned with her hand in order to bring Hiei's gaze back to the table. He stopped glaring and turned back to her, knowing that if he chose to ignore her she would get angry with him. And he really hated when she was angry with him. "I want to know what kind of boy you would let me buy if I could win a bid. I want to make sure you won't try to kill him, because honestly, a boyfriend-for-a-week can't be much of a boyfriend when dead."
"Hmph," Hiei gutted before turning his attention to the fresh food the waitress had just placed in front of him. "No one that's a jerk that simply wants to fuck you. Besides, you'll win whichever man you'll want, we have plenty of money, I really don't think there will be a problem." His blunt answer seemed to almost stun the waitress.. or excite her, Hiei honestly did not know. He knew little about the emotions of women and could simply care less about them unless their name was Yukina and they possessed oddly blue hair.
"Do you need anything else?" Natural crimson eyes glanced up at the faceless waitress and the teenager frowned. Yet another clone. It was like all of the women in the world seemed to be obsessed with "the Scene" and less about other things to the point they let "the Scene" take over their souls. Well, Hiei thought to himself. It's better than emo kids... The waitress flashed him a fake smile that made him want to vomit. Her blindingly blond hair with black skunk stripes all along the sections of hair around her cheeks were horridly scary, and Hiei swore her thick as fuck electric blue eyeshadow would glow under a black light. Alright... maybe emo kids aren't worse than this...
"No." His answer was short and curt, leaving Ms. Scene Kid no room to ask for his myspace or his cell phone number. He thanked seven different gods and turned his attention back to his adorable little sister.
"Hiei," Yukina face-palmed in embarassment. "It would not hurt you to actually be nice to the girls that work here. I mean, I do drag you here a lot and I don't want us to be told to get out."
"However," Hiei spoke up, determined to dodge Yukina's pleas. "You do come here a lot, usually with one or more people with you. I think they'd prefer to actually keep the money you spend on them rolling in; they're not exactly McDonald's in popularity, are they?"
Yukina rolled her eyes just in time for her order to arrive. She took her head and took a bit of her Banananana Super Split. Hiei seriously wanted to kill he person in charge of coming up with the names for everything in this crazy cafe. The scenery also scared Hiei half to death, but if it was for Yukina, the raven haired man would endure the horrible clash of hot pink faux fur and orange walls.
"So," Yukina swallowed and slipped her spoon back into the sweet treat. "Why haven't there been any cute girls running around in your life recently?"
Hiei almost choked on his bittersweet tea. Honestly, for such a smart and cunning girl, Yukina was rather... clueless. There were many reasons why a woman hadn't swept his life away, and they were huge hints at that. Didn't Yukina see any of the posters of Miyavi covering his walls? What about those two lone posters of Soushi and Shiro from Kettai Kareshi's tv dorama?! Those were the most girly things he owned! Hiei shook his head in dumbfounded annoyance. Better to dodge the bullet now and explain in a place that wasn't public.
"Why are you asking me that again? We have more important things to discuss."
"Excuse me," Both of the teens paused and looked up to see a rather cute boy with pale hair, green eyes and fair skin at their booth, his gaze fixed on Yukina. "But I couldn't help but notice that you're extremely cute!"
What was this? A man attempting to come onto Yukina in his presence, right in front of him, in fact? Unacceptable! And what of that lame pick-up line? He glanced at the smiling Yukina and decided to fix this mess before she got ideas. Boys that blatantly hit on her while her was with her were obviously not smart to date his kid sister.
"And I'm her fiancee. Leave." His words were meant to just get the boy to go away, but apparently they were a lot more potent than that. The boy stared at him, his eyes almost glazed over. His dark brown eyes widened in fear before that glazed look disappeared and he turned back to Yukina.
"Sorry miss, I'll be going now." Yukina glared at her older brother as the teenager walked back to the noisy table that hosted his friends.
"Why did you do that?" She demanded. Oh, it didn't matter if she was going to a boy auction in two days, no, it mattered that Hiei has squashed another opportunity to make a friend. At least, that's how Yukina saw it.
"I saved you from him. His kind is disgusting and will do what they want with pretty girls like you." Hiei shook his head and turned back to the damn Bananadanabana thingie that Yukina had ordered for them to share.
"Well," Yukina sighed and picked up a spoon to dig in. "If I do manage to win a guy at that auction that Maki-sama is holding, can you please not work your horrid black magic on him?"
Hiei rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Yukina, there is no such thing as magic," He grumbled between bites of banana and vanilla ice-cream. "And I don't think that I could let driving him away off of my conscious."
"Why?" Yukina asked, her bright eyes wide in question. Hiei chuckled and leaned back into the booth's chair, looking like Ichi the Killer amidst a field of flowers and puppies.
"Because, I don't want to waste the money we'll be spending." His smile was smug and his arms crossed. Yukina frowned and glared at her brother.
"Hiei, you jackass!"
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"Good night mother!" Kurama called down the stairs to his mother who was probably watching her new Hana Yori Dango DVDs.
"Good night Suuichi!" He barely heard over her laughter. Kurama smiled before turning back to his room. He shut the door behind him and locked it and quickly went to his window to close the blinds. Making sure that no one else could possibly see into his room, Kurama went to his desk. After searching his pocket for a small brass key, the red haired youkai fumbled with the lock on the bottom drawer of his study desk.
Inside was a small, white orb no larger than the palm of Kurama's hand. It was nestled on dark purple satin material, and gleamed in the imaginary moonlight in Kurama's hand.
He withdrew the ball and held it tightly in his hand, closing his eyes and concentrating. His mind retreating from his body and into the crystal itself, transporting his soul to the Spirit World.
His eyes opened again and he saw the bustling office that belonged to Koenma, the pint sized Prince of the Spirit World. The flame haired youkai gracefully avoided colliding with several of Koenma's assistants as they stacked papers for reports, wishes and various other things. Kurama smiled to himself and wondered of Koenma would ever not slack off and actually keep up with the steady flow of paperwork. Thankfull, he had reached Koenma's office with no injury in the graciously cramped blob of cubicles.
The flaming haired youkai lifted a hand to push the doors open, but was shocked to see his hand go straight through the solid mass!
"What?" He asked himself. He wasn't a solid entity? Oh well. Kurama shrugged, glad that the transportation to Spirit World through the Soul Crystal was easier than the old fashion way. He smirked to himself and stepped through the thick door to the office belonging to one of the only people he answered to.
"Ah, Kurama," the voice was in front of him, and as usual the red haired youkai needed to cram his head down in order to see his boss Koenma. There were plenty of times in which Yuusuke had teased Koenma-sama about his lack of height. Kurama was always amused at the fights the two shared. "I see you used the Soul Crystal to get here! It's fine time that someone used it; I knew that darn Yuusuke would never, and Kuwabara is too paranoid about these types of things."
Kurama's mouth forms a miniscule smile as he thought back to when he had tried to teach them both how to use the Soul Crystal. They'd stared blankly at him; Yuusuke refused because he didn't want a reason to see Koenma when it wasn't life threateningly necessary, and Kuwabara touching it had somehow enhanced his ability to feel the presence of ghosts. He actually claimed that when he touched the palm-sized crystal that he could actually see them.
"Well, I decided that I should come and see if there is anything you need me to do." A nagging feeling in his stomach knotted his ability to breathe as he saw Koenma's face frown and turn toward a packet sitting on his desk.
"I can't tell you what your next assignment is yet, Kurama, because I haven't been able to pinpoint the potential problem." Koenma shook his head. "All I can say is tread very carefully for a while, and don't use your youkai powers."
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Swirling lights surrounded him as his soul returned to his empty shell of a body. Upon reentering, a biting cold overwhelmed the flaming haired demon.
"I'm never going to get used to that." He shivered and opened the drawer to replace the crystal where it rested and regained its powers. Using the Soul Crystal transported the user anywhere they could possibly think of; even into the mind of another if the user has strong enough Spirit Energy. However, with the use of the crystal, one was forced to shed the body, becoming a spirit themselves. Leaving the body without a proper amount of Spirit Energy to keep the body running slowly destroyed the living cells, and thus killing the body slowly. If enough time was spent outside of the body, it would lead to death.
Even with the risks, however, Kurama knew his power was enough to use the crystal and not allow his human body to die. Being reborn as the Yokai he once had been was out of the question. His human mother loved Suuihi Minamino, and Kurama would never take the boy away from her...
... Even if she did plot against him.
Biting his tongue, the youth went to his bathroom to change out of his house clothes before jumping into bed, dreading the rise of the morning sun.
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Aki_Yume: WELL guys, I'm sorry that took so long, but, I have a life filled with school, singing, looking for a job, art and cosplay... I hope you liked this chapter and I look forward to seeing more reviews (lol, hint hint! xP) and new fans to welcome to Aki_Yume's non-existent fanbase. (haha!)
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Okay, everybody, have a nice day and see you next chapter!
Author: Aki_Yume
Chapter 2: Kisaten Kawaii
Aki_Yume: Yada yada, same disclaimers apply, teehee! x3 Let's have some fun! Go OOCness! x3 I also don't own Naruto, but I do make fun of it. T_T And before you start, I REALLY bash scene kids in this chapter, that does not mean that I share the beliefs I write about in my stories. And also, I haven't watched or read ALL of YYH, so if I make a mistake at all throughout the series, remember that I've only watched about.... two seasons of YYH...
I also don't beta read my chapters because if I do... I usually end up completely changing the plot, and I hate when I do that. Dx Thanks for the understanding! lol
OK, now that I got all of my warnings out of the way, ONWARD! ^^
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"Hiei," That one word was enough to make Hiei almost want to cry. He was rummaging through his wardrobe; when they stepped out of their home, Yukina made a comment that he'd been wearing the same clothes for three days. They'd decided to swing back home so he could change before heading over to Kissaten Kawaii; Yukina's favorite cafe. Hiei honestly hated the place; it reminded him dearly of Yukina's ex-boyfriend. The man who was more like a seven year old sporting a Naruto headband every single day, spouting "datte bayo!" or something equally stupid. Learning the art of nin-jutsu was that man's obsession, and it was rather annoying. God, if Yukina hadn't dumped him for wanting to finish up the latest episode of Bleach and play World of Warcraft at the same time rather than help her when she was stranded on a highway with a broken down car, he would've killed the man. He made the otaku in Akihabara seem like playboys.
"I love that one!" Blinking out of his daze, Hiei realized he'd taken his most plain outfit out of his closet. A pair of trashed and ripped jeans and a plain, skin tight blood red collared shirt. Who they were from Hiei would never be able to figure out; he'd purchased them at a thrift store; they were cheap but they still looked nice. When Hiei dressed himself he usually obsessed over a Putumayo shirt or a SexPotRevenge cardigan, but he was going out with Yukina. People paid her so much attention for her beautiful looks that she decided to dress very plainly in order to avoid staring eyes, and every time he accompanied her, she'd beg him to do that same too. The closest the raven haired teenager ever got to looking normal was when he was with her. Usually his taste made him look... slightly demonic perhaps.
"Brother," Hiei looked up from buttoning his pants to see Yukina's smiling face, an inner happiness radiated from inside her. "I'm sorry for always making you tone down your look just for me... It's not fair to you."
His pale haired sister couldn't hide how happy she was from him, he'd always know she preferred to be as normal as she could possibly be. Hiei himself could never understand why she felt like that, but as long as she was alive and his little precious sister, he'd do anything for her.
"It's alright Yukina, I don't mind," a tiny smirk worked its way onto his face. "It's not too uncomfortable for me, where are we going again?"
Yukina's smile never faltured, and a new edge of excitment was all over her.
"Kissaten Kawaii, of course!" Hiei inwardly cringed. He'd been counting on her forgetfulness. Oh well, as long as she made sure he didn't jump the first person that proclaimed he was L from that anime Death Note. The short teen had no problem with the anime and even liked it, but he was rather tired of people continuously badgering him about how much he looked like a certain person. It was just something that got on his nerves.
"Well, let's go," He muttered. Really, the things he did for his little sister. At times it was rather silly.
Hiei stood in line, his drink and food already ordered and in the process of creation at that very moment. Yukina, on the other hand, was having trouble trying to choose what she wanted that afternoon for lunch.
"Razzy Ramune," She was going over the neon pink and orange drink menu. "Or Gracious Green Tea Lemonade?" She turned to Hiei, who was a plain sort of person and had ordered a Good ol' Green Tea, expecting him to know what she should have.
"I'm not sure, but I'll go get a table." Hiei left her decision making to the only person that could decide on it.... her. He chose a seat that wasn't too far from the register, but far enough for comfort. It was Yukina's favorite booth; it was lined with neon pink faux-fur and purple fabric that looked like it belonged to a dominatrix's old pair of boots. It didn't take too long until Yukina joined him at the booth he had picked out. Hiei glanced at her drink and outright face-palmed.
"I thought you said you wanted the green tea lemonade or ramune?" He asked. Yukina smiled at her loving brother and shook her head.
"Yes," She cooed. "But I decided to get a regular tea and brood with my big brother; I want to know what it's like to be you."
Hiei frowned and took a moment to glare at a pair of girls openly gawking at him a few booths away. One eyed him like a piece of meat when you've had nothing but mushrooms for weeks and the other was staring at him, more than likely wondering why a freak like him would even step into the preppy teenaged girl central.
Yukina turned to see what he was staring at and rolled her eyes. This was exactly why she didn't like the way he dressed and Hiei knew it; she hated when people stared at him. Just as he was deathly protective of her, she was the same with him.
"I want to be like you because," She motioned with her hand in order to bring Hiei's gaze back to the table. He stopped glaring and turned back to her, knowing that if he chose to ignore her she would get angry with him. And he really hated when she was angry with him. "I want to know what kind of boy you would let me buy if I could win a bid. I want to make sure you won't try to kill him, because honestly, a boyfriend-for-a-week can't be much of a boyfriend when dead."
"Hmph," Hiei gutted before turning his attention to the fresh food the waitress had just placed in front of him. "No one that's a jerk that simply wants to fuck you. Besides, you'll win whichever man you'll want, we have plenty of money, I really don't think there will be a problem." His blunt answer seemed to almost stun the waitress.. or excite her, Hiei honestly did not know. He knew little about the emotions of women and could simply care less about them unless their name was Yukina and they possessed oddly blue hair.
"Do you need anything else?" Natural crimson eyes glanced up at the faceless waitress and the teenager frowned. Yet another clone. It was like all of the women in the world seemed to be obsessed with "the Scene" and less about other things to the point they let "the Scene" take over their souls. Well, Hiei thought to himself. It's better than emo kids... The waitress flashed him a fake smile that made him want to vomit. Her blindingly blond hair with black skunk stripes all along the sections of hair around her cheeks were horridly scary, and Hiei swore her thick as fuck electric blue eyeshadow would glow under a black light. Alright... maybe emo kids aren't worse than this...
"No." His answer was short and curt, leaving Ms. Scene Kid no room to ask for his myspace or his cell phone number. He thanked seven different gods and turned his attention back to his adorable little sister.
"Hiei," Yukina face-palmed in embarassment. "It would not hurt you to actually be nice to the girls that work here. I mean, I do drag you here a lot and I don't want us to be told to get out."
"However," Hiei spoke up, determined to dodge Yukina's pleas. "You do come here a lot, usually with one or more people with you. I think they'd prefer to actually keep the money you spend on them rolling in; they're not exactly McDonald's in popularity, are they?"
Yukina rolled her eyes just in time for her order to arrive. She took her head and took a bit of her Banananana Super Split. Hiei seriously wanted to kill he person in charge of coming up with the names for everything in this crazy cafe. The scenery also scared Hiei half to death, but if it was for Yukina, the raven haired man would endure the horrible clash of hot pink faux fur and orange walls.
"So," Yukina swallowed and slipped her spoon back into the sweet treat. "Why haven't there been any cute girls running around in your life recently?"
Hiei almost choked on his bittersweet tea. Honestly, for such a smart and cunning girl, Yukina was rather... clueless. There were many reasons why a woman hadn't swept his life away, and they were huge hints at that. Didn't Yukina see any of the posters of Miyavi covering his walls? What about those two lone posters of Soushi and Shiro from Kettai Kareshi's tv dorama?! Those were the most girly things he owned! Hiei shook his head in dumbfounded annoyance. Better to dodge the bullet now and explain in a place that wasn't public.
"Why are you asking me that again? We have more important things to discuss."
"Excuse me," Both of the teens paused and looked up to see a rather cute boy with pale hair, green eyes and fair skin at their booth, his gaze fixed on Yukina. "But I couldn't help but notice that you're extremely cute!"
What was this? A man attempting to come onto Yukina in his presence, right in front of him, in fact? Unacceptable! And what of that lame pick-up line? He glanced at the smiling Yukina and decided to fix this mess before she got ideas. Boys that blatantly hit on her while her was with her were obviously not smart to date his kid sister.
"And I'm her fiancee. Leave." His words were meant to just get the boy to go away, but apparently they were a lot more potent than that. The boy stared at him, his eyes almost glazed over. His dark brown eyes widened in fear before that glazed look disappeared and he turned back to Yukina.
"Sorry miss, I'll be going now." Yukina glared at her older brother as the teenager walked back to the noisy table that hosted his friends.
"Why did you do that?" She demanded. Oh, it didn't matter if she was going to a boy auction in two days, no, it mattered that Hiei has squashed another opportunity to make a friend. At least, that's how Yukina saw it.
"I saved you from him. His kind is disgusting and will do what they want with pretty girls like you." Hiei shook his head and turned back to the damn Bananadanabana thingie that Yukina had ordered for them to share.
"Well," Yukina sighed and picked up a spoon to dig in. "If I do manage to win a guy at that auction that Maki-sama is holding, can you please not work your horrid black magic on him?"
Hiei rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Yukina, there is no such thing as magic," He grumbled between bites of banana and vanilla ice-cream. "And I don't think that I could let driving him away off of my conscious."
"Why?" Yukina asked, her bright eyes wide in question. Hiei chuckled and leaned back into the booth's chair, looking like Ichi the Killer amidst a field of flowers and puppies.
"Because, I don't want to waste the money we'll be spending." His smile was smug and his arms crossed. Yukina frowned and glared at her brother.
"Hiei, you jackass!"
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"Good night mother!" Kurama called down the stairs to his mother who was probably watching her new Hana Yori Dango DVDs.
"Good night Suuichi!" He barely heard over her laughter. Kurama smiled before turning back to his room. He shut the door behind him and locked it and quickly went to his window to close the blinds. Making sure that no one else could possibly see into his room, Kurama went to his desk. After searching his pocket for a small brass key, the red haired youkai fumbled with the lock on the bottom drawer of his study desk.
Inside was a small, white orb no larger than the palm of Kurama's hand. It was nestled on dark purple satin material, and gleamed in the imaginary moonlight in Kurama's hand.
He withdrew the ball and held it tightly in his hand, closing his eyes and concentrating. His mind retreating from his body and into the crystal itself, transporting his soul to the Spirit World.
His eyes opened again and he saw the bustling office that belonged to Koenma, the pint sized Prince of the Spirit World. The flame haired youkai gracefully avoided colliding with several of Koenma's assistants as they stacked papers for reports, wishes and various other things. Kurama smiled to himself and wondered of Koenma would ever not slack off and actually keep up with the steady flow of paperwork. Thankfull, he had reached Koenma's office with no injury in the graciously cramped blob of cubicles.
The flaming haired youkai lifted a hand to push the doors open, but was shocked to see his hand go straight through the solid mass!
"What?" He asked himself. He wasn't a solid entity? Oh well. Kurama shrugged, glad that the transportation to Spirit World through the Soul Crystal was easier than the old fashion way. He smirked to himself and stepped through the thick door to the office belonging to one of the only people he answered to.
"Ah, Kurama," the voice was in front of him, and as usual the red haired youkai needed to cram his head down in order to see his boss Koenma. There were plenty of times in which Yuusuke had teased Koenma-sama about his lack of height. Kurama was always amused at the fights the two shared. "I see you used the Soul Crystal to get here! It's fine time that someone used it; I knew that darn Yuusuke would never, and Kuwabara is too paranoid about these types of things."
Kurama's mouth forms a miniscule smile as he thought back to when he had tried to teach them both how to use the Soul Crystal. They'd stared blankly at him; Yuusuke refused because he didn't want a reason to see Koenma when it wasn't life threateningly necessary, and Kuwabara touching it had somehow enhanced his ability to feel the presence of ghosts. He actually claimed that when he touched the palm-sized crystal that he could actually see them.
"Well, I decided that I should come and see if there is anything you need me to do." A nagging feeling in his stomach knotted his ability to breathe as he saw Koenma's face frown and turn toward a packet sitting on his desk.
"I can't tell you what your next assignment is yet, Kurama, because I haven't been able to pinpoint the potential problem." Koenma shook his head. "All I can say is tread very carefully for a while, and don't use your youkai powers."
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Swirling lights surrounded him as his soul returned to his empty shell of a body. Upon reentering, a biting cold overwhelmed the flaming haired demon.
"I'm never going to get used to that." He shivered and opened the drawer to replace the crystal where it rested and regained its powers. Using the Soul Crystal transported the user anywhere they could possibly think of; even into the mind of another if the user has strong enough Spirit Energy. However, with the use of the crystal, one was forced to shed the body, becoming a spirit themselves. Leaving the body without a proper amount of Spirit Energy to keep the body running slowly destroyed the living cells, and thus killing the body slowly. If enough time was spent outside of the body, it would lead to death.
Even with the risks, however, Kurama knew his power was enough to use the crystal and not allow his human body to die. Being reborn as the Yokai he once had been was out of the question. His human mother loved Suuihi Minamino, and Kurama would never take the boy away from her...
... Even if she did plot against him.
Biting his tongue, the youth went to his bathroom to change out of his house clothes before jumping into bed, dreading the rise of the morning sun.
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Aki_Yume: WELL guys, I'm sorry that took so long, but, I have a life filled with school, singing, looking for a job, art and cosplay... I hope you liked this chapter and I look forward to seeing more reviews (lol, hint hint! xP) and new fans to welcome to Aki_Yume's non-existent fanbase. (haha!)
REVIEW RESPONSES:
ShoriFoxiesMom: Why thank you! I hope to keep this story mostly light-hearted, but my stories are usually light-hearted, so I might try to integrate more things into my Singles for Sale story. BUT, Aki can't help what she writes, and Aki writes cute things. x3 The auction is next chapter, so bare with me. ^_^
ereshkigal5: Well... because we love to make sure a potential fan has something to look forward too? I don't know, but for me it's mostly I never know when to end a chapter or something like that and I end up ending them at exactly the wrong times T_T gomen!
siucudein_angeleyes: Thank you! I try to write whenever I can, but my life has been pretty hectic for the past couple months. But don't loose hope! =)
Ruby: *hides behind Hiei and Kurama plushies* meek! you will, you will! teehee!!
OneAndOnlyDeceiver: Well, if you love my story with only one chapter read, I can say that I'm proud of myself! haha, I do plan to update whenever I can write everything I want to write, and thank you for tacking on that hectic life statement, because mine can get more than a handful at times.
Okay, everybody, have a nice day and see you next chapter!