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Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho.
I bet you five bucks that everyone has lost interest in this story.
Ok Twenty. … Sorry for the late update I’m kind of busy … I hate summer classes they suck! …. GRRRRR … All of you can hurt me with a spatula later if you want!
WARNINGS: Out of character (mostly Yukina … remember this is an AU) Randomness, Bad grammar, bad spelling, and boringness, filled with really bad plotlines. Enjoy!
Chapter Five: The Vector
By: xinsanexdreamerx
Yukina stared at the once ruling Priestess and she said aloud, “How did you do it?” The picture remained still. Yukina giggled knowing that she knew that the picture wasn’t able to talk to her. She looked at the bottom. There was a gold plate with an inscription on the bottom. Yukina used her index finger and stroked the incision as she read the quote silently.
“What would do if you had to decide whether to take the life of a youkai or take the life of a ningen? Some will say youkai, and others would say ningne. But truly to take the life of person even if it’s youkai, ningen, or beast is something I can’t do,”
She sighed deepy leaning on the wall. She thought to herself, ‘She always hated the war and violence. She must have been a great ruler,’ She got up and paced again her crimson eyes down towards the floor. She stopped again now with the painting of the Priestess Midori and her knight Shun. His black hair over shadowing his eyes as he held Midori in his arms tight, truly it was love.
Yukina sighed again, and closed her eyes and gathered her thoughts togerhet. But all she thought was ‘Castrate … must castrate Naobi and Yomi,’
“Yukina-san,” a voice entered the room. It was Kurama. Yukina opened her eyes and tried her best to snap back to reality.
“Yes?” she asked getting up.
“I was wondering-“
“If you were wondering I have no intention of marriage,” said Yukina as she interrupted Kurama.
“You’re good looking and everything, but you’re my brother’s best friend, and plus the majority of the female population and a partial part of the male will kill me,” she continued.
Kurama smiled as he brushed back his hair, “Well that is nice to know … But that’s not what I was going to say,”
“Oops,” Yukina said quietly as a rosy blush tinted her cheeks.
“I was just saying that you have to host a ceremony in three hours,” Kurama said trying his best to stifle his laugh.
“Why are you telling me this?” she asked him.
“Well you see there are a bunch of servants looking four you all around the place,” said Kurama.
“Oh,” said Yukina and she looked at the old grandfather clock to the left of her, and her blush increased. Yukina ran off screaming “Thank you,” and many of the servants stared at her as if she was crazy.
“Hey you guys,” Botan called out waving to them. The two went up to Botan, and Botan scanned the two still puzzled at them.
“What’s with you?” she finally asked completely stumped.
“WEA RE NOW…” the two boys said n unison making their voices sound over dramatic. Botan looked at the two as if they were idiots with a large sweat drop on the back of her head.
“REIKAI TANTEI,” out of nowhere balloons and confetti came down on them as if on cue and Kuwabara and Yuusuke mysteriously had noisemakers.
Botan did an anime fall and said with a smile, “Congradtulations!”
“Thanks Botan … Can’t wait to tell Sis the news!” said Kuwabara.
“But seriously Botan, what do we actually do as a Reikai Tantei … I mean we get the kick ass cases with all the bad guys and everything but what do we actually do?” Yuusuke asked.
“Well,” Botan paused for a moment, “You do special mission, investigate, and many other things … there are very few Reikai Tantei being the fact you only need one or two to get the job done right.”
“Finally the toddler jerk is recognizing my true power!” said Yuusuke.
“You mean our true power,” corrected Kuwabara.
“No I mean me,” said Yuusuke.
“YOU JERK!” said Kuwabara as he tackled Yuusuke. Botan had another large sweat drop in the back of her head.
‘Koemna-sama … you better have a good reason for making these two Reikai Tatei’ thought Botan.
“You’re not a regular aren’t ya?” he asked.
“No actually I heard that this place was quite infamous in this village,” Kurama responded.
“Well it’s mostly because of Maya,” the bartender said cleaning a glass mug with a rag.
“Maya?” Kurama said quite shocked.
“…Yeah she’s the manager actually … turned this place around,” he said taking another mug and cleaning it, “This place was a dump because of the war ya know? … Bombs coming down here … it’s not like none of us ever did anything … we’re just the victims of this shit ya know?”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Kurama said. He tried not to look at the bartender, and there was a brief silence.
“…So how’d ya get here lad?” the bartender finally said.
“Well … I live near here,” Kurama said casually.
“Really … the nearest village is live a few miles away … must’ve had a tough time getting here,” he said.
“Well -,” Kurama was then interrupted by a loud plaudits from the audience. A young girl that was familiar with Kurama came on to the stage. But this time she was more comfortable with her surroundings. She wore smile on her face and her eyes glinted in bliss.
“…I hope all of you are giving a good time,” she said gently into the microphone and audience clapped and some whistled Kurama himself clapped politely.
She smiled; “Well as you might already know my name is Maya … and I’ll be singing the song “Vector” “ She took out a guitar out of its case and took a deep breath. The audience grew silent and Kurama watched intently as well. Maya closed her eyes and began to play. The beat was simple but not repetitive it was slow and had a deep rhythm.
And she sang…
Mukuro rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed deeply. She dropped the pen she was holding and stretched out her arms. ‘The paper work is getting worse’ she thought as she groaned when she took another look at the dozens of piles of paper that cluttered the desk. ‘… I took this job to help people … not to do paper work’ Mukuro thought as she took another file and started to read it. In the back of her mind she didn’t know why she took this job … but it had something to do with herself.
Her past left deep scares in her body and soul … that nothing would be able to heal. … ‘Maybe this job … is just my own version of redemption’she thought smiling. Before all of this she was known as one of the ruthless killers of Makai … and was a rival to Raizen himself when he was the previous Lord of Makai. Since the impact of Raizen’s death and the start of Yomi’s reign many of those who had worked with Raizen had left, and it was a very bad loss.
As an Amassador she could help others that were in her place in the past. No one should be exposed to anything like that even if they deserve it no one does … She groaned again as she realized that she had to do all of this by tomorrow …
‘Maybe I’m growing soft’ she thought to herself and she smiled. The sun was setting right before her eyes. She stared calmly at it and dark crimson eyes in the shadows were staring with her. Mukuro knew too well … that someone was there and she ignored it.
You will only be sorry
Tears … they fell. Shizuru didn’t care as she remembered that day … Ever since Koemna had told her about him … about the lies Reikai was telling everyone. She didn’t know who to trust anymore. Everyone here was keeping secrets from her … keeping her in the shadows. Making sure that she didn’t know. Shizuru stared at her hands … blood … they stained her hands …
His blood? …. Sakyo’s blood…
Those eyes…
Those cobalt eyes that stared at her in pain….
That cried for help …
That cried to her …
…. But she did
Nothing…
But instead caused him more pain …
“WHY?” Shizuru screamed the gun pressing into Sakyo’s forehead. She had her finger pressed on the trigger. He stared at her calmly. His own face stained in blood and bruises that covered his face. Shizuru glared at him her hazel eyes narrowing.
“WHY DID YOU DO IT?” she screamed again her arm started shaking. Sakyo just stared at her and it made her anger increased.
“Because,“ he managed to say in a whisper.
“THAT’S NOT AN ANSWER … YOU BETRAYED ME … YOU BETRAYED KAZUMA … YOU BETRAYED EVERYONE!” Shizuru screamed as she pressed the gun’s barrel harder onto Sakyo’s forehead.
“…. Just kill me now,” Sakyo told her, “KILL ME NOW!”
Shizuru watched him as he begged for her to take his life away. She slowly loosened her grip on the gun.
“WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?” he screamed. Tears they began to fall from her eyes. She no longer wanted to kill him and she lowered her gun. Sakyo gasped in shock and he took the a gun out of his own pocket. Shizuru stared at him. She didn’t even wanted to look at him… she didn’t want to look at herself … This thing she had become …
“Please … just kill me it’s better for the both of us …” Sakyo said.
“I don’t want to,” she said finally. The gun in her own hand still loosely held.
“And if you don’t … I will,” he said. Before Shizuru can even respond … Sakyo held the gun to his mouth and pulled the trigger.
TBC…
Basically I bet you are probably bored right about now … I’ve improved my writing skills a bit so I made the chapter a bit longer finally! Anyways I’m still wondering if the people who had currently read this story have lost interests in it … I know I would if no one had updated it for that long….
So I thank everyone for their patience for this chapter that sucked in my opinion.
So anyways … good luck and I’ll try to update more often than I usually am … and expect a one-shot soon about Yukina, Hina, and Rui!
The Repeating: Next chapter a promised continuation of the story. A promised more in-depth look on Kurama … because I haven’t included him in this story much. A glimpse of Yukina’s powers and finally Hiei and Mukuro moments!
It's 11:47 at night so yeah! Night ya all!