InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Adding Spice ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

Thank you to everybody for being so patient for me. I know this chapter took a lot of time to complete. I hope you guys like it, forgive me for taking so long to get it to you. Over a month… wow. I'm sorry. I hope you guys haven't gave up on it. So here ya go, another chap.

 

Something Good

 

`Well this is awkward…' Sango thought to herself.

 

Kurama was observing her as if she was a newly discovered plant, and it was making her really uncomfortable. A few tries to get away from him had proved useless. Was there no stopping this guy? She really didn't feel like conversation at the moment. Her mind was still concentrated on Kikyou so much that she could barely focus on anything else.

 

Sango looked around for an exit, while Kurama went on speaking.

 

“Have you been to a cosplay convention?” he asked.

 

She arched an eyebrow, “No… why would you say that?”

 

Over Kurama's shoulder, Sango could have sworn she saw a flash of something in the distance. She looked again, and it was gone.

 

He grinned, “That's quite an unusual outfit you have on. I believe I may have seen it somewhere before, but I can't place where.”

 

Sango squinted over Kurama's shoulder again, trying to find out what that flash was. “It's just my slayer's suit.” She blurted, then clapped a hand over her mouth. She didn't mean to say that… damn that flashy thing for distracting her.

 

Kurama looked at her odd, trying to figure out what she meant. She tried to turn away from him, but he grabbed her wrist, swiftly halting her movement. He was curious, and there was no stopping a curious fox once it got its attention sparked.

 

“Your what?” he asked.

 

“Um… exercising suit?” she lied.

 

He glared at her, “That isn't what you said, you said `slayer suit'.”

 

“If you already knew what I said, why did you ask?” she said, “Well the truth is it's a bit embarrassing…”

 

Kurama waited, “Try me, I've probably heard of worse.”

 

If Sango had brought her Hiraikotsu with her, he would be singing a very different tune. He would also be sporting a vicious bruise, she briefly wondered if purple was his color. If she told him anything, Sesshoumaru would have her head. Sango was in a bit of a bind here. After thinking a bit, she decided that the truth was stranger than fiction. This would definitely throw him for a loop.

 

She closed her eyes, “This is my slayer suit. I slay demons.”

 

When she opened her eyes again, she looked at a blank expression on Kurama's face.

 

“So do I.” he told her flippantly.

 

She glared. That wasn't supposed to happen. “Let me guess, afterwards you fly your spaceship around the block a few times?” she scoffed, “I wasn't joking! I really do slay demons!”

 

“I wasn't joking either!” He said.

 

“If you didn't believe me you could have just said that, not make up some stupid story to make me feel less crazy.” She huffed. “I'm…”

 

A deep baritone voice sounded behind her, “…a little late coming home, don't you think Sango?”

 

She turned around to face a very bloody wolf demon. Kouga had his arms crossed over his chest and wasn't looking pleased at all. “It's awfully late to be chatting with strange men on the streets, you should come home. Now.”

 

Sango scrunched her nose, “What happened to you? You look like you lost a fight with a lawnmower.”

 

“You needn't worry `bout that. I'll tell you all about it later, once we get you home.” Kouga wrapped his arm around Sango's shoulder, “Now, say goodbye to your friend, and we'll be off.”

 

Kurama looked at the two suspiciously. “I guess there's no stopping a wolf once he has his mind made up.”

 

Sango's eyes widened, “Wolf?”

 

“Watch it fox-boy, or I'll tear out your teeth.” Kouga growled.

 

“Fox?”

 

“I harbor no ill will towards you. But if you're searching for a fight… another one… then I assure you, I don't fear wolves.” Kurama told him. He sniffed the air, trying to figure out the power-smell that was coming off the wolf. He placed it. “I see you've met Yuusuke. He doesn't have the best mouth, but he does know how to get the job done.”

 

“Who?

 

Kouga growled loudly.

 

Kurama smirked, “Sango, you'd best tear your wolf away before he gets hurt. I wouldn't want a lady seeing something as brutal as a friend of hers dying at my hands.”

 

“I'd kick your ass from here to next week, you damn kitsune.” Kouga growled.

 

“What's going on here?” Sango wondered out loud. Kurama knew what Kouga was? Kurama was a fox? Who in the world was Yuusuke?

 

“We're leaving.” Kouga pointed at Kurama, “Don't you think this is because of your cheap threat, I'm not scared of you either!”

 

“I wouldn't imagine you would be.” Kurama told him calmly, “I figure we'll be meeting again. I'll see you around, Sango. Live the rest of your days happily, wolf.”

 

He turned and walked away from them. He grinned, this was going to be interesting. The case he was sent on was going to be completed in no time. At least now he had an idea of who the culprits were, looked like Yuusuke had some idea too. He'd go over to Yuusuke's apartment and wait to see if Hiei had any information. He congratulated himself on a productive night.

 

Sango punched Kouga's arm. “You idiot!”

 

“I'm an idiot?! I didn't tell him all about my personal life. Oh yeah that's right, that was your job!” he said angrily.

 

“It was you in the distance, am I right?! If you hadn't distracted me, I wouldn't have said anything! It's all your fault, Kouga!” she spat.

 

He rolled his eyes, “You're delusional, woman! I came from behind you, not in front! Whatever you saw wasn't me.”

 

“Oooh...! You should have just stayed out of it.”

 

Kouga laughed, “Yeah, since you were doing such a good job on your own.”

 

“Stupid wolf.”

 

“Damn woman.”

 

OoOoOoO

 

Yuusuke was lounging on his couch, recovering from his wounds and eating up the extra attention Keiko was giving him. That was one of the things he enjoyed most about getting injured, Keiko worrying over him. Ah, life was great.

 

A knock sounded at the door. Well life was great…

 

Keiko answered the door, opening it to reveal Kurama. “Good to see you Kurama! Please come in.”

 

“Please don't…” Yuusuke mumbled under his breath. “If this has anything to do with the case, tell Koenma.”

 

Kurama sat down on the chair adjacent the couch Yuusuke was lying on. He smiled at him. He was almost worried that Yuusuke was seriously hurt, but his suspicions had proven incorrect.

 

“I heard you had a run-in with a wolf.” Kurama began, “But it seems he wound up with the worse end of the deal.”

 

Yuusuke laughed, “Told ya so, didn't I Keiko?”

 

Keiko glared at the two, “Don't tell me you're encouraging him, Kurama.”

 

He shook his head, “I did nothing of the sort.”

 

Keiko sighed and sat down next to Yuusuke. He only had a few bruises—a particularly nasty one on his face—but he'd survive. Even if he did die, they'd be able to bring him back. After all, he was Yuusuke, and Yuusuke just didn't know how to stay dead anyway.

 

“I did run into your wolf friend, but I'd like to know if you found anything else unusual.” Kurama stated.

 

Yuusuke huffed, “If you think three humans hanging around a youkai is unusual, yeah, I'd say I found something pretty damn unusual.”

 

Kurama arched an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

 

“A guy, a girl, a kid, a wolf. Unusual. Don't wolf youkai eat humans? I don't know why one would be friends with them.” Yuusuke told him, “There was something weird with the two teens, a strong energy, but they were gone before I could place it.”

 

“How convenient.” Kurama groaned, “At least you found something. I was also productive, I found a girl who claims to be a demon slayer, and a very strong youkai before that.”

 

“Looks like we have our group all found out.” Yuusuke said.

 

Kurama could feel his mental barriers being breached, `What is it Hiei?'

 

`I'm at their fortress… if you can call it that. This is a pathetic group, Kurama. If the idiot is done feeling sorry for himself, you should come over here.'

 

`Where are you?'

 

`A holy shrine a few miles west from you, look for a large, old tree.'

 

`Do you think it wise to ambush them in their own territory?'

 

`I don't care.'

 

`Hiei!'

 

`Just get over here.'

 

Kurama looked at Yuusuke, “You're fine, we need to go. Hiei's found something he thinks is worth us looking at.”

 

“No way. I'm not going anywhere. And just how can you guys do that anyway? Its creepy.”

 

“Do you want this case over with, or not?” Kurama asked.

 

Yuusuke rolled his eyes and got up. This wasn't the way he imagined this week going. Koenma just had to get in the middle of things again. Keiko was at her last wits with him, maybe the Gods just didn't want him to get married right now. It was obvious at least one of them didn't.

 

“Hiei seems excited about this.” Kurama told him, walking out onto the street.

 

“At least someone is excited about all this, I don't see the point in it. Koenma should be glad that these people are loose, not try to round them up. We aren't sheep dogs, Kurama, this is all bull.” Yuusuke said, following him.

 

Yuusuke found the ground an interesting thing. He kicked a rock and watched as it bounced away from him.

 

“It better be something good.” Yuusuke grumbled.

 

OoOoOoOo

 

Possible bloodshed. Hiei could have danced. Except that he was in a tree, and Hiei just didn't dance. It was a disgusting human habit that he wouldn't indulge in. He was ready to kill something. Months of boredom and a night of stakeout in a tree was enough to drive him insane, if he wasn't half there already.

 

He smirked, they were weak now. Normally he wouldn't attack anyone at their own residence, but this was a perfect opportunity. He would take the Taiyoukai. He had heard great things about the Dog Lord, but he hardly thought that he would be a match for himself.

 

They would be a bit outnumbered, but the odds were in their favor. It was late, and dark. Any confrontation would be held outside; the humans would be at a disadvantage, leaving the youkai to protect the worthless creatures.

 

His katana was just begging to be let out of the sheath, begging to cut something into tiny pieces. The dragon on his arm pulsed, feeling the excitement of the impending battle. The Jagan was heating up as if to burn the bandana off his forehead, preparing to be used at any given moment. His knuckles wound around the hilt of his katana, ready to draw it out. He felt his lips curve ever-so-slightly. His fangs gleamed in the darkness.

 

Every moment that he had been inactive in the past had caught up with him. He needed this. He could almost smell the blood. He could almost feel the burning in his lungs; almost feel the wind rushing through his hair from his fast pace. He could almost hear the clang of metal against metal, then the satisfaction of hearing his katana slice through flesh.

 

Of all the things he sliced through, flesh was the one that sounded the best. It separated cleanly for his blade, it was like cutting through butter. It sounded magnificent to his ears. Like a bloody orchestra at his disposal, the gurgles, splashes, and slices, all music.

 

Hiei could hardly wait for Kurama to show up, the minutes it would take Kurama to get to him would seem like hours to him. He wanted to fight, he wanted a challenge. The Taiyoukai would be a nice target indeed. He didn't want to be disappointed, this had better be something good.

 

OoOoO

 

 

Sesshoumaru sniffed the air, sensing that something was amiss. An energy surge a few seconds ago hadn't passed. It was obvious that the source was not from the occupants of the house, he knew his girls didn't possess anything as strong as that, and it was idiotic to assume his men did either.

 

He couldn't recognize the energy-signature at all, which was unusual for a youkai being around as long as he was. If the user was threatening him, they would soon find out how deadly a mistake that turned out to be. Nobody was a match for Sesshoumaru, most opponents found that out the hard way. This would be no different.

 

He stood up, taking the Toukijin out, preparing to protect his team of misfits if they could not protect themselves. If this was a trick of Naraku's, it would be dealt with as always. Quickly find out the source and ending the problem, for that was all Naraku was worth—ending.

 

Inuyasha looked over at his brother. “Don't you think it's a little late to be cleaning that thing?”

 

Sesshoumaru answered with a glare. “Get prepared.”

 

Inuyasha took the hint, readying Tetsusaiga, “This better be good.”

 

 

 

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