InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Innovation of Light ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Shi-no-tenshi 
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inu or YuuYuu
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance / / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 05.28.2006 | Updated On: 05.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Work In Progress
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inu or YuuYuu
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance / / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 05.28.2006 | Updated On: 05.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Work In Progress
Innovation of Light
Warnings: Language, fluff
A/N: Give me a break, my imagination died a long time ago. As for the kitsune breed thing, I made it up._^_
Kage Otome: They're separate people. And yes, Suuichi does know about demons. ^_^ he is a demon, a kitsune. So he's not part of Youko, but he's still a youkai..and he's related to Shippou. Youko's going to have some competition. I have some good ideas for this story, though they're a little sad and angsty. So I'm trying to get some fluff in. Confused? Yes, i seem to have that effect on people... A lemon will be coming in another chapter or two. I didn't want this story to be long, but my mind is disagreeing with me. Damn it, damn it to hell. >.<'
Updates might be slow again, i really, really, REALLLLY need to work on Into the Gekkou. At least my chapters are always long. ^^ Right? Right.
((I--again--didn't have time to proof-read, sorry. I'll edit it later.))
-Chapter five-
.:Kagome's prov:.
"Okay, here's there credit card," Kazoku said, handing me a sleek, black plastic card. "I know for a fact it works at ever store in town, so don't worry. It also has no limit, spend as much as you please, Kagome. Ohh, and the keys." he fumbled around in his pocket, then produced the small silver key. Hey laid it in my upturned palm. "The beetle has a full tank of gas, and has pretty good mileage, you shouldn't have to fill it up frequently." He smiled down at me, a fatherly smile. And i tried my best to give him a good one back. It must have worked, his eyes lit up.
Kazoku had bombarded me as soon as i came in the door, giving me instructions and what to do while they were away. I seriously had no idea he owned a cat. Asagi, the cat, was walking lazily between my legs. She was cute enough, black in color with the same colored eyes as Suuichii. Damn, i was thinking to much on him.
"Also," he continued, "At the request of your mother, have asked someone to check up on you ever now and then. Don't get that look, they wont stay longer than ten minutes, i assure you. Just to make sure you intact and the house isn't burnt down. I trust you with my home, but you mother insisted. I'm sorry, Kagome."
I sighed and waved him off, "Don't worry, i know how she gets. Though I'm glad to know you trust me."
He nodded, "Okay, then. That's all. We should be back in two weeks time. I know you like you alone time, so this should be good for you. The plane leaves at noon tomorrow, we will leave around 9:30 to get there in time. So if you wake up and we're already gone, don't fret. All the numbers you need to contact us are on the counter in the kitchen. Feel free to go anywhere and do anything you like, just keep the house clean and strait and everything will be okay." he patted my head and left the room.
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Youko watched as I ripped the pens out of their packets and placed them in my desk drawer, along with the sketch pad. I placed the new books on them table beside my bed, i would read them later. My clock told me it was 4:04PM, to me it felt oh so much later. With a sigh i plopped on the bed beside a silent Youko.
"You smell like a kitsune."
"A what?" my words were muffled by the bed comforter.
"A kitsune. You smell like a kitsune." I could here the frown in his voice. I sat up, staring at him. I absently sniffed my clothes. "A normal human wouldn't be able to smell it." i stopped my assault.
"So? Why do i smell like a...kitsune?"
He crossed his arms, looking at me from the corner of his eye. Jealousy flashed in his sun-kissed orbs. "Because, you have recently come in contact with one."
"You're a kitsune right?"
"Yes,"
I snapped my fingers, "Then that it! Their aura had the same feeling yours does! Anyone that hot with hair that red had to be youkai..." I mumbled.
"What?" Youko growled. Dude, did i say that aloud?
"Nothing," i squeaked. "They were at the park, one of them was young, like six. Youkai age different, right? I was wondering why he sounded so...smart."
He looked relieved that one of them was only a child. I wasn't so sure if i wanted to tell him the age of Suuichii. He gave me a look, i ignored it. "My family is leaving for two weeks," yes, changing the subject is always a good way to go.
He suddenly got an evil glint in his eyes. "Yes, my little lover, i know." I wasn't so sure i liked the way he said 'lover'. "Ohh, all the things i could teach you in two weeks. My, my, you're going to become such a skilled lover before the time is up." I blushed harshly and jerked a pillow in his direction. Right through him it went, all i got was him sticking that lovely tongue out at me. I wonder ho-- never mind.
I beat my blush down with the proverbial stick and laid back. Youko floated over to my side, 'laid' down beside me and his image shimmered, becoming solid as he had that same morning. He folded his arms behind his head and looked over at me.
"Hn. My family's still here, you're not 'teaching' me a damn thing."
He pouted, but didn't make a move toward me. Part of me wished he would. I wanted to kick that part.
"I had a dream," he murmured.
"Dream? I thought ghosts didn't dream, let alone sleep?"
He smiled a secretive smile. "You should know by now I'm different."
I sighed, "Okay. What did you dream about?"
"It wasn't a dream, per say, more of a memory. I finally remember how i died."
I looked over to him, "Care to share?"
He nodded ever so slightly, "I was a thief. It had only been a few weeks since my partner, Kuronue, had been killed during a raid. He bled to death because of a ruby pendent his mother had gave him. I had taken into custody when he died. I became careless. On my last raid to steal some king's gold, i dropped the pendent. I couldn't leave it, no matter how much my mind and instincts were telling me too. I died the same was Kuronue did. How ironic."
We sat in silence for a moment, basking in the peace of the moment. I was happy to finally know how he died, but at the same time sad for him. I rolled over and laid my head on his stomach, feeling the muscles jump in surprise. He sighed and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me up his body.
"With my last bit of energy, i drug my soul to the human world, intent on finding a body until i could get enough energy to become my own person again. I tried to take residence in a pregnant woman, but i was far to weak. Why i wasn't taken to the spirit world, i will never know. You see, back then the Human world and the Demon world were separate. I few years back they tore the barrier down. Now demons and humans mix. Its actually more peaceful than i had imagined it to be."
My brain processed the information. I guess the saying was true, you do learn something new everyday. It made me wonder who in my life I've met was actually a youkai. Guessing on the tingly feeling i get around some people, i was guessing quite a few. But it didn't make me feel scared, the world didn't seem to be going to Hell, not visibly anyway.
"You're quiet," Youko murmured through my hair, "what are you thinking?"
"Nothing," i said, "Nothing at all."
I felt him nod, "So, who was that kitsune? You said there was two..."
I rolled my eyes, somehow i knew he would bring that up again. "They were brothers. Shippou was the youngest, six and a half he said. His brother, Suuichii, was seventeen. Can you smell what breed of kitsune they were?"
He nodded again, "Red kitsunes."
"What makes them different?"
"All kitsunes have the power to manipulate plant life, Spirit Kitsunes more than most. Red kitsunes also have the power of fire, meaning they can engulf what they chose in their fire. Like weapons and body parts. Its not necessarily red fire, either. It could be color of any kind. Green, blue, purple, orange, yellow or red. Or a mixture of them all. Just depends on the Kitsune."
Interesting. "Cool,"
He chuckled, "Yes, very 'cool' indeed."
"So, can you still effect plant life?"
He snorted, "How do you think the plants in the green house are still alive?"
I blinked, "We have a green house?"
He shifted and looked down at me in disbelief. "You mean you didn't know?"
I sniffed, "Its a big house."
"Not that big, lover."
"Well, i tend to get lost a lot. I really didn't feel like exploring and-damnit, don't laugh at me!" i smacked him half heartily on the chest, a few giggles bubbling up despite what i said. A cat and a green house, what next? A damn golf coarse?!
"And I'm sure you also didn't know the man owned a cat?" he joked.
"..."
"Kagome?" he gaped at me, "you have got to be kidding? Little lover, I'm going to have to give you a tour, i guess." he shook his head at me, flicking the tip of my nose with his tongue.
"Eww!" I squeaked, wiping my nose on his chest, breathing in his sent. Rain and chocolate. I had no idea that that combination would smell so Divine. To good to be real. That though repeated its self like a broken record in my mind. I felt like kicking myself. How could i let myself care so much about someone, a someone who--to top it off--was dead? No one else could see him, unless they had high spirit awareness. Sometimes i felt myself wish i was just an ordinary human who had no idea a ghost was fallowing them. But then i mentally beat myself, i actually enjoy being around him. I haven't felt this happy since before my father died. Did I-? No, i couldn't love him...its not possible, is it?
He ran his fingers over my hair, his delicate claw scratching my scalp. "What are you thinking?" he asked again.
I answered him honestly. "That every good thing come to an end....and that i shouldn't like you as much as i do."
His hand faltered, then pulled away. I sat up to face him, scared that i had said a little to much on my feelings. He regarded me with serious eyes, grasping my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
"Idiot," he mumbled, tucking my head under his chin. He buried his nose in my hair, i could feel him smile. "I told you you would fall in love with me, never doubt my great powers and stunning good looks."
"Who the hell said i loved you?!" was my embarrassed muffled reply.
He pulled back. "Okay, then. You don't," he pushed me gently off of him, his eyes shining. He laid me back against the bed, leaning over me. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, "but you will."
...Then he was gone.
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When i woke the next morning, as Kazoku had said, everyone was gone. Thank heaven above. There was a post-it note stuck to my bedroom door.
-Hun,
Be good and don't burn the house down.
Mom
No 'i love you'? Hn, fine. I crumpled up the little yellow paper and threw it in the trash basket beside my bed. The house was quiet without the sound of Souta's video games, Kazoku's sucky oldies music and mom's annoying humming ringing throughout the house.
I flipped on the stereo, placed a CD of mixed music and turned up the volume. Finally. I had been wanting to do that since i walked into this creepy place. Blink182's All The Small Things blared from the speakers. I smirked and walked to my closet. I randomly grabbed some clothes--which turned out to be my trademark black pains and white tank that said on the front 'I don't suffer from insanity, i enjoy it'--and walked to the bathroom. I tried to extend my senses--I've never had training so i had no idea what i was doing--looking for Youko. I might like him, though he argued that i loved him, but i had no wish for him to watch me bathe.
I didn't feel him. Hopefully that meant he was sleeping, or whatever the hell ghosts do when their not bugging the crap outta ya. I brushed my teeth and got in and out of the shower quickly. I pulled on my clothes and the song changed, Flyleaf's Fully Alive. I left my hair to air dry and went to hook up the CD player to the house sound system, so I could here it down stairs. The clock flashed 12:55, time to eat.
I jogged down stairs to the kitchen. I fixed some cereal and took it into the living room. I wasn't supposed to eat in there...but who cares? I'm aloud to be bad sometimes, even if its minor. The living room's walls were a burgundy red, the floors a shiny oak. The fireplace was huge, red brick. A huge picture of the ocean hung above the mantel. The couch and love seat where in the middle of the room, parallel to each other, a black coffee table in the middle. The couch was a soft white leather.
I plopped down and ate my food. Cookie Crisp, yum. I finished my food, just siting the bowl down on the table when the door bell rang. I jumped and cursed softly under my breath. The clock on the other side of the room said 1:23. Damn, i took forever to eat. I was guessing it was the person Kazoku had asked to check up on me. I sighed and hoped the person didn't mind blaring music, `cause i sure as hell wasn't turning it down. Green Day's Wake me up when September ends was just starting.
I walked, half ran to the door. I slapped on what i hope to be a genuine smile and opened the door. Smile gone. What the hell-?
"You!"
"You!"
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T.B.C
A/N: Dude, i hope its not too obvious who it is at the door. -_-'' I hope the mentioning of the songs wasn't annoying. I kinda felt it necessary though, to get the full feeling of being there. R&R, please. I would really like some more feedback, what do ya'll think? Does it really suck that bad? Dear Lord, i hope not. It take fricken` forever to type up the chapters.
and before anyone says anything. Yes, rain and chocolate. Why? Because i can...and im trying to be original here, give me a break! >_<
Warnings: Language, fluff
A/N: Give me a break, my imagination died a long time ago. As for the kitsune breed thing, I made it up._^_
Kage Otome: They're separate people. And yes, Suuichi does know about demons. ^_^ he is a demon, a kitsune. So he's not part of Youko, but he's still a youkai..and he's related to Shippou. Youko's going to have some competition. I have some good ideas for this story, though they're a little sad and angsty. So I'm trying to get some fluff in. Confused? Yes, i seem to have that effect on people... A lemon will be coming in another chapter or two. I didn't want this story to be long, but my mind is disagreeing with me. Damn it, damn it to hell. >.<'
Updates might be slow again, i really, really, REALLLLY need to work on Into the Gekkou. At least my chapters are always long. ^^ Right? Right.
((I--again--didn't have time to proof-read, sorry. I'll edit it later.))
-Chapter five-
.:Kagome's prov:.
"Okay, here's there credit card," Kazoku said, handing me a sleek, black plastic card. "I know for a fact it works at ever store in town, so don't worry. It also has no limit, spend as much as you please, Kagome. Ohh, and the keys." he fumbled around in his pocket, then produced the small silver key. Hey laid it in my upturned palm. "The beetle has a full tank of gas, and has pretty good mileage, you shouldn't have to fill it up frequently." He smiled down at me, a fatherly smile. And i tried my best to give him a good one back. It must have worked, his eyes lit up.
Kazoku had bombarded me as soon as i came in the door, giving me instructions and what to do while they were away. I seriously had no idea he owned a cat. Asagi, the cat, was walking lazily between my legs. She was cute enough, black in color with the same colored eyes as Suuichii. Damn, i was thinking to much on him.
"Also," he continued, "At the request of your mother, have asked someone to check up on you ever now and then. Don't get that look, they wont stay longer than ten minutes, i assure you. Just to make sure you intact and the house isn't burnt down. I trust you with my home, but you mother insisted. I'm sorry, Kagome."
I sighed and waved him off, "Don't worry, i know how she gets. Though I'm glad to know you trust me."
He nodded, "Okay, then. That's all. We should be back in two weeks time. I know you like you alone time, so this should be good for you. The plane leaves at noon tomorrow, we will leave around 9:30 to get there in time. So if you wake up and we're already gone, don't fret. All the numbers you need to contact us are on the counter in the kitchen. Feel free to go anywhere and do anything you like, just keep the house clean and strait and everything will be okay." he patted my head and left the room.
__________________________________________________
Youko watched as I ripped the pens out of their packets and placed them in my desk drawer, along with the sketch pad. I placed the new books on them table beside my bed, i would read them later. My clock told me it was 4:04PM, to me it felt oh so much later. With a sigh i plopped on the bed beside a silent Youko.
"You smell like a kitsune."
"A what?" my words were muffled by the bed comforter.
"A kitsune. You smell like a kitsune." I could here the frown in his voice. I sat up, staring at him. I absently sniffed my clothes. "A normal human wouldn't be able to smell it." i stopped my assault.
"So? Why do i smell like a...kitsune?"
He crossed his arms, looking at me from the corner of his eye. Jealousy flashed in his sun-kissed orbs. "Because, you have recently come in contact with one."
"You're a kitsune right?"
"Yes,"
I snapped my fingers, "Then that it! Their aura had the same feeling yours does! Anyone that hot with hair that red had to be youkai..." I mumbled.
"What?" Youko growled. Dude, did i say that aloud?
"Nothing," i squeaked. "They were at the park, one of them was young, like six. Youkai age different, right? I was wondering why he sounded so...smart."
He looked relieved that one of them was only a child. I wasn't so sure if i wanted to tell him the age of Suuichii. He gave me a look, i ignored it. "My family is leaving for two weeks," yes, changing the subject is always a good way to go.
He suddenly got an evil glint in his eyes. "Yes, my little lover, i know." I wasn't so sure i liked the way he said 'lover'. "Ohh, all the things i could teach you in two weeks. My, my, you're going to become such a skilled lover before the time is up." I blushed harshly and jerked a pillow in his direction. Right through him it went, all i got was him sticking that lovely tongue out at me. I wonder ho-- never mind.
I beat my blush down with the proverbial stick and laid back. Youko floated over to my side, 'laid' down beside me and his image shimmered, becoming solid as he had that same morning. He folded his arms behind his head and looked over at me.
"Hn. My family's still here, you're not 'teaching' me a damn thing."
He pouted, but didn't make a move toward me. Part of me wished he would. I wanted to kick that part.
"I had a dream," he murmured.
"Dream? I thought ghosts didn't dream, let alone sleep?"
He smiled a secretive smile. "You should know by now I'm different."
I sighed, "Okay. What did you dream about?"
"It wasn't a dream, per say, more of a memory. I finally remember how i died."
I looked over to him, "Care to share?"
He nodded ever so slightly, "I was a thief. It had only been a few weeks since my partner, Kuronue, had been killed during a raid. He bled to death because of a ruby pendent his mother had gave him. I had taken into custody when he died. I became careless. On my last raid to steal some king's gold, i dropped the pendent. I couldn't leave it, no matter how much my mind and instincts were telling me too. I died the same was Kuronue did. How ironic."
We sat in silence for a moment, basking in the peace of the moment. I was happy to finally know how he died, but at the same time sad for him. I rolled over and laid my head on his stomach, feeling the muscles jump in surprise. He sighed and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me up his body.
"With my last bit of energy, i drug my soul to the human world, intent on finding a body until i could get enough energy to become my own person again. I tried to take residence in a pregnant woman, but i was far to weak. Why i wasn't taken to the spirit world, i will never know. You see, back then the Human world and the Demon world were separate. I few years back they tore the barrier down. Now demons and humans mix. Its actually more peaceful than i had imagined it to be."
My brain processed the information. I guess the saying was true, you do learn something new everyday. It made me wonder who in my life I've met was actually a youkai. Guessing on the tingly feeling i get around some people, i was guessing quite a few. But it didn't make me feel scared, the world didn't seem to be going to Hell, not visibly anyway.
"You're quiet," Youko murmured through my hair, "what are you thinking?"
"Nothing," i said, "Nothing at all."
I felt him nod, "So, who was that kitsune? You said there was two..."
I rolled my eyes, somehow i knew he would bring that up again. "They were brothers. Shippou was the youngest, six and a half he said. His brother, Suuichii, was seventeen. Can you smell what breed of kitsune they were?"
He nodded again, "Red kitsunes."
"What makes them different?"
"All kitsunes have the power to manipulate plant life, Spirit Kitsunes more than most. Red kitsunes also have the power of fire, meaning they can engulf what they chose in their fire. Like weapons and body parts. Its not necessarily red fire, either. It could be color of any kind. Green, blue, purple, orange, yellow or red. Or a mixture of them all. Just depends on the Kitsune."
Interesting. "Cool,"
He chuckled, "Yes, very 'cool' indeed."
"So, can you still effect plant life?"
He snorted, "How do you think the plants in the green house are still alive?"
I blinked, "We have a green house?"
He shifted and looked down at me in disbelief. "You mean you didn't know?"
I sniffed, "Its a big house."
"Not that big, lover."
"Well, i tend to get lost a lot. I really didn't feel like exploring and-damnit, don't laugh at me!" i smacked him half heartily on the chest, a few giggles bubbling up despite what i said. A cat and a green house, what next? A damn golf coarse?!
"And I'm sure you also didn't know the man owned a cat?" he joked.
"..."
"Kagome?" he gaped at me, "you have got to be kidding? Little lover, I'm going to have to give you a tour, i guess." he shook his head at me, flicking the tip of my nose with his tongue.
"Eww!" I squeaked, wiping my nose on his chest, breathing in his sent. Rain and chocolate. I had no idea that that combination would smell so Divine. To good to be real. That though repeated its self like a broken record in my mind. I felt like kicking myself. How could i let myself care so much about someone, a someone who--to top it off--was dead? No one else could see him, unless they had high spirit awareness. Sometimes i felt myself wish i was just an ordinary human who had no idea a ghost was fallowing them. But then i mentally beat myself, i actually enjoy being around him. I haven't felt this happy since before my father died. Did I-? No, i couldn't love him...its not possible, is it?
He ran his fingers over my hair, his delicate claw scratching my scalp. "What are you thinking?" he asked again.
I answered him honestly. "That every good thing come to an end....and that i shouldn't like you as much as i do."
His hand faltered, then pulled away. I sat up to face him, scared that i had said a little to much on my feelings. He regarded me with serious eyes, grasping my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
"Idiot," he mumbled, tucking my head under his chin. He buried his nose in my hair, i could feel him smile. "I told you you would fall in love with me, never doubt my great powers and stunning good looks."
"Who the hell said i loved you?!" was my embarrassed muffled reply.
He pulled back. "Okay, then. You don't," he pushed me gently off of him, his eyes shining. He laid me back against the bed, leaning over me. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, "but you will."
...Then he was gone.
____________________________________________________________ _____
When i woke the next morning, as Kazoku had said, everyone was gone. Thank heaven above. There was a post-it note stuck to my bedroom door.
-Hun,
Be good and don't burn the house down.
Mom
No 'i love you'? Hn, fine. I crumpled up the little yellow paper and threw it in the trash basket beside my bed. The house was quiet without the sound of Souta's video games, Kazoku's sucky oldies music and mom's annoying humming ringing throughout the house.
I flipped on the stereo, placed a CD of mixed music and turned up the volume. Finally. I had been wanting to do that since i walked into this creepy place. Blink182's All The Small Things blared from the speakers. I smirked and walked to my closet. I randomly grabbed some clothes--which turned out to be my trademark black pains and white tank that said on the front 'I don't suffer from insanity, i enjoy it'--and walked to the bathroom. I tried to extend my senses--I've never had training so i had no idea what i was doing--looking for Youko. I might like him, though he argued that i loved him, but i had no wish for him to watch me bathe.
I didn't feel him. Hopefully that meant he was sleeping, or whatever the hell ghosts do when their not bugging the crap outta ya. I brushed my teeth and got in and out of the shower quickly. I pulled on my clothes and the song changed, Flyleaf's Fully Alive. I left my hair to air dry and went to hook up the CD player to the house sound system, so I could here it down stairs. The clock flashed 12:55, time to eat.
I jogged down stairs to the kitchen. I fixed some cereal and took it into the living room. I wasn't supposed to eat in there...but who cares? I'm aloud to be bad sometimes, even if its minor. The living room's walls were a burgundy red, the floors a shiny oak. The fireplace was huge, red brick. A huge picture of the ocean hung above the mantel. The couch and love seat where in the middle of the room, parallel to each other, a black coffee table in the middle. The couch was a soft white leather.
I plopped down and ate my food. Cookie Crisp, yum. I finished my food, just siting the bowl down on the table when the door bell rang. I jumped and cursed softly under my breath. The clock on the other side of the room said 1:23. Damn, i took forever to eat. I was guessing it was the person Kazoku had asked to check up on me. I sighed and hoped the person didn't mind blaring music, `cause i sure as hell wasn't turning it down. Green Day's Wake me up when September ends was just starting.
I walked, half ran to the door. I slapped on what i hope to be a genuine smile and opened the door. Smile gone. What the hell-?
"You!"
"You!"
___________________________ ___________________
T.B.C
A/N: Dude, i hope its not too obvious who it is at the door. -_-'' I hope the mentioning of the songs wasn't annoying. I kinda felt it necessary though, to get the full feeling of being there. R&R, please. I would really like some more feedback, what do ya'll think? Does it really suck that bad? Dear Lord, i hope not. It take fricken` forever to type up the chapters.
and before anyone says anything. Yes, rain and chocolate. Why? Because i can...and im trying to be original here, give me a break! >_<