InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kaleidoscope ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Shi-no-tenshi 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.18.2007 | Updated On: 03.19.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 808 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.18.2007 | Updated On: 03.19.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 808 | Status: Work In Progress
Kaleidoscope
Warning: Language, OOC-ness
-Chapter Three: Paint by Number-
Kagome's brow frowned as she watched the giant T.V screen in-front of her. The hand holding the remote twitched, and a sigh escaped her lips. Her head spun as her eyes fallowed the pencil in the red-headed teens hand as it moved smoothly over the paper. Kagome jumped when he abruptly stopped and moved the paper quickly away from him, and moved onto his next assignment. Once the lead touched the paper, it never left until he was finished. He was upset.
Kagome sighed again.
Koenma frowned over his paper work as the sound reached his ears. He wanted to call out to her, like her usually did, and tell her she got off easy. The miko had watched Kurama for a good eight years, and in that time, she was barely allowed to move from that spot on the small sofa she was currently sitting in. Everything comes with a price, he would say, and hers was to watch the boy to make sure the kitsune soul in his body didn't do anything to affect human life. And so far, the spirit fox had yet to make an appearance--but Kurama was only eight-teen, there was plenty of time to mess up.
Kagome hadn't been to Ningenkai since the day at the hospital, his father had pulled her from her duties as a reaper, leaving her to loaf around his office all day, watching Kurama do his daily tasks--since his office housed the only T.V that would pick up human world. He remembered when the girl had asked for one in her own room, but Enma had said that doing so, Koenma wouldn't be able to keep an eye on her. So, in turn, the small prince was baby-sitting as well.
He looked up as Kagome ran her free hand through her black hair. Kurama rose gracefully from his desk, homework finished, he nodded to himself, then quickly grabbed his coat, and walked out of his bedroom. He was going to the hospital. Again.
"...Who's going to do it?" Kagome's soft voice filtered through the room, speaking to Koenma for the first time that day.
"Do what?" he asked back, already knowing what she was talking about.
"Reap his mother. She's dying, right?" The girl toyed with the remote in her hands, her blue eyes never leaving the screen. Kurama was practically speeding through the streets. 'I hope he doesn't get a ticket....'
Koenma placed his stamper down on his desk, and sat back, folding his hands over his stomach. "Actually, Kagome, I've been wanting to talk to you about it." She turned her head slightly, to show she was listing, and he continued. "My father addressed me about it a few days ago..." he paused, wringing his hands. "He wants you to do it." He murmured softly, almost hoping she didn't hear.
She jerked up quickly, the remote falling from her hands to crash on the floor, batteries rolling from the broken pieces to bumps her bare feet. Her eyes widened, causing more white to show, and she turned around in her seat, to glare at the now-turned teen prince. She figured he turned to intimidate her, if anything, it helped her yell at him.
"Its wrong of you to ask me of this, Koenma." She bit out, her blunt nails digging into the plush leather covering the couch.
Koenma's gaze was unwavering, almost harsh on her, and she wanted to flinch away. "Kagome, don't push this on me. You know its my father, and what he says in law. It would not be wise to disobey him again." He said, recalling how furious he was when he learned that Kagome dint kill the boy. "He can, and will give you a much harsher punishment then sitting in-front of a T.V all day, and you know it."
Her teeth clinched as the truth tried to wedge itself in her mind. She knew the junior prince was right, but how could he ask her? And so late in the game! He's known for a while, she thought bitterly. Just as she watched Kurama, she watched Shiori too, and in some ways, have come to think of her a mother as well. She flinched at the thought, berating herself. She'd told herself, over and over, not to get attached.
Koenma watched as she let her head rest on the back of the couch. "When?" she asked, her voice sounding small and defeated. She would to it, she didn't want to think of what purgatory for a thousand years was like.
"Now."
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< i>'She looks very frail, Human.'
-That she does.-
Kurama looked down at his mother, his hand coming to brush away her wet bangs as they stuck to her forehead. Shiori moaned lightly and turned her head away at the sudden contact, eyes clinching shut.
She had been in the hospital for two weeks now, and he knew that if she got better--she will get better, the kitsune corrected, she she would worry and fret over the hospital bills. His eyes wandered to her arms, and he reached out to ghost over the jagged scars marring his mother's skin. He remembered when she took that fall for him, when he was just a kid, though in the in he still broke an ankle. But this human woman had but him in-front of herself, a selfless act that still, to this day, puzzled and warmed his heart.
Shiori coughed, jarring Kurama out of his thoughts. He bent over her, and laid the back of his hand on her cheek. She was burning up. No improvement. He sighed, resisting the urge to growl in frustration.
"Mother?" he called out calmly, watching as the woman in question turned her head to his voice, keeping her eyes closed. "Would you like some water?" When she nodded, he straighted up, adjusted his pink school uniform, and walked briskly out of the room in search of water.
Just as the hospital door clicked shut, a portal opened up in the middle of the room, and a nurse outfit-clad Kagome stepped into the room. The portal shut promptly behind her as she made her way over to the bedside. She peered over the sickly woman's face and almost smiled. This woman had taken care of her son well. The miko raised her hand to touch her arm, feeling her death magick surge though her, and she pulled back, alarmed.
'Am i really going to do this? Can i bring myself to kill this lovely woman just because that god-damned jerk said so? Who is he to tell me what to do?' She fumed silently, cursing the fact that Enma did had the power and authority to tell her to do as he please, of course, she still had free-will, and could do as she wanted. But she shuddered at the thought of what the king would do to her this time if she failed to do as told.
She reached down again, closing her eyes as the familiar power sprang up again.
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'Death!' Youko hissed, Kurama could just see him bare his teeth in warning. 'She's back, human, i feel her powers!'
Kurama snapped his head up, the empty cup falling out of his hands at the loud shouts of a frantic Youko.
-Calm down!- he shouted back, trying to sort out all the thinks the fox spirit was saying. -Death? You mean that girl we saw back when i hurt my leg?- Of course he remembered her, Youko sent him dreams of her for weeks, thoroughly tainting the boys mind. He was way to young for that back then.
'Are you stupid, boy? Get back to the woman, before its too late!-
But before he could make any moves himself, Youko took over his motor skills and ran towards the room his mother resided in. It was the first time the kitsune had thought of the human as his mother, and it shocked Kurama, but not enough for him to lose sight of what was happening. He could feel it now, the death power he was yapping about, it surged through him, as though it was his own. That couldn't be good.
Busy doctors barely sparred him a glance as he flew down the corridor, stopped at a door and flung it open.
Kagome stopped her hands decent and pulled back her powers and looked up, eyes going wide. She stumbled back as the red-headed teens eyes flashed gold.
'Inu-Yasha..?' She thought with a trimmer.
The door slammed shut behind him and Kurama glared at the woman disguised as a nurse. She looked the same, as far as he could remember, but then, the dead don't age, do they? He watched as Kagome looked from him to his mother, and Youko growled, charging her before Kurama could protest.
Kagome yelped in fright as the boy she'd watched for all theses years jumped her, sending them both crashing to the floor. Her head banged against the tiled floors, making her head swim as Kurama's fingers wrapped around her throat. She gasped, her human body needed to breathe, and the fox was making that impossible. Her hands clawed at his vice-like grip, and his teeth clinched.
"You cannot have her," Youko's voice growled, eyes going red. Kagome could barely register a thought, she'd never seen him act like this. She clinched her eyes shut, maybe she deserved this.
A dull 'thump' sounded in the room and Kagome's eyes opened as the boy above slumped forward, causing her to grunt uncomfortably as his whole weight settled on her. She looked over his shoulder to see Botan, wielding her oar as a bat, ready to strike again if needed. Her eyes were wild with adrenaline, and her face flushed, and Kagome had never been so happy to see her.
She pushed the unconscious body off her, and took the ferry girls hand as she offered it.
"Your throat.." Botan murmured, pointing to the bruises already forming on Kagome's pale skin. The miko reached up and touched where Kurama had his hands moments before, and frowned.
"I'm fine," she muttered mad at herself for needing Botan of all people to rescue her. Voicing her thoughts, she looked at Kurama's body. "I could have purified him, if i wanted to."
The blue haired girl flipped open her communicator. "So why didn't you?"
Kagome walked over to Shiori. She was sleeping now, but her head tossed and turned with her dreams. "I don't know. I didn't even have time to think, i guess it just didn't occur to me." She brushed her bangs back with her hand, sighing. "Until now, of course."
A portal opened just as she turned around, and two ogres stepped out, and Botan directed them to the unmoving form Kurama. The picked him up, none to gently, and stepped back through the portal, It remained open, though. Botan pocketed her communicator and looked at Shiori, then Kagome. "Do what you need to do." She reminded her friend, nodding to the sick woman.
'Should i go through with it? Even after what just happened?'
Kagome nodded numbly at her companion, and reached over to run her hand down the length of the womans arm, sending a good amount of Death in her veins. She smiled sadly as Shiroi opened her eyes slightly, sending Kagome a weak, but beaming smile.
"What a pretty angel of death.." she muttered, her eyes already closing again. But Kagome had already walked through the portal.
She didn't look back as Shiori flat-lined.
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Kurama's eyes drifted open slowly, then shut quickly as the harsh glare of light attempted to blind him. His head ached, and could already feel a small lump forming on his temple. He shouldn't have attacked the girl like that, the reasonable part of his mind screamed, he could have killed her. But it was either her or his Mother, the other side argued, and she was death, he couldn't have killed her.
-Youko?- He paused, waiting for an answer. The space that always seemed to be filled with the creature he called Youko seemed to be empty. He suddenly felt very hallow.
He opened his eyes again, the light not as bright now, and looked down at his bound hands. Sticky ofudas lined the rope around his wrists, and something clicked in his mind. No wonder Youko wasn't talking, he was most likely unconscious, or unable to speak. Ofuda's paralyze Youkai, and since there was a demon spirit inside him, he supposed he was lucky to even be awake.
"Ahh, i see you've awoke." A voice called, pointing out the obvious. Kurama lifted his head, realizing he was propped up in a chair, in-front of a desk covered in paper work. Two ogres stood beside a brown haired-teen with a pacifier, a Blue-haired, pink eyed ferry girl. And Kagome, who stood off more to the side, and when his eyes landed on her, she seemed to shrink into herself. She wouldn't look at him.
"Indeed," he responded, his voice cracking slightly.
Kagome pushed off the wall and started to walk out of the room, "I'll get some water.." she mumbled.
"That's okay," he snapped, causing her to stop mid step. "I need nothing from the hands who tried to kill my mother." A growl built up in his throat, but he held it back. He watched as tears formed behind her eyes, but she didn't cry, she just blinked them away and kept her head down as she walked back to her previous spot. He almost felt sorry for her. Almost.
Koenma cleared his throat, and gave Kagome a pointed look. Would she be able to tell him that his mother had already passed? From the panicked look on her face, he guessed not. His gaze shifted over to Botan, who nodded curtly, taking the responsibility from her friend's shoulders.
"Your mother has already passed on, Suuichi-san." She watched as his eyes widened in shock, and then how they shot to the nervous form of Kagome. She continued, "She declined to to become a reaper--or even a receptionist. She opted for being reincarnated. I'm sure her soul has already been re-born. You've been knocked out for over three hours, and something as simple as reincarnation doesn't take more then a few moments." Botan wearily looked over at Kagome, who had her head down, bangs covering her eyes. She didn't see how Kurama blushed an angry red, or how he tugged and pulled on his binds, trying to get loose. He managed to wiggle out of the chair in the process, falling to the floor with a mute thud.
The ogres moved from behind the group to grasp the red-heads arms, and hoisted him up to his feet. Koenma stood as well, chewing on his pacifier thoughtfully. "For attacking a reaper, i can have you put away for a long time in a youkai prison, and I'm sure your companion knows what that's like.." he trailed off, watching as the avatar continued to struggle against the guards. Kagomes ofuda's were pretty weak, compared to what he knew she was capable of. She must be extremely distressed on how the boy was acting. She had watched him grow up, he would've been surprised if Kagome had no feelings towards the boy and his now deceased mother. He hid his smile as Kagome's head snapped up at his mention of jail-time.
"But," he continued, watching as he slowly stopped moving. His head hung limply, fiery bangs shielding his eyes. "I'm not going to do that, mainly because i would never get any peace from Kagome." He shot her a glance and she mutely looked at him, most likely wondering what he was getting at. "In exchange for a couple hundred years in a cell block, you will become my newest addition to the Spirit Detectives." Kurama looked up, his brow frowned in confusion.
"Elaborate." He murmured, casting a glance at a shocked Kagome.
Koenma sat back down, seeing as the boy was calming, and most likely not going to try and harm Kagome at the time. "You will assist my current SD's in random missions. Investigating demonic cases in the Human realm. Can't have anyone trying to rule all three worlds, now, can we?" He gave Kurama a stern look. "Onto the Terms and Conditions. You cannot harm Kagome. One, because she is dead, and you cant kill her. And two, she already risked her freedom when she let you live..If she would have let Shiori live, it would have been a possibility of a thousands of years in purgatory for her." Koenma watched as he filed the information just given to him. And after a moment, he nodded.
"I will not harm her." He said, still looking at the miko. She avoided his eyes at all costs, she didn't want to see the hatred that resided there, and she didn't even want to think about what would happen once she took the ofuda's off. She knew Kurama was very much human now without Youko's momentary influence, and she figured he would still kill her in a heart-beat if he could.
Koenma nodded approvingly and gestured for Kagome to remove the seals. She gave a small nod and moved forward. Bending down, she made quick work of the binds. When they fell to the floor in a heap, he rubbed the small rope burns on his wrist from his struggles. A soft hand hesitantly hovered over the red skin, and a pink glow encased Kagome's finger tips. When Kurama didn't jerk back, she touched her fingers to his wrists softly, allowing her healing powers to calm and soothe the stings. She wasn't trained enough to get rid of the burns completely.
Kagome moved to rise when Kurama's hand shot out to grab her own wrist. Koenma raised his hand to ward off the ogres as they moved in to restrain the boy. Kagome looked down, her eyes unwillingly meeting his.
'I'm so sorry,' her eyes said.
-I know. But forgiveness is long to come- his said back.
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T.B.C
A/N: You all know I'm sorry for the wait, and i have to say, it would have been a longer wait if my brain hadn't thrown me a proverbial bone. I thought of this chapter while lying in bed last night, trying to go to sleep. I was worried by the time i got up, i would have forgotten about it. But, nope, it was actually the first thing i thought about when i woke. *o* I hope you all enjoyed it, and if you have any questions, PM or e-mail me. Thanks for reading.
Warning: Language, OOC-ness
-Chapter Three: Paint by Number-
Kagome's brow frowned as she watched the giant T.V screen in-front of her. The hand holding the remote twitched, and a sigh escaped her lips. Her head spun as her eyes fallowed the pencil in the red-headed teens hand as it moved smoothly over the paper. Kagome jumped when he abruptly stopped and moved the paper quickly away from him, and moved onto his next assignment. Once the lead touched the paper, it never left until he was finished. He was upset.
Kagome sighed again.
Koenma frowned over his paper work as the sound reached his ears. He wanted to call out to her, like her usually did, and tell her she got off easy. The miko had watched Kurama for a good eight years, and in that time, she was barely allowed to move from that spot on the small sofa she was currently sitting in. Everything comes with a price, he would say, and hers was to watch the boy to make sure the kitsune soul in his body didn't do anything to affect human life. And so far, the spirit fox had yet to make an appearance--but Kurama was only eight-teen, there was plenty of time to mess up.
Kagome hadn't been to Ningenkai since the day at the hospital, his father had pulled her from her duties as a reaper, leaving her to loaf around his office all day, watching Kurama do his daily tasks--since his office housed the only T.V that would pick up human world. He remembered when the girl had asked for one in her own room, but Enma had said that doing so, Koenma wouldn't be able to keep an eye on her. So, in turn, the small prince was baby-sitting as well.
He looked up as Kagome ran her free hand through her black hair. Kurama rose gracefully from his desk, homework finished, he nodded to himself, then quickly grabbed his coat, and walked out of his bedroom. He was going to the hospital. Again.
"...Who's going to do it?" Kagome's soft voice filtered through the room, speaking to Koenma for the first time that day.
"Do what?" he asked back, already knowing what she was talking about.
"Reap his mother. She's dying, right?" The girl toyed with the remote in her hands, her blue eyes never leaving the screen. Kurama was practically speeding through the streets. 'I hope he doesn't get a ticket....'
Koenma placed his stamper down on his desk, and sat back, folding his hands over his stomach. "Actually, Kagome, I've been wanting to talk to you about it." She turned her head slightly, to show she was listing, and he continued. "My father addressed me about it a few days ago..." he paused, wringing his hands. "He wants you to do it." He murmured softly, almost hoping she didn't hear.
She jerked up quickly, the remote falling from her hands to crash on the floor, batteries rolling from the broken pieces to bumps her bare feet. Her eyes widened, causing more white to show, and she turned around in her seat, to glare at the now-turned teen prince. She figured he turned to intimidate her, if anything, it helped her yell at him.
"Its wrong of you to ask me of this, Koenma." She bit out, her blunt nails digging into the plush leather covering the couch.
Koenma's gaze was unwavering, almost harsh on her, and she wanted to flinch away. "Kagome, don't push this on me. You know its my father, and what he says in law. It would not be wise to disobey him again." He said, recalling how furious he was when he learned that Kagome dint kill the boy. "He can, and will give you a much harsher punishment then sitting in-front of a T.V all day, and you know it."
Her teeth clinched as the truth tried to wedge itself in her mind. She knew the junior prince was right, but how could he ask her? And so late in the game! He's known for a while, she thought bitterly. Just as she watched Kurama, she watched Shiori too, and in some ways, have come to think of her a mother as well. She flinched at the thought, berating herself. She'd told herself, over and over, not to get attached.
Koenma watched as she let her head rest on the back of the couch. "When?" she asked, her voice sounding small and defeated. She would to it, she didn't want to think of what purgatory for a thousand years was like.
"Now."
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< i>'She looks very frail, Human.'
-That she does.-
Kurama looked down at his mother, his hand coming to brush away her wet bangs as they stuck to her forehead. Shiori moaned lightly and turned her head away at the sudden contact, eyes clinching shut.
She had been in the hospital for two weeks now, and he knew that if she got better--she will get better, the kitsune corrected, she she would worry and fret over the hospital bills. His eyes wandered to her arms, and he reached out to ghost over the jagged scars marring his mother's skin. He remembered when she took that fall for him, when he was just a kid, though in the in he still broke an ankle. But this human woman had but him in-front of herself, a selfless act that still, to this day, puzzled and warmed his heart.
Shiori coughed, jarring Kurama out of his thoughts. He bent over her, and laid the back of his hand on her cheek. She was burning up. No improvement. He sighed, resisting the urge to growl in frustration.
"Mother?" he called out calmly, watching as the woman in question turned her head to his voice, keeping her eyes closed. "Would you like some water?" When she nodded, he straighted up, adjusted his pink school uniform, and walked briskly out of the room in search of water.
Just as the hospital door clicked shut, a portal opened up in the middle of the room, and a nurse outfit-clad Kagome stepped into the room. The portal shut promptly behind her as she made her way over to the bedside. She peered over the sickly woman's face and almost smiled. This woman had taken care of her son well. The miko raised her hand to touch her arm, feeling her death magick surge though her, and she pulled back, alarmed.
'Am i really going to do this? Can i bring myself to kill this lovely woman just because that god-damned jerk said so? Who is he to tell me what to do?' She fumed silently, cursing the fact that Enma did had the power and authority to tell her to do as he please, of course, she still had free-will, and could do as she wanted. But she shuddered at the thought of what the king would do to her this time if she failed to do as told.
She reached down again, closing her eyes as the familiar power sprang up again.
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'Death!' Youko hissed, Kurama could just see him bare his teeth in warning. 'She's back, human, i feel her powers!'
Kurama snapped his head up, the empty cup falling out of his hands at the loud shouts of a frantic Youko.
-Calm down!- he shouted back, trying to sort out all the thinks the fox spirit was saying. -Death? You mean that girl we saw back when i hurt my leg?- Of course he remembered her, Youko sent him dreams of her for weeks, thoroughly tainting the boys mind. He was way to young for that back then.
'Are you stupid, boy? Get back to the woman, before its too late!-
But before he could make any moves himself, Youko took over his motor skills and ran towards the room his mother resided in. It was the first time the kitsune had thought of the human as his mother, and it shocked Kurama, but not enough for him to lose sight of what was happening. He could feel it now, the death power he was yapping about, it surged through him, as though it was his own. That couldn't be good.
Busy doctors barely sparred him a glance as he flew down the corridor, stopped at a door and flung it open.
Kagome stopped her hands decent and pulled back her powers and looked up, eyes going wide. She stumbled back as the red-headed teens eyes flashed gold.
'Inu-Yasha..?' She thought with a trimmer.
The door slammed shut behind him and Kurama glared at the woman disguised as a nurse. She looked the same, as far as he could remember, but then, the dead don't age, do they? He watched as Kagome looked from him to his mother, and Youko growled, charging her before Kurama could protest.
Kagome yelped in fright as the boy she'd watched for all theses years jumped her, sending them both crashing to the floor. Her head banged against the tiled floors, making her head swim as Kurama's fingers wrapped around her throat. She gasped, her human body needed to breathe, and the fox was making that impossible. Her hands clawed at his vice-like grip, and his teeth clinched.
"You cannot have her," Youko's voice growled, eyes going red. Kagome could barely register a thought, she'd never seen him act like this. She clinched her eyes shut, maybe she deserved this.
A dull 'thump' sounded in the room and Kagome's eyes opened as the boy above slumped forward, causing her to grunt uncomfortably as his whole weight settled on her. She looked over his shoulder to see Botan, wielding her oar as a bat, ready to strike again if needed. Her eyes were wild with adrenaline, and her face flushed, and Kagome had never been so happy to see her.
She pushed the unconscious body off her, and took the ferry girls hand as she offered it.
"Your throat.." Botan murmured, pointing to the bruises already forming on Kagome's pale skin. The miko reached up and touched where Kurama had his hands moments before, and frowned.
"I'm fine," she muttered mad at herself for needing Botan of all people to rescue her. Voicing her thoughts, she looked at Kurama's body. "I could have purified him, if i wanted to."
The blue haired girl flipped open her communicator. "So why didn't you?"
Kagome walked over to Shiori. She was sleeping now, but her head tossed and turned with her dreams. "I don't know. I didn't even have time to think, i guess it just didn't occur to me." She brushed her bangs back with her hand, sighing. "Until now, of course."
A portal opened just as she turned around, and two ogres stepped out, and Botan directed them to the unmoving form Kurama. The picked him up, none to gently, and stepped back through the portal, It remained open, though. Botan pocketed her communicator and looked at Shiori, then Kagome. "Do what you need to do." She reminded her friend, nodding to the sick woman.
'Should i go through with it? Even after what just happened?'
Kagome nodded numbly at her companion, and reached over to run her hand down the length of the womans arm, sending a good amount of Death in her veins. She smiled sadly as Shiroi opened her eyes slightly, sending Kagome a weak, but beaming smile.
"What a pretty angel of death.." she muttered, her eyes already closing again. But Kagome had already walked through the portal.
She didn't look back as Shiori flat-lined.
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Kurama's eyes drifted open slowly, then shut quickly as the harsh glare of light attempted to blind him. His head ached, and could already feel a small lump forming on his temple. He shouldn't have attacked the girl like that, the reasonable part of his mind screamed, he could have killed her. But it was either her or his Mother, the other side argued, and she was death, he couldn't have killed her.
-Youko?- He paused, waiting for an answer. The space that always seemed to be filled with the creature he called Youko seemed to be empty. He suddenly felt very hallow.
He opened his eyes again, the light not as bright now, and looked down at his bound hands. Sticky ofudas lined the rope around his wrists, and something clicked in his mind. No wonder Youko wasn't talking, he was most likely unconscious, or unable to speak. Ofuda's paralyze Youkai, and since there was a demon spirit inside him, he supposed he was lucky to even be awake.
"Ahh, i see you've awoke." A voice called, pointing out the obvious. Kurama lifted his head, realizing he was propped up in a chair, in-front of a desk covered in paper work. Two ogres stood beside a brown haired-teen with a pacifier, a Blue-haired, pink eyed ferry girl. And Kagome, who stood off more to the side, and when his eyes landed on her, she seemed to shrink into herself. She wouldn't look at him.
"Indeed," he responded, his voice cracking slightly.
Kagome pushed off the wall and started to walk out of the room, "I'll get some water.." she mumbled.
"That's okay," he snapped, causing her to stop mid step. "I need nothing from the hands who tried to kill my mother." A growl built up in his throat, but he held it back. He watched as tears formed behind her eyes, but she didn't cry, she just blinked them away and kept her head down as she walked back to her previous spot. He almost felt sorry for her. Almost.
Koenma cleared his throat, and gave Kagome a pointed look. Would she be able to tell him that his mother had already passed? From the panicked look on her face, he guessed not. His gaze shifted over to Botan, who nodded curtly, taking the responsibility from her friend's shoulders.
"Your mother has already passed on, Suuichi-san." She watched as his eyes widened in shock, and then how they shot to the nervous form of Kagome. She continued, "She declined to to become a reaper--or even a receptionist. She opted for being reincarnated. I'm sure her soul has already been re-born. You've been knocked out for over three hours, and something as simple as reincarnation doesn't take more then a few moments." Botan wearily looked over at Kagome, who had her head down, bangs covering her eyes. She didn't see how Kurama blushed an angry red, or how he tugged and pulled on his binds, trying to get loose. He managed to wiggle out of the chair in the process, falling to the floor with a mute thud.
The ogres moved from behind the group to grasp the red-heads arms, and hoisted him up to his feet. Koenma stood as well, chewing on his pacifier thoughtfully. "For attacking a reaper, i can have you put away for a long time in a youkai prison, and I'm sure your companion knows what that's like.." he trailed off, watching as the avatar continued to struggle against the guards. Kagomes ofuda's were pretty weak, compared to what he knew she was capable of. She must be extremely distressed on how the boy was acting. She had watched him grow up, he would've been surprised if Kagome had no feelings towards the boy and his now deceased mother. He hid his smile as Kagome's head snapped up at his mention of jail-time.
"But," he continued, watching as he slowly stopped moving. His head hung limply, fiery bangs shielding his eyes. "I'm not going to do that, mainly because i would never get any peace from Kagome." He shot her a glance and she mutely looked at him, most likely wondering what he was getting at. "In exchange for a couple hundred years in a cell block, you will become my newest addition to the Spirit Detectives." Kurama looked up, his brow frowned in confusion.
"Elaborate." He murmured, casting a glance at a shocked Kagome.
Koenma sat back down, seeing as the boy was calming, and most likely not going to try and harm Kagome at the time. "You will assist my current SD's in random missions. Investigating demonic cases in the Human realm. Can't have anyone trying to rule all three worlds, now, can we?" He gave Kurama a stern look. "Onto the Terms and Conditions. You cannot harm Kagome. One, because she is dead, and you cant kill her. And two, she already risked her freedom when she let you live..If she would have let Shiori live, it would have been a possibility of a thousands of years in purgatory for her." Koenma watched as he filed the information just given to him. And after a moment, he nodded.
"I will not harm her." He said, still looking at the miko. She avoided his eyes at all costs, she didn't want to see the hatred that resided there, and she didn't even want to think about what would happen once she took the ofuda's off. She knew Kurama was very much human now without Youko's momentary influence, and she figured he would still kill her in a heart-beat if he could.
Koenma nodded approvingly and gestured for Kagome to remove the seals. She gave a small nod and moved forward. Bending down, she made quick work of the binds. When they fell to the floor in a heap, he rubbed the small rope burns on his wrist from his struggles. A soft hand hesitantly hovered over the red skin, and a pink glow encased Kagome's finger tips. When Kurama didn't jerk back, she touched her fingers to his wrists softly, allowing her healing powers to calm and soothe the stings. She wasn't trained enough to get rid of the burns completely.
Kagome moved to rise when Kurama's hand shot out to grab her own wrist. Koenma raised his hand to ward off the ogres as they moved in to restrain the boy. Kagome looked down, her eyes unwillingly meeting his.
'I'm so sorry,' her eyes said.
-I know. But forgiveness is long to come- his said back.
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T.B.C
A/N: You all know I'm sorry for the wait, and i have to say, it would have been a longer wait if my brain hadn't thrown me a proverbial bone. I thought of this chapter while lying in bed last night, trying to go to sleep. I was worried by the time i got up, i would have forgotten about it. But, nope, it was actually the first thing i thought about when i woke. *o* I hope you all enjoyed it, and if you have any questions, PM or e-mail me. Thanks for reading.