InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Reunion ❯ Energy and Aura ( Chapter 2 )

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Kagome materialized in front of her home at the Sunset Shrine. Luckily for her there was no one around to see that. Just think of what would have happened if she suddenly had to explain away spontaneous materialization or better yet teleportation. She sighed wearily and headed into her home, unaware that she was actually being watched by several pairs of eyes.

 

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In his office Koenma was watching his monitor as he zoned into an abnormal power reading. He zoomed into a shrine one the very edge of town, but finding no other abnormal readings he decided to just monitor it for the time being. It was well out of the way, so, not too much trouble if a problem did arise in that area.

 

He turned back to the previous channel he'd been monitoring with a small frown. A strange, demonic aura had been slowly growing stronger somewhere in the Hida Mountain Range, but his sources had been unable to pinpoint exactly where it was emanating from. Without knowledge on how to deal with this new threat he had no choice but to call up his team and ask them to investigate. He nodded to himself. He'd try to find out more, but if nothing turned up in three days time, his detectives would be sent out.

 

Koenma's head snapped towards his door as an ogre poked his head in to see if Koenma needed anything. He glared at the ogre in thought, “Ogre get me Amaya we are going to need her connections to find out more on the disturbance.” With that said, he turned back to the pile of papers stack high atop his desk.

 

 

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Kurama, or Shuiichi Minamino made his way to history class. This specific class was a bit difficult for him since he already knew more history than even the teacher. So instead he had to remember how lacking human history books where and not add to anything not taught. He didn't want to be troubled with the hassle of trying to prove that what he said had actually happened.

 

He sat in class subtly doing the homework for the previous class, in this way he would be free to pursue his own objectives after class ended. Suddenly, they turned to a topic that was completely off the normal curriculum. Kurama frowned in thought.

 

“How many of you know some ancient Japanese legends?” The teacher looked around and only a select few raised their hands at all.

 

The teacher pointed to a smaller looking student to the right of Kurama, “You tell us the story you know.”

 

“…Well…once many years ago there was a horse train carrying melons to the Capital. As the drivers traveled they would eat the melons on their way, scattering the seeds as they passed. An old man came by, hot, tired and thirsty, and he asked for a melon to quench his thirst. The men laughed saying he could have one but unfortunately the melons weren't theirs to share. The old man grew angry and accused them of being mean spirits. So he went back and gathered the seeds that the men had spread across the road as they passed. The drivers at first looked on in amusement, seeing the elderly man's antics, but then their faces turned horrified, seeing the seeds sprout and quickly growing melons. The old man took the melons he'd grown and shared it with friends and neighbors alike until there were none left. Soon after the old man left, and as the drivers were about to continue on their journey, they found that all the melons that they'd had where gone. They were furious that the elderly man had tricked them so neatly and they had had head back to where they'd come from in shame.”

 

Kurama was surprise at this particular tale being told. He was trying very hard not to smirk at his younger escapades. That had been a day shortly after he'd perfected his ability to disguise himself as other people. Oh he'd grown the melons alright, and while he'd being growing them, the on lookers watched in stupefied wonder, the vines secreted the rest of the melons to his den. It wasn't much, but it was his prize for being able to fool a crowd of humans for more than four hours and he hadn't lost his form once. It was around that time that he'd changed his name as well. Funny, he couldn't really remember what his old name was anymore. He'd been called Yoko Kurama for so long now. He sighed heavily as he finished the last of his homework questions.

 

“That was a wonderful tale!” The teacher said happily, “Now I want all of you to go home and research at least three tales and bring them to class this time next week. We will be dissecting them and seeing which ones are based on fact and which ones are based purely on imagination.” With that the bell rang for class to end. Kurama packed up and started heading home, as usual politely ignoring his fan base where possible.

 

 

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“Oh Kagome! You're home. I wasn't expecting you for a few more weeks.” Kagome's mother looked at her expectantly, waiting in anticipation for another thrilling tale of her adventures in Sengoku Jidai.

 

Kagome sighed heavily, looking straight into her mother's eyes which were now at eye level, since Kagome stopped growing a couple of years ago. “It's over Mom. Naraku's gone and it's over.” She looked wistful for a moment lost in the past. “I'm going to take a bath.”

 

Kagome's mother, Michiko, looked sadly after her daughter left to go upstairs. So many things had changed ever since her daughter had fallen into the Sengoku Jidai, such as a year ago, when grandfather had fallen ill and past away shortly after. Now her daughter was supposed to start University but with her grades so low her school had held her back a year. Not only that, they had sent her to another school district on the other side of Tokyo. Kagome's mother slapped her forehead, “I should have told her.”

 

Since Kagome is now going to Sarayashiki High for her last year she will be in the same year as Kazuma, her younger cousin on Michiko's side of the family. Ever since Shina and her husband Naoko Kuwabara died, Michiko had worried about the children. But, it seemed that Shizuru had things well in hand, so she only visited from time to time. A short while ago she'd been talking to Shizuru, who had said that Kagome was welcome to stay with them, “It might even get Kazuma to get his act together and improve his grades so as not to look dumb in front of his cousin, that is if we're lucky.” She'd said. Michiko chuckled, `It seems that we are being faced with similar problems. Now all that's left is to tell Kagome.'

 

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Later that night the Higurashi family sat around the dining room table eating dinner, and having light conversation mostly focusing on Souta.

 

“Speaking of schools Kagome dear, your school has transferred you to Sarayashiki High.” She said while looking straight at Kagome trying to gauge her reaction to the news.

 

“Ah, alright mom, I was expecting something like that. So that means I'll be getting up very early every morning to head out to school?” She looked slightly worried about the time it would take to get all the way on the other side of Tokyo and also trying to figure out how much it would cost to use the train everyday.

 

Kagome's mother laughed lightly, relieved that her daughter didn't seem the least bit upset by the news. “Oh not at all dear, you'll be living with your cousins, you remember the Kuwabaras don't you sweetie?” Kagome sighed inwardly, yes she remembered the Kuwabaras. It wasn't as if she had anything against them, not really, but she was reluctant to leave her home and the Goshiboku tree, her only remaining connection to her past. She picked at her food, lost in thought. Not even realizing that she hadn't answered her mother's question. “Honey?”

 

“Gomen… I'm not all that hungry, may I be excused?” Kagome made to get up.

 

“Of course, dear.” Michiko sighed; well it still went over better than I'd anticipated. She sighed with a heavy heart, `I just got her back and now she has to live away from me. My daughter is all grown up and I've missed most of it.' She thought with a sort of dawning realization, mixed with sadness. But she knew her daughter couldn't very well continue living in the past forever, whether physically or figuratively speaking. She reached over and patted her son on the head.

 

Souta was confused but decided not to comment seeing the sad far away look in his mother's eyes.

 

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Kagome put her shoes on and made her way to the Goshiboku tree where she'd first found Inu-Yasha nearly five hundred years ago. She traced her hand up and touched the place where the arrow had once pierced, “So many memories locked within this place.” She forced her self to smile and look on the bright side. “Everyone was happy, my mission was finished. Now all that's left is for me to follow my destiny like Izanami said. Everything will turn out alright in the end.” She put her forehead against the tree bark. “It has too.” She whimpered, as she finally let the tears flow, knowing that she couldn't live in her memories and that she'd have to let go.

 

A black shadow silently watched the girl from a near by tree. He'd been watching her for sometime, more or less as a curiosity. It was odd sometimes he was able to find her and sometimes he was not, he still had yet to figure out how she did it. Now though, the girl, no…woman, was crying, and some part of him didn't want to see her cry. She seemed innocent and pure, not unlike Yukina.

 

He jumped down a little ways away from her so she wouldn't be too startled, or maybe he should have. At least then she wouldn't be crying. Too late now…

 

He walked toward the girl at an even pace not making any attempt to keep quiet. She hadn't even been paying any attention to her surroundings. If he'd been a killer, which he was, she would already be dead now. Wait a minute, she'd stopped moving. She wasn't even shaking with her sobs anymore.

 

“What are you doing here?” He was startled, although he didn't let it show.

 

“What do you mean what am I doing here? This is…” he tried to search for an excuse. “…a shrine is it not. I came here to pray.”

 

She looked at him wearily, but he was able to detect a hint of wariness in her eyes. He wondered why that was. “Well then you are in luck, my name is Kagome. I am a priestess here at the shrine.” `What is a demon doing here?! I thought all the demons were gone in this era. On second thought…' Remembering the Noh mask incident and the incident with the child killed in the fire. She shook her head. `I guess …Never mind, demons must still exist even in this era.'

 

She paused and looked at him again frowning. Kikyo had taught her the ability to assess auras when they had come to a truce over Inu-Yasha. She used that talent now. His aura reminded her of a Yin-Yang, but was clouded with death and violence. When she looked harder she could almost see a peace and a calmness that lurked just beneath the surface waiting. She felt a pull as if something was calling her and she reached a hand up to touch his face. But, just as she was about to touch his cheek, she abruptly turned away.

 

“I'm sorry…You will have to come back later when the shrine is open at the normal hours. Mister…”

 

“…Hiei.”

 

“Hiei-san if you return tomorrow I'm sure you will be able to pray for as long as you like.” She looked over her shoulder and was only partially surprised to find him absent.

 

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`What a strange woman,' Hiei thought as he looked down at her from his perch in one of the many surrounding trees. `She seemed wary of me, almost as if she knew what I was…But if she did why did she reach out to touch me?'

 

“Maybe she's just an idiot,” he muttered quietly to himself.

 

 

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Note the story of the old man with the melons was one that was read to me as a kid. I've always loved Japanese stories as well as fairytales. In fact I still do. Yes, I'm researching everything I'm writing.

 

Also we are going to ignore that it is in fact Sarayashiki Junior High School. Just a normal High School and she was held back for more than a couple years due to her grades.

 

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