InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimatum ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Ultimatum

Boxing King

 

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He was laughing! The bastard was laughing! Kagome couldn't believe it. How dare he laugh, after all that he had done, how dare he laugh? Kagome's eyes flashed a dark blue. Each cackle and screech made her blood boil. Each mocking glance made her more mad. And mad she was.

 

She was bloody furious.

 

How dare he do this to her?

 

Kagome whirled and lashed out, slinging her right arm forward as hard as she could. She smiled grimly as it headed for his laughing head. He would get what was coming for him.

 

Her hand went through glass, shattering the mirror. Kagome cried out as blood dripped down from the cuts. She yanked one vicious shard out from between her knuckles as he cackled in glee. With a grunt, she tried to put pressure on the large cut with her other hand, hanging onto the shard.

 

He bent over in laughter, having such a good time as he was. Kagome whirled to the left, looking at another likeness. She twisted again to the right, looking at another mirror.

 

“Kaagoooommee…” came the hissing voice. Kagome spun trying to find where that voice was coming from. “It's all your fault, Kaagooommee…”

 

She cried out when all she could find were laughing images. She went from one mirror to the next, trying to find what was different, what would make that one real. She needed to stop him, stop him from continuing the destruction.

 

She began to pant as her panic increased. Spinning in a circle of mirrors she began to feel horror overtake her.

 

She had to stop him. She had to.

 

There! There it was! The sign that that mirror was real. The eyes were laced with gold, not completely red.

 

With a desperate cry, Kagome lunged forward, shard thrust out, ready to break the mirror.

 

Her hand went through, shattering the illusion. She gasped as the glass sank into flesh, into the middle of his chest. She froze in shock, looking at the very real body before her. Blood began to drip out around her hand, dripping to the floor, as he looked at her, disbelief and accusation in his eyes. Slowly, his body sagged to the floor, sliding off the shard of glass. With a solid thump he fell onto his back, silver hair spread around him, contrasting the red of his blood. Kagome shuddered back, stepping away from the corpse.

 

She had to escape. She had to get away from him. The mirrors kept laughing, wheezing her name in between chuckles.

 

“Good j-job, Kagome! You did it!”

 

Kagome whirled around, clutching the bloody shard in her hand, cutting her hand. The blood on the floor began to mingle as she kept twirling, trying to find a way out from the darkness and mirrors.

 

No… “ No…” she whispered. She couldn't have - could she? She couldn't have killed him? No, this couldn't be the end. “No...” she strangled out again. She grew forceful, panic lacing her tone. “NO! This is unacceptable! This isn't real!”

 

“Good job, Kagome! You did it!”

 

“NO!” she screamed! “He's not dead!” Kagome kept spinning, looking for an exit. “No - he can't be dead,” she strangled out.

 

Kagome began to cry.

 

“Three cheers for Kagome!”

 

She fell to her knees, putting her head in her hands.

 

“Hip, hip hurrah!”

 

She began to sob.

 

“Hip, hip hurrah!”

 

Blood pooled around her as the shard looked back at her. Golden eyes peered out at her. Why? they asked? Why?

 

“No!” she brokenly cried out.

 

“Hip, hip hurrah!”

 

“Inuyasha!” came her strangled cry.

 

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“Ok, this is it,” stated Yusuke. He waved his hand forward, letting Kagome move first into the flat. It was a small place, two bedrooms and one bath.

 

She looked around slowly at her home away from home. Apparently, Aunty wasn't much for housekeeping. Kagome decided that that would be her first order of business. At least then she could say she earned her keep.

 

“Unfortunately,” spoke Yusuke, filling the sudden silence, “we have to share my room. We have a cot set up in there for you. Mom said that she wouldn't allow it in the living room, so here it is.”

 

Kagome looked at him and smiled. “It's perfect, Yusuke. I promise I won't be much of a bother.”

 

Yusuke reached out and ruffled her wavy hair. “I already knew that.” He stalked over to the first door on the left and walked in.

 

“I don't know what you really want to do. We can look the guys up, if you want. Your Mom already got you registered with the school, so you get to come with me tomorrow. She swayed the principle enough to get us in the same classes. I'm betting she either played the poor lost cousin card or the improve Yusuke's attendance card.” He turned to look at her, dumping his bag at the foot of his bed. “Which do you think, Kags?”

 

Kagome looked up at him. “Obviously the improve Yusuke card. Who cares about a poor lost cousin?” she joked. “From what I hear you are quite the ditcher, Yusuke. We'll just have to fix that.” She smiled impishly at him.

 

He dramatically groaned. “Just what I need, another Keiko.” He grew quiet for a moment. “I'm glad you're here, Kags.”

 

Kagome just looked at him, slowly nodding.

 

“Let's just hope it works out, neh?”

 

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Koenma was busy furiously sucking his pacifier as he considered what his detectives had reported to him.

 

Something had gotten through the barrier, and it apparently wasn't low class. It had assistance, either big or little, depending on whether they could track down the amulet. And something had killed the bugger, before the gang could interrogate it.

 

He finally sighed. What a headache. They had no idea who was behind the break through. Obviously someone who wanted to take over the world, but that list happened to be long. And they couldn't even identify the bloody amulet!

 

Koenma grunted. It couldn't even have been something simple, like a giant ruby encased in gold, or a piece of clothing - like the garish clothes the demon had been wearing. Something obvious. He resumed soothing his irritation with his pacifier.

 

The clock in the background was ticking as he waited for anything resembling a clue to fall into his lap.

 

Hopefully, the ogres would find something relevant soon. The clock kept ticking.

 

Koenma looked up at the clock, then down. He quickly looked up again, and down.

 

“Argh! I've had it with that blasted clock!” With a small bellow he picked up his stapler and threw it, hitting the offensive racket dead on. Silence.

 

“Take that!” he shouted!

 

Koenma crossed his arms and pouted. Now he had no way to know just how fast time was passing!

 

No matter, problem solved.

 

“OGRE!” called the little Prince. “Get in here and tell me what you've found!”

 

With a shudder the doors creaked open, and a blue ogre walked in.

 

“Sir, you could have waited until the appointed time, you know. It was supposed to be at 2:15…” his voice trailed off as he spied the beaten clock. “Ahem, yes, well. We have found the amulet.”

“You did? Excellent! Hand it over, immediately.”

 

Ogre sighed. He would never change. From a back pocket he pulled out a little cloth bag. He reached over to Koenma, ready to offer up the amulet.

 

“Ha!” cried the Prince. In a rush, he dumped the contents of the purple velvet bag into his hand. “Let's see just what this demon was cooking up…” In stunned silence the Prince gazed down at his hand.

 

With a small scream, he threw up his hands and ran around the desk. “OGRE! How could you give me a spider? What an imbecile thing to do! Get rid of it! Get rid of it this instant! Quick, before it attacks!”

 

The ogre looked at Koenma, and slowly blinked. “Sir, that spider that you just lost is the amulet. Ahem…”

 

Koenma stilled. He dramatically pointed, “That hairy little bug was the amulet?”

 

“Well, it was…” pointed out George. “Now we have to find it again...”

 

He sighed. Koenma looked at his servant for a minute, and then started scooting towards the door. “Yes, well, I'll leave that to you, Ogre.” And with that the little Prince turned and fled.

 

Ogre grunted on the floor. “The least you could have done was help, Koenma.” He sighed and proceeded to crawl on the floor, combing it for anything remotely eight-legged.

 

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Ok, sorry this took so long to get, sorry this is short, sorry it is more like a filler in the end. My muse decided to leave me for a while, and only in procrastination did it come back. So here ya go. I will work on getting more and longer out in the future. Bear with me please. AND THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL THE WONDERFUL REVIEWS!