Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Uprising ❯ Sea of Temptation ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

(Disclaimer:  I do not own Yami no Matsuei or Yu Yu Hakusho.  Thank God I don’t, either.  I’d probably make it all topless or something... yeah.  Just be glad I don’t own them.  The names from the files, I do.  Andrea, I do.  The other two girls, I do.)

(AN:  I’m so sorry it’s taking me so long to update AGAIN.  Accounting classes have been a pain in my butt for a while now.  So, just to let you know, this will likely happen again.  But don’t you worry.  I will finish this story for sure.  With that said, please read and feel free to drop a review.  Along with some hints on how to write during class and not get caught.)

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The morning sun rose in the bedroom window, greeting the sleeping Andrea in her bed.  The girl threw the blankets over her head to shield her eyes, unaware to someone... or something... sitting on her bed.

Tsuzuki, in the meantime, was asleep shirtless on the couch, dreaming of cutesy things like cakes and ice cream.  He didn’t look like anything would wake him up, short of an explosion.  All of a sudden, he heard a scream from Andrea’s bedroom, and his eyes snapped open.  Without really thinking about putting on a shirt (but more about the scream from her room), he ran to the bedroom doorway and he blinked at the sight.

Andrea, wearing a white spaghetti strap tank top and long tan colored PJ bottoms half-hidden under her sheets, had sat up in her bed and held one of her unfurled bladed fans against what looked to be a floating chicken.  Her eyes narrowed at the creature.  “All right,” she said.  “You have two minutes to tell me what you are, or you’re dinner.”

The creature looked at the blades of the fan and took a deep breath.  “All right, I’ll tell you,” the answer came in a low voice.  “I’m one of the Gushoshin twins.”

Andrea raised an eyebrow.  “Twins?” she echoed.  “So... where’s the other one?”

“My brother’s in the library with Hisoka,” he answered before he looked at the blades again.  He hoped he wouldn’t be dinner like she threatened.

Andrea leaned her arm back and closed her fan.  “All right,” she said, setting the fan on the mattress.  “You won’t be dinner.”

“You’re just like Hisoka said you would be; a girl with blue eyes and an attitude.”

“Yep, that’s me to a T,” Andrea answered before she looked at the doorway and almost hurriedly held the blankets over her chest.  Sure Andrea had seen shirtless people before... but to have someone at her doorway shirtless... and looking rather cute... wait, what?  Andrea’s cheeks tinged red now.  Was she really staring at him like a hormonal teenager?

The Gushoshin looked at the shirtless Tsuzuki in the doorway.  Oh, was he gonna get it....  “Mr. Tsuzuki, you’re in front of a woman...”

The rest was cut off by a well-aimed pillow at Tsuzuki’s head on Andrea’s part.  Andrea kept the blankets over her chest with her other hand.  It wasn’t like her tank top was revealing; it was a matter of that there were some things a man shouldn’t see on a woman yet.  A woman had to remain decent; at least that was how she had been raised.

“Sorry!  Sorry!” Tsuzuki answered before ducking out of the doorway and reappearing in his shirt and slacks.  He made a mental note to himself to never do that again.  

The Gushoshin sat on the edge of her bed while Andrea now had her warm, blushing face covered with her blanket.

Andrea felt her face cool down slightly.  What was wrong with her?  She had seen shirtless people before; it wasn’t anything new.  Yet it was Tsuzuki that made her turn into a cherry?  She shut her eyes to try to strip the image of his fit, shirtless body out of her mind.  As it turned out, it wasn’t as easy as she thought.

The Gushoshin floated over to Andrea and tapped her shoulder.  “You know, sometimes he doesn’t think very well...” he told her.

“Hey!” Tsuzuki said, pouting from the doorway with big, puppy like amethyst eyes.  “I told Andrea I was sorry!”

“I-I’ll be all right,” Andrea said, lifting her head up and keeping the blankets over her chest.  “So, what was so important that you nearly became chicken dinner?”  She lifted her arms for a second to pull her hair up in a ponytail before she pulled the blankets back up against her chest.

The Gushoshin floated down to the laptop on Andrea’s bed and started typing.  “It’s about the first Deadly Sin, Lust,” he explained.

“We already know it has something to do with sexual thoughts and actions,” Andrea said, keeping the sheets over her chest even with Tsuzuki now heading to the bed and sitting on it next to her.  “Hisoka asked about professions last night.  Would that also be a factor as well?”

Tsuzuki noticed that Andrea smelled like lavender and vanilla from her bath the night before.  Maybe it was from the laundry detergent from her sheets.  But as he looked at Andrea, he noticed that she was more focused on the case at hand than wondering where a scent came from.

“I’ll look up the site,” Andrea said, leaning back on her bed and moving some to grab her laptop in one hand while still holding the blanket over her chest with the other.  After turning it on and putting in her password, she looked on the Internet for the website she had found the night before.  “Here it is:  Lust is defined as sexual actions, thoughts, and even obsessions.”

“That would explain the soul that’s with the Reaper Demon you’re after,” the Gushoshin answered, flying with laptop in tow next to the girl and her own laptop.  “Hisoka looked something up earlier this morning.”

Andrea looked at the smaller screen at a picture of a woman.  She looked no older than twenty-three with long, shiny black hair and deep brown eyes.  The woman wore a pair of fishnet stockings, a black skirt that left little to the imagination, and a blood red colored top that revealed more than necessary.  “Wow,” she said quietly.

Tsuzuki looked at the woman’s photo.  “Where was she found?” he asked.

“Kabukicho in Shinjuku,” Gushoshin answered, next showing the crime scene photos.  From looking at the screen, he saw Andrea’s wide-eyed reflection.

Andrea looked at the screen at the woman on a bed covered in blood; her throat cut from ear to ear, her brown eyes staring up at the sky while the woman’s mouth was open in a silent scream.  Her torn clothes looked like rags on her dead body.  “I know where Shinjuku is,” she said quietly.

“But this is in the Red Light District,” Gushoshin answered her.  “This is in a very dangerous part of town.”

“Look, I’m a Spirit Detective,” Andrea countered.  “I can take care of myself.”

A sick feeling welled up in Tsuzuki’s stomach as he looked at the young woman on the bed next to him.  He could handle this easily, sure.  But he couldn’t let Andrea go there, too.  She was too young, a teenager, a pretty one at that, jailbait in prefecture law; from what he had heard, the yakuza stayed in that area and could do unspeakable things to her sometimes without a reason at all.  And it didn’t take a genius or a Guardian of Death to know just what they would do to her.

Andrea kept her eyes on the screen.  Not a lot scared her anymore.  It wasn’t like she’d let it show in front of Tsuzuki, anyway.

“You look pale.”

Tsuzuki blinked at hearing Andrea’s voice snap him out of his reverie.  “No, I’m all right,” he reassured her.  “It’s just that... that area, I...”

“What about it?” Andrea asked him, crossing her arms against her chest.

He kept his eyes on hers, not on the prominent headlights she carried within her crossed arms.  “I don’t know if you should go to Kabukicho,” Tsuzuki said.

Andrea raised an eyebrow.

“Andrea...” Tsuzuki kept his amethyst eyes on Andrea’s confused blue eyes.  “You’re rather too young to go to somewhere like that.”

Andrea blinked up at him, the confusion melting quicker than ice cream on a hot summer day.  “Tsuzuki... I can take care of myself,” she answered.  “I’m not a child.”

The Gushoshin looked at the pair.  He just hoped that Andrea wasn’t simply blowing smoke.  But he could see that Tsuzuki, though overdoing it on the worrying standpoint, had a good point.  Andrea would be going somewhere she had never gone before.  The things in that area were things someone that young should never have to know about.

Tsuzuki wasn’t sure how to get it through Andrea’s head that it was almost like a Catholic schoolgirl walking through gang territory.  He was worried about Hisoka having to go there as well, and he was a Guardian of Death.

“I’m going, Tsuzuki,” Andrea said, her blue eyes flashing defiance.  “And that’s final.”

Now Tsuzuki had two missions:  the first to deal with the Deadly Sin of Lust.  The second?  Keeping Andrea from getting killed.  And he wondered which was the easier of the two.  Oh, what did Tsuzuki get himself into?  Maybe Hisoka was right; he was getting in over his head.

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Night fell on Kabukicho, and the bright signs from various places illuminated the streets and tempted its visitors to seek the treasures within.  Lining the streets were host and hostess bars, clubs, and nightclubs, the group walked down the street that was filled with forbidden fruit.  Temptation loomed around every corner.

Viola and Chloe had nothing to worry about; Kurama and Yusuke would keep them safe.  Kuwabara could take care of himself.  Hiei had decided to stay in Spirit World, since he didn’t want people to think he was a little boy despite his short stature, but there were two members of the group that worried Tsuzuki more than anything... Hisoka and Andrea.  Hisoka’s empathy was almost haywire at this point, and Andrea, well... she was in a side of town she had never been in before.  That and she had been the victim of a couple of catcalls and whistles.

“Hey, little lady,” one man had said.  “You want a good man for tonight?  I’ll make you feel real good.”

Andrea had ignored him like a champ.  Strike one for the drunken guys.

“Come over here, and I’ll give you the best night of your life,” another drunk guy said.

Strike two.

The third man looked at Tsuzuki, a smile on his face.  “Hey, man... how much?” he asked, thinking the man with her was her pimp.  The stench of alcohol was blatantly obvious.

Andrea and Tsuzuki looked at each other, shocked and rather perturbed, before the girl clocked the drunken man in the face.  Tsuzuki was glad he wasn’t a target.  For once.

Strike three.  Andrea 1, drunken losers 0.

Hisoka looked at the pair.  The voices and perverted emotions were making him nearly overloaded, and he could tell that Andrea was highly uncomfortable with the prior men trying to hit on her.  “How about we get somewhere away from these people?” he asked the group.

“Yeah, I’m in,” Yusuke said.  “Sounds like a good idea, Hisoka.”

The rest of the group agreed, Tsuzuki obviously if there was food in mind.  Tsuzuki looked down at Andrea, who looked rather distracted and slightly pale.  “Andrea?”
Andrea blinked, snapping out of it.  “What?” she asked, looking up at him.

“We’re going to get something to eat,” he answered, holding his hand to the small of her back and leading her inside.

Andrea nodded.  Yes, maybe food would be best right now.

Viola, Chloe, and Andrea sat down at a table while Tsuzuki and Hisoka sat at a table by themselves.  Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kurama all sat in one nearby the two tables.

Chloe looked at Andrea.  “You okay?” she asked her.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Andrea answered.  “W-What do we know about her?”

At another table, Tsuzuki kept his eyes on Andrea, all while Hisoka talked of what he found out about Michiko Fujiwara.  Tsuzuki’s eyes softened as he saw that Andrea was going to be fine.  “Are you any better, Hisoka?” he asked his partner.

“I’m better now,” Hisoka answered.  “Andrea’s going to be fine, you know.  She’s not used to working with that kind of environment.”

Kurama looked at the Guardians.  “You’re saying that her soul is somewhere here in this area?” he asked.

“Yes,” Hisoka answered.  “Michiko worked in a nightclub near here.  The only thing is that the nightclub wouldn’t be something the girls should go into.”  He looked over at Andrea, who was now checking her cell phone.

“Oh, come on,” Chloe said.  “How bad could it be, really?  It’s a club.”

“This isn’t like the clubs back home, Chloe,” Andrea said, her eyes focused to her cell phone and reading a message to herself.  Work in the morning.  No rest for the girl, no.  “These kinds are for the hentai in people.”

“Work in the morning, Andrea?” Tsuzuki asked her.

She blinked up at him, unsure of how he could tell from that angle.  Then again, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to ask.  “Yeah,” she answered.  “And I don’t need an escort, either.”

Viola giggled.  She had heard that Tsuzuki and Hisoka had gone to her workplace, mostly with the former’s suggestion.  “Well, since we don’t want to cramp the guys’ style, we could stay here,” she offered.  “You know, in case we see her first.”

Kurama nodded.  From what he had gathered, Tsuzuki didn’t want to leave Andrea alone, and it would take a hell of a lot of convincing otherwise.  Maybe if another male was there with the girls... just to not make them vulnerable.  Just in case.

Kuwabara proudly raised his hand.  “I’ll stay with them,” he said.

Viola nodded her head.  “That’d be fine, right guys?”

Chloe nodded her head.  At least with Kuwabara and his sixth sense, they’d know if anything came up.  “That sounds good,” she answered.  “What about you, Andrea?”

“Doesn’t matter, really,” Andrea answered, tapping the keys on her cell phone.  It didn’t really matter to her who stayed, just as long as this night would be over with.

Tsuzuki felt a rush of relief flow through him like a tsunami wave.  Someone would stay with the girls while the men went to investigate.

“Just keep Tsuzuki there on a short leash,” Andrea said, looking at the group that was going to leave.

“That won’t be a problem,” Hisoka said, giving Tsuzuki a look that made the older Guardian gulp.  “You heard her.  Best behavior.  Got it?”

Tsuzuki nodded.  Best behavior.  Got it.  Couldn’t be too hard to do that.

“We’ll be back in a little while,” Hisoka told the group at the table.  “And let you know what we found out.”

“Just be careful out there,” Chloe told them as they left and nodded to them.

Andrea looked up from her phone just as the four guys had left.  She just hoped nothing bad would happen.  But one problem still remained:  why couldn’t she get that thought of her roommate’s shirtless body out of her head?  What was wrong with her?

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After the beef and the sauces were set on the table near the hibachi grill on the table, Kuwabara had left to go to the men’s room, leaving the girls alone.

“So, since we’re working together, we should talk about ourselves,” Chloe said, setting several pieces of beef on the grill with the tongs that were on the table.   “You know, hobbies and stuff.  Maybe also our abilities, but we don’t have to show them now.”

“Oh, that sounds like fun,” Viola said.  “It’ll give us a chance to know each other better.”

Andrea nodded her head.  Okay, maybe some normal, teenage conversation would help drag that memory to the back burner.

Chloe took a deep breath.  “I live in Mushiyori City with my grandfather,” she answered.  “Mom and Dad both work abroad a lot, so I don’t see them much.  I’m able to create blades with my Spirit Energy, like knife blades.  I’ll show you guys later.”

“That’s pretty cool,” Viola said, smiling.  “I live in Shinagawa with my father.  My mother, she...” She took a deep breath.  “She left after I was born.”

“Geez,” Chloe said, shaking her head.

Andrea shook her head as well.  How could someone do that to their own child?  “Sorry to hear that,” she said.

“It’s all right, though,” Viola answered.  “My father works a lot to help support him and me.  I can make a staff out of Spirit Energy.  It’s not much, but it’s good for attacking demons and stuff.”

“Now that is cool,” Chloe said, looking at Andrea.  “So, what about you, Andrea?”

“Before I answer that, could I see the tongs for a second?” Andrea asked, holding her hand out.

“Huh?”  Chloe asked.  “Oh, sure.”  She handed Andrea the tongs and watched as the auburn haired girl turned the slices of beef over with the utmost care and precision.

“Don’t think anyone’d like burnt beef,” Andrea answered her, setting the tongs down.

“Oh, thanks,” Viola said, sniffing the air near them.  The meat was cooking nicely now.   “Um, what about you, Andrea?”

Andrea took a deep breath.  “My parents died when I was younger,” she answered.

“I’m so sorry,” Viola said, her silver eyes downcast.

“That sucks,” Chloe added.

“Well, it’s okay now,” Andrea replied, watching the meat cook on the hibachi grill.  “I’m an okay cook.  I’m not a chef or anything, but I cook to survive.”

“Did you learn that from a restaurant?” Chloe asked.

“Yeah, Ukai Toriyama,” Andrea answered.  “I don’t mind working there.  It’s really nice there.”

“So, what can you do with your Spirit Energy?” Viola asked.

“I can make my bladed fans a little more dangerous,” Andrea answered, grabbing the tongs and picking up a piece of beef before setting it back down on the grill.  “Tsuzuki saw them the first night.”

Chloe rested her elbows on the table and folded her hands under her chin.  “So... how are things with you and Tsuzuki?” she asked.

“I-It’s okay, I guess,” Andrea answered.  Maybe the talk wouldn’t help after all.

“I bet he likes her already,” Chloe said to Viola, who giggled gently.

The image of Tsuzuki’s shirtless body in her doorway from earlier that morning flooded back into Andrea’s mind.  She kept trying to push the thought away, but it was not as easy as she had thought it would be.  “W-What are you talking about?” she asked them.

“You’re turning red,” Viola answered her.  “Did something happen?”

“N-Nothing really,” Andrea said.  “J-Just that, well...”

Chloe blinked at her.  “Well?” she prodded.

Andrea took a deep breath.  “H-He showed up at the doorway to my bedroom... w-without a shirt on,” she finally answered.  Okay, now it was out.

Chloe blinked before she smiled at her friend.  “Andrea, you fox,” she said.  “So, what did you do?  I bet you stared at him...”

“I threw a pillow at his head,” Andrea answered.

Now, the other two girls looked at each other.  What did she just say?  “What?” they asked in unison.

“Oh, come on, Andrea,” Chloe said.  “You act like you’ve never had a...”  She stopped just as she saw Andrea look down at the table.

“Andrea... y-you’ve never... had a boyfriend?” Viola asked her.

Andrea shook her head.

“Oh, my God... a-and you didn’t stare at him at all?” Chloe asked.

“Why should I?” Andrea asked, looking up and checking the meat before turning the pieces over again.  “There’s a case going on, and I don’t have the time to invest in a relationship.”

Kuwabara finally arrived back at the table and sat down.  “Mmm... it smells good now,” he said.

Andrea was glad the conversation was off of her now.  Thank God for small favors...

“Yeah, it does,” Chloe said just as Andrea turned the pieces over again.  “They look done to me.”

“Yeah,” Viola agreed.  “Let’s eat!”

After the meat was on their plates, the foursome put their hands together and bowed their heads.  “Itadakimasu,” the four people at the table said before they slowly ate.  Their minds were on if something should happen.

Andrea’s mind wandered about that amethyst eyed Guardian.  Hope he’s not doing something stupid, she thought before she took a sip of water.

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(Okay, this is the start of the Lust chapters.  Itadakimasu is like saying grace for the food.  I wanted to brush up on my Japanese terminology here, too.  So, yeah.  I hope you like this chapter and please leave me a review.  Thank you guys for reading!)