Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A family I never knew ❯ Reflections in the miror ( Chapter 5 )
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By: XinnLagjin 
Yuusuke and company make prepare to leave.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 11.05.2006 | Updated On: 11.05.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 588 | Status: Work In Progress
Yuusuke and company make prepare to leave.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 11.05.2006 | Updated On: 11.05.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 588 | Status: Work In Progress
(Mind speak) Hiei
.:Mind speak:. Kurama
Mind speak Yoko
‘Thoughts’
“Speak”
Yuusuke glared at the clothes spread out on his bed. He, Genkai, Jin, Kurama, Touya, Hiei, and Yukina had returned to Genkai’s temple to prepare for their’ departure. He had already called the Kuwabaras and asked them to look after his mother because he and Yukina would no longer be able to do so.
Both brother and sister had agreed readily and assured the former spirit detective they would be fine. It did little to put his fears to rest. The knowledge of Keiko’s betrayal was too fresh upon his mind and paranoia and the hurt feeling festered like puss in a wound. He didn’t even want to begin to wonder how Kurama was dealing with his human mother’s death.
So concentrated on his negative line of thinking Yuusuke didn’t even sense Kurama approach until the spirit fox was just about to knock at the door. Quickly he plastered a cocky grin on his face and called out for his former teammate to come in. Yet as the former spirit detective turned to greet the red-haired kitsune he froze.
Kurama was already dressed in his ‘period clothing’ and as usual looked absolutely stunning. Kurama was dressed in a black shirt with blue and white roses stitched into the sleeves and collar. It was partially open showing just a peek of a finely chiseled chest. The shirt was neatly tucked into his white hamaka that was tied off with a dark purple belt, fitting snugly around his hips.
Kurama’s hair had grown longer since the demon world tournament and now was the same length as his ruthless counterpart. Yuusuke’s hands itched to run his fingers through the silken mane. His feet were incased in some type of battle ready black slippers. Looking into the gold-flecked emeralds that were Kurama’s eyes the former spirit detective knew lust and was confused by it.
For his part Kurama knew exactly what he was feeling and didn’t bother to fight it. He had always been interested in the former human and his interest grew into love over time. The fact that Yuusuke was raised in a society that thought same sex relationships or even having more than one relationship at once was taboo didn’t help much either. Yet like the great tactician that he was Kurama bided his time and planned, he had time and Hiei on his side after all.
Kurama chuckled remembering what his pyro happy lover had to say about his obsession after the fiasco with Sensui
(Flash back)
Kurama stood behind the seated Toushin hanyou. Casually the former thief held scissors in his grasp. Yet in his mind the kitsune was shaking like a leaf. Yuusuke stared at his reflection in the mirror scowling darkly at the long black locks obscuring his vision. Hiei was seated on the windowsill a few feet from them, smirking.
“How do you want your hair Yuusuke?” the kitsune asked
The detective looked at Kurama through the mirror with a grimace. He hated having long hair and he didn’t know how Kurama could stand it.
“Just make it the same length as before this shit went down Kurama”
The fox demon wasn’t surprised with Yuusuke’s decision at all but he couldn’t help but be disappointed. The former human looked good with long hair. He wanted nothing more than to run his hands through the wild black mane and perhaps touch other more arousing areas of Yuusuke’s body.
(Mind out of the gutter fox)
Kurama didn’t falter as he reluctantly began his task. He and Hiei were always close even when they weren’t mates, so close in fact that they would often mind speak instead of aloud. This was no different.
.:Not jealous koi:.
The fox spirit could practically feel the smirk as the heat of Hiei’s gaze settled on his rear end. Kurama held back an aroused shiver.
(I’m just surprised it took you so long to admit it to yourself, he is a good choice for a second mate)
Kurama mentally made a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat as he continued to clip Yuusuke’s hair. Out of indulgence the former thief left some of the length of Yuusuke’s hair stay, not enough to notice but just enough for it to grow out easily.
.:IT’s not as if I don’t want to try Hiei but, Yuusuke is most definitely in love with Keiko:.
(Their romance cannot last forever fox Yuusuke is a demon now)
.:Perhaps koi yet, the true question is are you just as in love with him as I am or are you just going along with this to please me:.
Hiei snorted mentally, (I thought you knew me better than that kitsune the detective whether he knows it or not has ensnared us both)
Kurama smiled at this knowing all too well that the fire Koorime would never admit what he mind spoke aloud.
“Thanks ‘rama”
The former thief looked down at his handy work and blinked in momentary shock. He hadn’t even noticed that his task was finished. Trying to cover up his relapse in his attention Kurama smiled his usual calm smile.
“Your welcome Yuusuke”
(End Flashback)
Looking at the former spirit detective now Kurama couldn’t help but notice just how handsome he had become. At the age of thirty-six Yuusuke had a purely masculine physic complete with tall height, broad shoulders, and muscled body. The little baby fat that he had at the age of eighteen was finally gone and his black tresses had grown out even longer than his own.
Yuusuke’s natural scent which had once been diluted by the stench of cigarettes was now cleared up leaving behind what it must have been before the former teen took up smoking, the scent of a storm. But what captivated Kurama the most were Yuusuke’s eyes. They were now a strange mixture of red and brown, lighter than maroon yet darker than Hiei’s ruby orbs giving them the appearance of blood.
Can we finally take him Shuuichi?
Like before Kurama wasn’t surprised to hear a voice that wasn’t his own in his head. This time though it wasn’t his beloved Hiei, it was Yoko. Or, at least it was the last remnants of his alter ego that hadn’t solidified itself into his persona.
.: Be patient Yoko:.
The former thief could just feel the pout that was surely on the silver fox’s face.
We can smell how much he wants us, why can’t we oblige our dear Reizen-sama
.: That is his body Yoko, as enjoyable as it would be to have you and I both know that we want all of him, body, mind, and soul not to mention you must learn to call him Yuusuke or at least just Reizen, he hates it when people calls him by his title:.
Fine but, I won’t stop calling him Reizen-sama that is who he truly is even if he denies it and don’t even try to stop me from calling him as such or I’ll call him Kamisenka instead and out loud
As Kurama’s internal battle continued Yuusuke stared at his former teammate trying to straighten out his own thoughts and waiting for the vision of beauty that was in his door to speak.
‘Where the fuck did that come from’, Yuusuke tried to shake the feeling that he knew he wasn’t supposed to be feeling.
Yuusuke Urameshi liked women and as betrayed as he felt Yuusuke was still in love with Keiko. Even thinking about Kurama in such a way felt like treachery even if Keiko was dead. However this didn’t stop Yuusuke from eyeing his friend’s absolutely gorgeous visage. It felt as if his body was on autopilot and he was unable to stop himself from blatantly giving the redhead a once over. In Yoko form or not Kurama was more beautiful than any woman including Keiko and the thought of kissing the kitsune was fast becoming appealing.
‘WHAT THE FUCK? I AM NOT GAY’
But no matter how many times he yelled this to himself in his head Yuusuke couldn’t get the image of Kurama naked and on top of him. The idea was just too erotic for him to let go. Yuusuke’s room was still with tension as both Toushin and kitsune became lost inside of their’ own respective internal battles. Finally Kurama managed to shake out of his argument with his more demonist alter ego.
“You should be getting ready Yuusuke everyone else is” the read head said as smoothly as he could manage
In turn Yuusuke two tried to calm down, “Yeah… Uh, I guess I should”
Without so much as a thought Yuusuke stripped pointedly ignoring Kurama as best as he could under the circumstances. The fox spirit watched his every move avidly and ruthlessly squashed the urge to attempt to make the former detective to see things from his perspective. However just as quickly as the hanyou was undressed he was dressed once more, minus the black belt that he was fumbling to tie to secure his white hamaka.
Kurama came up to him and helped him tie the belt before taking in his new attire. And was surprised to see on the collar of Yuusuke’s shirt was a black rose. He had to forcefully shove Yoko to the back of his mind before the spirit fox could make him react further. As soon as the belt tied Kurama moved away pretending to be completely calm. And not for the first time, Kurama wondered where Touya found these clothes.
Yuusuke wore two layers of shirts the inner layer being a yellow color while the outer layer was composed of a navy blue color with yellow lighting patterns going down from the shoulders of the kimono to the front of the waist. Emblazed on the back outlined in black and yellow was a blue phoenix bursting into flames at mid flight. Even the matching wrist guards and battle ready sandals seemed to only further Yuusuke’s matured good looks. With his knee length black mane tamed somewhat to be put in a high ponytail the former human looked like the demon king he was.
“You look nice Reizen-sama,” he said trying to distract the former detective.
It worked like a charm. Yuusuke was quick to snap out of his dazed state and glared at the fox spirit.
“Don’t call me that”
Kurama merely smiled at the growled command. Yuusuke was already fitting into the role of a powerful demon lord quite well. Yet the former thief didn’t dare turn his back to the Toushin. Yuusuke would never kill him but he was more than both powerful and creative enough to come up with ways to put a hurting on him. Yet just as he was going to address the issue once more the kitsune was interrupted.
(We’re ready fox tell Yuusuke to get a move on)
Kurama blinked, he was becoming too distracted.
.: We’re on our way koi:.
The half Koorime gave his mate a mental kiss on the lips before backing off, knowing exactly what his clever fox was up to but saying nothing. He would have plenty of time to join in on the fun after all so it could wait. He turned his attention back to Genkai whom was currently talking to Mitarai whom volunteered to take care of the temple in the old teacher’s and his sister’s absence.
Touya and Jin helped Koenma set up for the ritual that would take them back in time. It was quite interesting to watch the prince of the dead with two former shenobi in full ninja regalia get on their hands and knees and draw varies glyphs on the temple’s stone floor with color chalk.
“Each glyph represents one of you” he heard Koenma explain
“Din whose, who”?
“The tornado is obviously you, the snow flake is me, the diamond tear drop is Yukina, the rose is Kurama, the blue star is Genkai, the dragon is Hiei, and the phoenix in the center is Yuusuke” Touya explained patiently
“Din why Urameshi gonna be center”?
Koenma rolls his eyes, “ Because he’s the one invoking the sword moron”
“Oh”
“PUU”!
Hiei had to resist the urge to let loose his darkness flame technique on Yuusuke’s other self. The spirit beast had just arrived a few minutes ago and wouldn’t leave him alone. Thus the forbidden child was locked in a quandary either attempt to figure out what was the matter with the spirit beast and solve the problem or go to the former detective and figure it out. Neither option did Hiei like. So he settled on merely scratching the blue phoenix’s belly until his counterpart came.
It was bad enough that he felt odd without his cloak and his sword out in the open. How he let Kurama talk him into wearing a kimono was beyond him. Now garbed in a dark purple shirt with black dragons stitched into the neckline on one side and a white and blue rose on the other side Hiei wanted to murder his mate. Sighing Hiei continued to pat Puu. As the great beast leaned its long graceful neck downward and his head bumped into Hiei’s Genkai spoke to him.
“What are your intentions toward my student sociopath?”
Hiei stared down at Genkai. She was dressed in the basic uniform of the miko only her hamaka was dark brown instead of red. The color was fitting in a way because had she been younger the coffee brown of her pants would match her eyes. Hiei wondered if he should answer the old hag’s question it was none of her business what he wanted to do with Yuusuke.
‘But she is Yuusuke’s teacher, and perhaps the closest thing he ever had something resembling a proper guardian-’
“I intend to take him as my second mate”
“You know the rules sociopath, demon law states quite clearly your gonna have to ask Atsuko before you try anything like that and you know it” Genkai fired back.
“She may be his birth mother Genkai but that’s where her involvement stopped, the only reason I asked Kurama’s mother is because I knew that she cared about her son’s happiness more than what her stupid human laws say, Yuusuke’s mother has no right to claim him”
Genkai raised an eyebrow, “Then your asking me”?
Hiei didn’t hesitate, “I am”
For a moment the old psychic only stared at him. Her dulled brown eyes pierced through his skin and right to his soul making him uncomfortable in his own skin. What ever she was looking for she seemed to find inside his ruby orbs because after staring into them for a few more seconds she looked away.
“Don’t hurt him”
The softly spoken words were a plea just as much as they were a threat. Suddenly the sword that had sat silently lay dormant in the lap of the Buda statue now glowed. Koenma stood up from the complete circle that he Jin and Touya had drawn.
“It’s time, everybody stand on your glyph,” he order them as he and Mitarai stepped away from the circle
Quickly each of them took their’ place at the circle. Touya stood to the right of Jin and Genkai stood to the wind master’s left. Next to the old spirit wave master was Yukina and next to the Koorime was her brother. Then the sword began to pulsate. Kurama and Yuusuke had just arrived.
“Kurama stand next to Hiei, Yuusuke your in the middle”
Neither of the former tantei questioned Koenma as they did as they were told completing the circle. No one was surprised when Puu sprung aloft and began to circle around Yuusuke in the air. The phoenix was his inner self after all and his heart was no longer in the human world, to many painful memories. The glyphs began to glow and pulsate in time with the sword and each of the departing could feel it as if it were their’ own heart beat.
Suddenly the blood rights sword flew toward Yuusuke whom caught it by the hilt out of instinct. Lighting danced across his skin where he caught the sword that was forged in the blood of his ancestor. He struggled to focus as the weapon tried to reach out to his youkai and drain him, for what purposes Yuusuke didn’t want to think about.
“Yuusuke, cut your palm on the blade and hurry” called out over the reverberation that was gradually becoming louder as the ceremony went on.
Again Yuusuke did as he was told and was surprised that the blade could easily cut into his skin. He watched in mild fascination as his blood ran down the blade to the ground in a single line. The wind picked up and the Maelstrom thrummed so heavily even Hiei was driven to his knees.
Yet not once did Yuusuke loose grip of the blood rights sword, even when he was driven to one knee and had to use the sword as support, not even as he watched with shocked awe as his teacher became young again with a lighting tattoo appearing on her neck, not even when Puu joined him at the center of the circle.
Then it happened. Yuusuke opened his mouth to let loose a scream of pain only to have not a sound come forth. The sword was red hot in the former spirit detective’s hand as it melded into his very skin and bones. Never in his life did the former delinquent ever feel physical pain like this. White lights exploded behind Yuusuke’s eyeballs and a presence entered into his mind with the force of a charging Raizen and a couple dozen Sansuis.
“I GREET YOU MY NEW MASTER, KING REIZEN LORD OF THE NORTH, SON OF RAIZEN”
And in a flash of white hot light they were gone leaving behind Koenma and Mitarai whom still shielded their eyes from the afterglow. Once the light glow had faded both Koenma and Mitarai uncovered their’ eyes and gasped. Engraved on the floor was the circle and the symbols that Jin, Touya, and Koenma had drawn. Mitarai looked at the spirit world prince
“Genkai’s going to kill you”
“Genkai is going to kill me” he agreed.
.:Mind speak:. Kurama
Mind speak Yoko
‘Thoughts’
“Speak”
Yuusuke glared at the clothes spread out on his bed. He, Genkai, Jin, Kurama, Touya, Hiei, and Yukina had returned to Genkai’s temple to prepare for their’ departure. He had already called the Kuwabaras and asked them to look after his mother because he and Yukina would no longer be able to do so.
Both brother and sister had agreed readily and assured the former spirit detective they would be fine. It did little to put his fears to rest. The knowledge of Keiko’s betrayal was too fresh upon his mind and paranoia and the hurt feeling festered like puss in a wound. He didn’t even want to begin to wonder how Kurama was dealing with his human mother’s death.
So concentrated on his negative line of thinking Yuusuke didn’t even sense Kurama approach until the spirit fox was just about to knock at the door. Quickly he plastered a cocky grin on his face and called out for his former teammate to come in. Yet as the former spirit detective turned to greet the red-haired kitsune he froze.
Kurama was already dressed in his ‘period clothing’ and as usual looked absolutely stunning. Kurama was dressed in a black shirt with blue and white roses stitched into the sleeves and collar. It was partially open showing just a peek of a finely chiseled chest. The shirt was neatly tucked into his white hamaka that was tied off with a dark purple belt, fitting snugly around his hips.
Kurama’s hair had grown longer since the demon world tournament and now was the same length as his ruthless counterpart. Yuusuke’s hands itched to run his fingers through the silken mane. His feet were incased in some type of battle ready black slippers. Looking into the gold-flecked emeralds that were Kurama’s eyes the former spirit detective knew lust and was confused by it.
For his part Kurama knew exactly what he was feeling and didn’t bother to fight it. He had always been interested in the former human and his interest grew into love over time. The fact that Yuusuke was raised in a society that thought same sex relationships or even having more than one relationship at once was taboo didn’t help much either. Yet like the great tactician that he was Kurama bided his time and planned, he had time and Hiei on his side after all.
Kurama chuckled remembering what his pyro happy lover had to say about his obsession after the fiasco with Sensui
(Flash back)
Kurama stood behind the seated Toushin hanyou. Casually the former thief held scissors in his grasp. Yet in his mind the kitsune was shaking like a leaf. Yuusuke stared at his reflection in the mirror scowling darkly at the long black locks obscuring his vision. Hiei was seated on the windowsill a few feet from them, smirking.
“How do you want your hair Yuusuke?” the kitsune asked
The detective looked at Kurama through the mirror with a grimace. He hated having long hair and he didn’t know how Kurama could stand it.
“Just make it the same length as before this shit went down Kurama”
The fox demon wasn’t surprised with Yuusuke’s decision at all but he couldn’t help but be disappointed. The former human looked good with long hair. He wanted nothing more than to run his hands through the wild black mane and perhaps touch other more arousing areas of Yuusuke’s body.
(Mind out of the gutter fox)
Kurama didn’t falter as he reluctantly began his task. He and Hiei were always close even when they weren’t mates, so close in fact that they would often mind speak instead of aloud. This was no different.
.:Not jealous koi:.
The fox spirit could practically feel the smirk as the heat of Hiei’s gaze settled on his rear end. Kurama held back an aroused shiver.
(I’m just surprised it took you so long to admit it to yourself, he is a good choice for a second mate)
Kurama mentally made a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat as he continued to clip Yuusuke’s hair. Out of indulgence the former thief left some of the length of Yuusuke’s hair stay, not enough to notice but just enough for it to grow out easily.
.:IT’s not as if I don’t want to try Hiei but, Yuusuke is most definitely in love with Keiko:.
(Their romance cannot last forever fox Yuusuke is a demon now)
.:Perhaps koi yet, the true question is are you just as in love with him as I am or are you just going along with this to please me:.
Hiei snorted mentally, (I thought you knew me better than that kitsune the detective whether he knows it or not has ensnared us both)
Kurama smiled at this knowing all too well that the fire Koorime would never admit what he mind spoke aloud.
“Thanks ‘rama”
The former thief looked down at his handy work and blinked in momentary shock. He hadn’t even noticed that his task was finished. Trying to cover up his relapse in his attention Kurama smiled his usual calm smile.
“Your welcome Yuusuke”
(End Flashback)
Looking at the former spirit detective now Kurama couldn’t help but notice just how handsome he had become. At the age of thirty-six Yuusuke had a purely masculine physic complete with tall height, broad shoulders, and muscled body. The little baby fat that he had at the age of eighteen was finally gone and his black tresses had grown out even longer than his own.
Yuusuke’s natural scent which had once been diluted by the stench of cigarettes was now cleared up leaving behind what it must have been before the former teen took up smoking, the scent of a storm. But what captivated Kurama the most were Yuusuke’s eyes. They were now a strange mixture of red and brown, lighter than maroon yet darker than Hiei’s ruby orbs giving them the appearance of blood.
Can we finally take him Shuuichi?
Like before Kurama wasn’t surprised to hear a voice that wasn’t his own in his head. This time though it wasn’t his beloved Hiei, it was Yoko. Or, at least it was the last remnants of his alter ego that hadn’t solidified itself into his persona.
.: Be patient Yoko:.
The former thief could just feel the pout that was surely on the silver fox’s face.
We can smell how much he wants us, why can’t we oblige our dear Reizen-sama
.: That is his body Yoko, as enjoyable as it would be to have you and I both know that we want all of him, body, mind, and soul not to mention you must learn to call him Yuusuke or at least just Reizen, he hates it when people calls him by his title:.
Fine but, I won’t stop calling him Reizen-sama that is who he truly is even if he denies it and don’t even try to stop me from calling him as such or I’ll call him Kamisenka instead and out loud
As Kurama’s internal battle continued Yuusuke stared at his former teammate trying to straighten out his own thoughts and waiting for the vision of beauty that was in his door to speak.
‘Where the fuck did that come from’, Yuusuke tried to shake the feeling that he knew he wasn’t supposed to be feeling.
Yuusuke Urameshi liked women and as betrayed as he felt Yuusuke was still in love with Keiko. Even thinking about Kurama in such a way felt like treachery even if Keiko was dead. However this didn’t stop Yuusuke from eyeing his friend’s absolutely gorgeous visage. It felt as if his body was on autopilot and he was unable to stop himself from blatantly giving the redhead a once over. In Yoko form or not Kurama was more beautiful than any woman including Keiko and the thought of kissing the kitsune was fast becoming appealing.
‘WHAT THE FUCK? I AM NOT GAY’
But no matter how many times he yelled this to himself in his head Yuusuke couldn’t get the image of Kurama naked and on top of him. The idea was just too erotic for him to let go. Yuusuke’s room was still with tension as both Toushin and kitsune became lost inside of their’ own respective internal battles. Finally Kurama managed to shake out of his argument with his more demonist alter ego.
“You should be getting ready Yuusuke everyone else is” the read head said as smoothly as he could manage
In turn Yuusuke two tried to calm down, “Yeah… Uh, I guess I should”
Without so much as a thought Yuusuke stripped pointedly ignoring Kurama as best as he could under the circumstances. The fox spirit watched his every move avidly and ruthlessly squashed the urge to attempt to make the former detective to see things from his perspective. However just as quickly as the hanyou was undressed he was dressed once more, minus the black belt that he was fumbling to tie to secure his white hamaka.
Kurama came up to him and helped him tie the belt before taking in his new attire. And was surprised to see on the collar of Yuusuke’s shirt was a black rose. He had to forcefully shove Yoko to the back of his mind before the spirit fox could make him react further. As soon as the belt tied Kurama moved away pretending to be completely calm. And not for the first time, Kurama wondered where Touya found these clothes.
Yuusuke wore two layers of shirts the inner layer being a yellow color while the outer layer was composed of a navy blue color with yellow lighting patterns going down from the shoulders of the kimono to the front of the waist. Emblazed on the back outlined in black and yellow was a blue phoenix bursting into flames at mid flight. Even the matching wrist guards and battle ready sandals seemed to only further Yuusuke’s matured good looks. With his knee length black mane tamed somewhat to be put in a high ponytail the former human looked like the demon king he was.
“You look nice Reizen-sama,” he said trying to distract the former detective.
It worked like a charm. Yuusuke was quick to snap out of his dazed state and glared at the fox spirit.
“Don’t call me that”
Kurama merely smiled at the growled command. Yuusuke was already fitting into the role of a powerful demon lord quite well. Yet the former thief didn’t dare turn his back to the Toushin. Yuusuke would never kill him but he was more than both powerful and creative enough to come up with ways to put a hurting on him. Yet just as he was going to address the issue once more the kitsune was interrupted.
(We’re ready fox tell Yuusuke to get a move on)
Kurama blinked, he was becoming too distracted.
.: We’re on our way koi:.
The half Koorime gave his mate a mental kiss on the lips before backing off, knowing exactly what his clever fox was up to but saying nothing. He would have plenty of time to join in on the fun after all so it could wait. He turned his attention back to Genkai whom was currently talking to Mitarai whom volunteered to take care of the temple in the old teacher’s and his sister’s absence.
Touya and Jin helped Koenma set up for the ritual that would take them back in time. It was quite interesting to watch the prince of the dead with two former shenobi in full ninja regalia get on their hands and knees and draw varies glyphs on the temple’s stone floor with color chalk.
“Each glyph represents one of you” he heard Koenma explain
“Din whose, who”?
“The tornado is obviously you, the snow flake is me, the diamond tear drop is Yukina, the rose is Kurama, the blue star is Genkai, the dragon is Hiei, and the phoenix in the center is Yuusuke” Touya explained patiently
“Din why Urameshi gonna be center”?
Koenma rolls his eyes, “ Because he’s the one invoking the sword moron”
“Oh”
“PUU”!
Hiei had to resist the urge to let loose his darkness flame technique on Yuusuke’s other self. The spirit beast had just arrived a few minutes ago and wouldn’t leave him alone. Thus the forbidden child was locked in a quandary either attempt to figure out what was the matter with the spirit beast and solve the problem or go to the former detective and figure it out. Neither option did Hiei like. So he settled on merely scratching the blue phoenix’s belly until his counterpart came.
It was bad enough that he felt odd without his cloak and his sword out in the open. How he let Kurama talk him into wearing a kimono was beyond him. Now garbed in a dark purple shirt with black dragons stitched into the neckline on one side and a white and blue rose on the other side Hiei wanted to murder his mate. Sighing Hiei continued to pat Puu. As the great beast leaned its long graceful neck downward and his head bumped into Hiei’s Genkai spoke to him.
“What are your intentions toward my student sociopath?”
Hiei stared down at Genkai. She was dressed in the basic uniform of the miko only her hamaka was dark brown instead of red. The color was fitting in a way because had she been younger the coffee brown of her pants would match her eyes. Hiei wondered if he should answer the old hag’s question it was none of her business what he wanted to do with Yuusuke.
‘But she is Yuusuke’s teacher, and perhaps the closest thing he ever had something resembling a proper guardian-’
“I intend to take him as my second mate”
“You know the rules sociopath, demon law states quite clearly your gonna have to ask Atsuko before you try anything like that and you know it” Genkai fired back.
“She may be his birth mother Genkai but that’s where her involvement stopped, the only reason I asked Kurama’s mother is because I knew that she cared about her son’s happiness more than what her stupid human laws say, Yuusuke’s mother has no right to claim him”
Genkai raised an eyebrow, “Then your asking me”?
Hiei didn’t hesitate, “I am”
For a moment the old psychic only stared at him. Her dulled brown eyes pierced through his skin and right to his soul making him uncomfortable in his own skin. What ever she was looking for she seemed to find inside his ruby orbs because after staring into them for a few more seconds she looked away.
“Don’t hurt him”
The softly spoken words were a plea just as much as they were a threat. Suddenly the sword that had sat silently lay dormant in the lap of the Buda statue now glowed. Koenma stood up from the complete circle that he Jin and Touya had drawn.
“It’s time, everybody stand on your glyph,” he order them as he and Mitarai stepped away from the circle
Quickly each of them took their’ place at the circle. Touya stood to the right of Jin and Genkai stood to the wind master’s left. Next to the old spirit wave master was Yukina and next to the Koorime was her brother. Then the sword began to pulsate. Kurama and Yuusuke had just arrived.
“Kurama stand next to Hiei, Yuusuke your in the middle”
Neither of the former tantei questioned Koenma as they did as they were told completing the circle. No one was surprised when Puu sprung aloft and began to circle around Yuusuke in the air. The phoenix was his inner self after all and his heart was no longer in the human world, to many painful memories. The glyphs began to glow and pulsate in time with the sword and each of the departing could feel it as if it were their’ own heart beat.
Suddenly the blood rights sword flew toward Yuusuke whom caught it by the hilt out of instinct. Lighting danced across his skin where he caught the sword that was forged in the blood of his ancestor. He struggled to focus as the weapon tried to reach out to his youkai and drain him, for what purposes Yuusuke didn’t want to think about.
“Yuusuke, cut your palm on the blade and hurry” called out over the reverberation that was gradually becoming louder as the ceremony went on.
Again Yuusuke did as he was told and was surprised that the blade could easily cut into his skin. He watched in mild fascination as his blood ran down the blade to the ground in a single line. The wind picked up and the Maelstrom thrummed so heavily even Hiei was driven to his knees.
Yet not once did Yuusuke loose grip of the blood rights sword, even when he was driven to one knee and had to use the sword as support, not even as he watched with shocked awe as his teacher became young again with a lighting tattoo appearing on her neck, not even when Puu joined him at the center of the circle.
Then it happened. Yuusuke opened his mouth to let loose a scream of pain only to have not a sound come forth. The sword was red hot in the former spirit detective’s hand as it melded into his very skin and bones. Never in his life did the former delinquent ever feel physical pain like this. White lights exploded behind Yuusuke’s eyeballs and a presence entered into his mind with the force of a charging Raizen and a couple dozen Sansuis.
“I GREET YOU MY NEW MASTER, KING REIZEN LORD OF THE NORTH, SON OF RAIZEN”
And in a flash of white hot light they were gone leaving behind Koenma and Mitarai whom still shielded their eyes from the afterglow. Once the light glow had faded both Koenma and Mitarai uncovered their’ eyes and gasped. Engraved on the floor was the circle and the symbols that Jin, Touya, and Koenma had drawn. Mitarai looked at the spirit world prince
“Genkai’s going to kill you”
“Genkai is going to kill me” he agreed.