Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Human Demon Child ❯ Never Plays Fair ( Chapter 4 )

Ch. 4: Never Plays Fair

First, before you guys/gals read, I would like to thank my Onee-chan (who I believe is called ‘Inuyasha s Mate’ on here) for helping me with a certain scene and DemanFox; for being my first reviewer.
Thank you, you two!!
DISCLAIMER!!!! I really don't wish to put a claim on Frostbite. The name and design belong to Gaia, I just gave it kick-ass powers and made it come to life. Neither do I want to claim Yusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei. Those four belong to a Japanese male - whose name I can't really pronounce - I think his name is... Yoshihiro Togashi.
KEY:"blah, blah, blah" = talkingblah, blah, blah = thinking


Enjoy!! ^0^


The girl quickly jumps into the air and dodges the sticky leg.

Landing in one of the surrounding tree’s branches the masked girl glares down at the demon. “You are utterly stupid; to strike at me.” She darkly says.

“HA!” laughs Kumo. “You’re nothing more than a woman!” Kumo continues to laugh at the darkened aura woman.

“Sexist pig,” her growl whispers through the winds.

“I thought he was a spider demon.” Kuwabara says, idiotically.

Visibly the woman ignores Kuwabara, as do the others, for she jumps off the thick branch. Rising one of her well tone legs above her head she falls to the ground, but once close enough to Kumo she harshly slices her leg down – in an eruption of light ice Kumo’s hideous face meets the ground. Due to the ice kick an ice crown is on Kumo’s head.

“Nice!” exclaim Yusuke and Kuwabara, their bodies squirming in the large web.

“Hn,” Hiei lets out.

“Marvelous.” Kurama agrees.

Not paying attention to their praises, the woman walks from the spider demon and towards the group. Rolling her violet eyes she finds it ridiculous that the group of boys couldn’t defeat a simple spider.

A crackling sound forms behind her. Raising a dark eyebrow she looks over her shoulder. Kumo raises himself, the cart ledge in his multiple legs popping.

Kumo lets out a crow of a laugh. “Do you really think a mere kick will kill me!!” he madly looks at the woman. The nameless woman stares blankly at the beast.

“Oh, look she’s shivering in her boots!!” Kumo cackles.

“He sure is full of himself.” Kuwabara mumbles to no one in particular.

Kumo reels his head back sucking in air, his front legs come off the ground by eight inches. Quickly he swings his head back a wet dark gray substance comes out of his mouth.

The woman jumps out of the way; having the four male teens splatter with the gray liquid substance.

“Spider demon loogey!” Yusuke and Kuwabara make a look of utter disgust. Kurama face scrunches up a bit, while Hiei glares down at his new dark gray outfit.

Grabbing her blade’s dark blue and silver handle she unsheathes it. White and black snowflakes erupt from the sheath once the blade is fully out.

Hiei eyes widen - only by millimeters - seeing the blade.

The blade is a Frostbite katana. The entire blade itself is a sleek light blue, similar to the fresh snow’s shadow. The collar of it is a white crystal snowflake - the east and west sides are longer and more fine-edged. The north and south are small but still have fine edges. That snow-crystal, alone, in its pure coloring, seems deadly.

It’s a demon’s fang, a powerful one at that. Hiei thinks to himself, with a smirk.

Hauntingly, on the blade’s back (making look like a silver line) the woman brings the white blade up to her neck. One could barely see the smirk behind her black mask.

“I normally don’t use Frostbite on demons such as yourself,” she says. “But since the situation has presented itself…” she turns the blade; Kumo’s reflection visible. “I must.”

Her violet eyes gain a twisted, sick look.

Bringing the blade down, a sliver and light blue slash is seen.

Blood erupts from Kumo’s face making him screech in pain. His hands collide to his face, barely stopping the gushing blood.

“Hn,” Hiei smirks in satisfaction.

“Yeah!” exclaims Yusuke. “That’s showin’ him!!” Yusuke’s body squirms on the spider’s web. Kuwabara soon joins in the celebration. Kurama smiles with a gentleness in his eyes.

The nameless woman whips around and jumps into the night’s cold air, and falls towards the gang. Her, gloved, left hand reaches out.

“What the hell are you doing!?” Yusuke yells. “You’ll just get stuck!”

“Hn,” sounds the woman. “Baka.”

Slightly dipping her middle finger down – she continues to fall. The said finger doesn’t even touch the web once it freezes completely over.

Hiei breaks free and jumps over onto the other side of the large spider demon.

Kurama leaps off the web, in the air his body twisting in the air as he takes out his Rose Whip from his crimson locks.

Yusuke falls to the ground but lands on his feet. His hand is in the form of a gun being ready to fire his spirit energy at Kumo.

Kuwabara falls onto his head with a loud ‘thud’. Kuwabara sits up while rubbing the sore spot on his head with a pain filled expression.

The woman crashes into remaining web; small white crystals cling to her purple clothing and her long raven locks. She lands in a kneeling position, her hair slowly falling onto her back.

Pushing off the chilled ground; the woman back flips towards Hiei.

Standing tall, her violet eyes glare at the spider demon.

“You bitch…!” Kumo’s silver-red pupil eyes gain a wildfire within their depths.

The woman closes her eyes, and through her mask one can see a small smile on her lips. “Now, that is a new name. No one has ever called me that before,” she lets out a small chuckle.

“SHIRIT GUN!!!” A light blue, colossal ball of energy and light is fired from Yusuke’s place.

The woman, Hiei, and Kurama jump away from the blast – back towards Yusuke and Kuwabara. Yusuke’s spirit energy blasts towards Kumo; the said spider demon is thrown off his pointed feet.

His large body hits the ground with a deafening boom and creating an outsized crater in the ground.

“Damn it.” Yusuke swears; seeing Kumo rise from the ground.

Kumo’s neck is at a discomforting angle; it seems that the bones in it are broken. One neck bone unparticular is nearly sticking out of the disgusting flesh.

“That won’t work.” A large, fanged, twisted grin spreads out on Kumo’s face as his neck fixes by itself.

The woman’s violet eyes stare emotionlessly at the narcissistic demon. The wheels within her protective mind are conducting something.

The boy’s go into attack Kumo.

Hiei uses his katana to decapitate Kumo’s spider legs. The green blood oozes out of the wound, but it soon takes shape as a spider’s overgrown leg and becomes a solid.

Kuwabara uses his Spirit Sword to slice the demon’s legs off, too.

Kurama’s Rose Whip hits the spider’s lower half with deadly, bloody accurate force. The blood runs across the back and drips onto the dark, cold earth.

“He couldn’t just be a little, easy-flick-able bug?!” yells Yusuke. Kumo laughs in the detective’s face.

The violet eyed woman stares blankly at the teens fighting. The night’s air blows past her; strains of her raven tresses go across her face.

“Hey, Miss Mysterious!” Yusuke grabs the unknown woman’s attention. “You just gonna stand there or help us?”

“Hn,” is the woman’s, Miss Mysterious, verbal response.

Tightening her grip on Frostbite’s handle she jumps into the air.

Seeing this; one of Kumo’s hairy legs loses its wet look and gains a rock hard exterior. It shoots towards Miss Mysterious.

An ear splitting scream cuts through the chilly night air – like a white knife through butter. Miss Mysterious uses her ice powers to jump off the air and far enough to tend to her wound.

Kumo cackles in pleasure seeing the young woman’s crimson blood gushing from the back of her right thigh.

Kuwabara is at her side in an instant. He rips off his blue, school uniform’s sleeve and wraps it around Miss Mysterious’ thigh.

Mysterious shuts her mouth tight and her purple eyes screw shut. Unbearable pain is written on her face. Her entire body is tense and her hands grip the makeshift bandaged leg – her fingers slightly twitch inward. The feeling of smoldering, white daggers stab her leg constantly, the pain refuses to stop!

“Demons never play fucking fair…” she manages to get out.

Kuwabara helps Miss Mysterious sit upright: her back on his chest and his hands on her shoulders.

“That damn bastard.” Mysterious’ violet eyes gain specks of deadly red.

The boys swiftly jump away from Kumo; avoiding a raging fire shooting from the trees.

Kumo’s screech is almost mechanical. His large body begins to sink and chard, become black.

“Is it over?” Kuwabara asks.

All the teens stare at the black ash. The wind rustles their clothing and whirls around the soot.

Miss Mysterious stands the best she can: her left foot firmly planted on the earth, while her right foot ‘stands’ on its toes. She begins to limp away from the group, but stops when she hears something forming behind her.

Turning around fully her purple eyes widen; Kumo is forming again!

“What the hell!?” Yusuke yells.

The coal colored ash rises off the ground and swirls, forming a black slow-moving tornado. Within the twister Kumo’s ashes forming inside it.

All of the teens glare coldly at the spider demon.

The last bit of the soot lands underneath, on his belly.

Kumo throws his human head back and laughs like a super villain from the television shows. “Do you really think fire can defeat me?” He continues to laugh.

“We were kinda hoping…” Kuwabara mumbles.

Miss Mysterious purple eyes gain a panicked look in their depths. Her blood slowly begins to seep through Kuwabara’s sleeve.

“Damn-it all…” she growls out.

Kumo’s body is fully formed; he throws his head back and gives a long, powerful laugh. “All of you are weak! No one can defeat me, KUMO!! I AM ALL POWERFULL!!!”

(A/N: This is the part where Onee-chan helped me!)

“I doubt you even have the power to follow through. It seems that you’re just a coward hiding behind all talk,” Kurama tells Kumo. The fox demon’s emerald green eyes harden as the pupils zero-in on the spider.

“Nani?” Kumo’s human-half leans back, his eyes bulging out.

“You continue to gloat on how you’ll defeat us, and yet, you’ve hardly done anything.”

Miss Mysterious gazes down at her wrapped leg. The heated pain, feeling like thousands of fine tipped needles poking the area, has been replaced by dull, beating throbs with every heart beat.

“Why you sniveling brat...”

Kurama lets out an amused chuckle and he slowly shakes his head in disapproval. “There you go again.”

“I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!” Kumo roars. His demonic markings appear, his fangs enlarging, and blood pouring out of his eyes (not crying).

Kurama glares at the spider demon, his brows nearly knitting together as he watches the enemy come towards him.

Glossy silver strands form in the middle of the atmosphere, all around Kumo. The strings wrap around each other, coming to a common vertex – one for each teen present.

They shoot towards the four teens, but then, shatter like glass! All stare with shocked expressions, all but the clever fox.

Kumo is especially stunned, having not moved in the slightest, his eyes about to pop out of their sockets. His mouth is in the same place it was when he started to create the spear of threads: a smug smirk. Clearly, the shock had gotten to him.

Miss Mysterious gazes up at a chuckling Kurama.

“Another too blinded by anger to see what’s clearly in front of them,” Kurama’s death seed coils around Kumo’s dead body. “It makes things too easy for my death seed. If he would have been more focused on his surroundings than his pride, he could have maybe moved in time.” He sighs. “But that’s what happens when you monologue.”

(A/N: Well there it was! Thanks again, Onee-chan!)

The injured maiden stands on weak legs, streams of blood run down her right leg. The biggest male’s once light blue sleeve is now drenched with her dark blood. Miss Mysterious limps towards the colorful flowers and stares blankly at the black dust, the guys’ voices falling deaf to her rounded ears.

“Miss,” the girls violet eyes widen for a breath’s second hearing someone’s gentle voice, and feeling someone place their hand on her shoulder. Looking over her shoulder she sees Kurama. “Are you alright?”

The girl’s eyes turn into a cold glare. She shrugs off his warm hand and walks away from the nearing males, walking backwards.

Kuwabara is the first one to say something about her backing away. “Hey you need help,” he reaches out. “Come with us.”

His words fall on deaf ears. Miss Mysterious slowly raises her hand in the chilled air.

“I don’t need any help.” She says to the boys.

A fiery, large, red line zips by the nameless woman and the group of male teens.

The guys cover their eyes (in Hiei’s case he squints his red eyes and barely turns his head to the side, slightly) to protect them from the potentially dangerous flames.

Blood jumps off the woman’s leg as she is taken away from the site.

The teens uncover their eyes; seeing the colorful flower’s brims disappear due to the powerful fire.

The dark red blood’s scent draws the two demons’ attention. Hiei gazes at the splatters of blood and the fox walks up to them.

Kurama’s knees pop several times as he comes close to the maiden’s blood.

“Kurama, what are you-EW!” Yusuke’s and Kuwabara’s immediately tense up; watching Kurama run his index and middle finger across the dark, thick liquid. Hiei stands, unmoving.

Bringing both of the fingers up he lightly sniffs it. His brows knit together and his eyes harden after smelling the ‘scent’.

Coming out of the disgust he fell under, Yusuke walks up to the red head. “So… what’s it about the blood that has you sniffing it, Kurama?”

Kurama looks over his shoulder and up at the detective. “Her blood doesn’t have a scent.”

Kuwabara and Yusuke’s eyes widen in shock.

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+Shina’s POV+

Shina limps towards the white, large building – dark gray bags under her dull red eyes. Various, colorful, flowers are cradling in her right arm. Her left pulls a black wagon with silver shooting stars on the side, having numerous stuffed animals inside. Blaze lays curled up among the other animals – in between the legs of a fairly large teddy bear with a light green striped bow around its neck.

Different vehicles zip by on the black road.

The young woman stares blankly at the growing building.

Her leg kept her up all night; having the accident she had last evening made her limp toward this very hospital. Her blood was cascading down from the wrapped wound.

The sound of automatic opening doors brings back her focus.

“Hello, Shina-chan, back already?” a gentle, but leading voice asks.

Shina looks up at the six foot male doctor. His dark blue eyes stare down at her ruby orbs. His dark chocolate brown hair shines an auburn color in the lobby, main room.

His lean tanned skin is dressed in his normal doctor attire: black dress shoes, dark blue slacks, a black belt with a silver buckle, a light blue long sleeved button up shirt, a white-medical trench coat, and a dark green clip board.

Blaze jumps onto Shina’s shoulder a gives a light ‘bark’.

“Hello to you too, Blaze.” The doctor says. He looks back at Shina; waiting for his answer.

Shina gives a small smile and nods. “I think it was about time that I came to visit.”

Both of them begin to walk towards the room.

“Dr. Santo,” Shina asks the Italian doctor. “Is it alright if-?”

“Hai.” Dr. Santo answers before Shina could finish; knowing her question.

Once they reached the door Dr. Santo slides the white door open.

“Shina-hime!!” an ecstatic chorus sounds within the white room.

“Hey, guys!” Shina says back with a content smile, walking into the room. Dr. Santo slides the door shut, giving them their privacy.

Blaze jumps off Shina’s shoulder and runs to one of the kids and jumps in her lap.

“Blaze-kun!” shouts the little girl, holding the tiny red and orange fox close to her.

Shina chuckles lightly. She gently places the wagon’s handle down on the ground and walks toward a long ivory table, she places the flowers down – treating them like glass.

She limps over to each and every end table, near the young kids’ beds, and takes out the wilting flowers.

“Shina-hime,” the ice maiden looks toward the young boy. “Why are you limping? Did someone hurt you!?” The six year old boy sits up right his eyes nearly coming out of their sockets.

Shina laughs lightly as she takes out the dying yellow daises from the glass light blue vase, by his bed. “I had an incident, while I was doing my chores. So I guess I hurt myself by mistake.” She looks down at ill boy.

His chestnut eyes stare at Shina’s tired expression. Shina gingerly ruffles his black hair and pushes it back; revealing more of the white bandages. “Hiromasa, you have nothing to worry about.” She smiles gently down at him.

“But, Shina-hime,” Shina looks towards the young girl, who’s holding Blaze. Shina places the new, bright yellow daises in Hiromasa’s vase; while looking over her shoulder towards the young girl.

Her dark brown hair has yet to be tended to; showing her pillow head hair. The girl’s bright blue eyes playfully glare at Shina. “You’re our princess! You’re supposed to be graceful!!” the girl’s lower lip comes out in a pout.

The other children agree with her.

Shina lets out a light laugh. “That maybe true, Hana. But even princesses have the silly moments.” Shina sticks the tip of her pink tongue out and gives Hana a peace sign.

The ailing kids laugh whole heartily; Shina soon joins in as she falls under its spell.

Shina talks to children while she switches the dying floors, with the freshly bought ones. Blaze jumps from one kid’s bed to the next – being sure that they get enough time to pet him.

“Shina-hime?”

The injured, teen, girl looks over her right shoulder as she puts the last group of flowers in a teal glass vase.

The little girl is obviously blushing. She scratches Blaze’s skin; his tail wags back and forth at the sensation. “Ummm….” her face reddens.

“What is it, Estu?” Shina sits on the petite girl’s white bed.

Estu brings her, slightly, chubby fingers out of Blaze’s fur and twirls them together. Estu brings her face up and blushes more once seeing Shina is gazing down at her. Quickly Estu brings her head down.

Shina lets out a light laugh. Ever so gently she places her pale hand on Estu’s cheek and brings her head upward. Shina’s ruby colored orbs bore into her brown eyes searching for what Estu’s question is.

Estu’s face becomes redder than Shina’s eyes. “Ummm… c-c-could you fin-finish t-telling us th-th-at story, p-please?”

Shina’s shoulders slightly shake up and down as she chuckles. Moving her hand from Estu’s face she brings it up to her head and Shina runs her slim fingers thru Estu’s messy, curly, black hair. “Is that all?”

Estu nods, her hands shoot up to her redden face; hiding her embarrassment.

Shina lightly chuckles behind her hand. “Of course.” She takes her hand back and gently taps her own chin, gazing up at the white tiled ceiling. “Now where did I leave off?”

“Right at the part where the prince is fighting that black dragon!” shouts one of the children enthusiastically.

Shina stands up and looks towards the young boy. “Arigatou, Kanaye.”

“Welcome!”

Shina smiles sweetly at him, and begins to tell the kids the story of ‘Sleeping Beauty’. She acts it out to the best of her abilities – minus the kiss scene.

The six children laugh and cheer at the happy ending, once she finished. Shina takes a bow.

Walking towards the black wagon she gives all of them their new stuffed animals. All of them tightly hug their new friends with gleeful faces – the giant bear still sits in the wagon.

“Ta, ta~!” Shina sings as she leaves the room.

“Buh bye~!!” the kids sing back. Shina laughs.

But once outside the white room she sighs in depression. She leans on the sliding door with a mournful expression; those children have been in here for many months, but not as long as her next patient.

Lifting herself off the door Shina begins to limp down the quiet hall. All sounds left her ears: the heels of nurses, the groans of the dying, the wailing of the born babies, the spinning wheels of the wheelchairs, the scribbling of doctors, the squeak of the toy wagon behind her, or the rushing footsteps.

Instinctively stopping, Shina looks through the small square window of where her final destination is. With a deep breath she grips on the handle and slowly slides the white door open.

Walking into the room she hears a happy gasp.

“Shina-hime!!!” a young boy nearly yells.

Shina’s ruby eyes gaze at the dark green, child orbs.

A small boy lays down staring happily at his princess. His dull, dark brown hairs are in a deep tangled mess. His pale skin shows just how rarely he’s been outside. The boy’s tiny hands grip the white sheets.

Blaze jumps down from Shina’s shoulder and sprints towards the boy, and jumps on the bed – into the boy’s lap. The fox purrs greatly as the ill boy pets behind his furry ear.

“Hey, Yasashiku-kun…” Shina greets the boy, Yasashiku.


Author's Note: Okay, to those (fangirls) who are saying "Kurama would never smell blood that!" HA! He is a fox demon and he wanted to satisfy his curiosity!! And did you want me to put 'Kurama got on all fours and smelled the unknown woman's blood'? Yeah, I didn't think so! xP
And I forgot to put a DISCLAIMER on 'Sleeping Beauty,' that movie belongs to Disney.
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