Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Age of Darkness ❯ If Darkness Had a Face..... ( Chapter 3 )

As you can tell, our little plot is moving along awkwardly. As you might be able to tell, I've set up a few charra X Kurama possibilities. When I get near the end I'll be giving you a choice. You'll be choosing which character Kurama is paired with. Kind of the ultimate test of who best suites Kurama.

Trying to get in touch with my friend Shiro so I can ask her if I can use her Character Aoko. XD What? I'm a nut case.

Oh, by the way, Up till now I forgot to spell check XD

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Chapter Three:

If Darkness had a Face....

Kita shook her head. Kurama had ran off five minutes prior and left her with someone she didn't know and someone she didn't like. She wondered how long it'd take for one of them to get into a fight with the other. It had happened several times before.

"So. What's project you two are working on with Kurama?" Shizuru asked.

Aikou immediately piped up. "It's an experiment with movement." Shizuru coughed. Aikou looked at her. "Are you okay?" Shizuru nodded. "Yeah, just,, how do I put it, awkwardly amused." Aikou just blinked as Kita thought that sentence over.

Shizuru stood up and looked at them. "So, either of you two girls smoke?"

He was pissed, no, pissed was an understatement. They had sent him to kill the reincarnation of his... He let his thoughts trail off. He knew his original thought wasn't very accurate, despite how much he wanted it to be. Was she that important to them dead, despite her lack of magical aura?

Really, it made no sense. Someone with no magical aura, no obvious spiritual aura and absolutely no demon aura couldn't be of much danger to his employers, could she? He sighed. This was so confusing.

He continued to storm down the halls of his employers estate. Seriously, why did they have to make such large buildings when they never had visitors other than assassins and the occasional merchant. He'd never understand rich people.

He burst into the chambers of the three people who had bought his services. "You tricked me." He roared into the large, dark, and empty chamber. Though, empty was not completely accurate. Three sets of eyes, each pair of a different primary color. A creepy laugh echoed through the hall. Why did he suddenly have a bad feeling?

Kurama took Kat by the shoulders and shook her gently. Worry was present in his eyes. "Are you all right? Are you wounded?" Kat sweatdropped. "No, and I'm not talking about the fight. But I won't explain." She said with a great deal of anger. "I'm not a little kid, I hate your fan girls, let me go and leave me alone." Kurama backed up at her glare. He sighed. "Let's just go home." Kat resisted a growl. "Fine." As they started off Kat tried to pay attention to her surroundings. Sadly, it did her no good. In truth, she had very bad eye sight.

She proved it often. She proved it again as she crashed into a light pole. One of many that littered the park's walk way. Kurama looked at her. "You forgot your glasses." She looked at him and crossed her arms. "I don't need 'em." Kurama sighed. "That pole you ran into says otherwise." He pulled out the hard case that held her glasses and handed it to her. "Please put them on." She half growled and yanked them from his hands. She opened the case and put the copper framed glasses on. Why did he always have to have everything she needed exactly when she needed it? Because he was her older brother, even if they were only half siblings.

Kat looked down as they continued walking. Kurama smiled lightly and picked her up. Kat let out a surprised yelp. "Wha?" Kurama smiled brightly and got her up on his shoulders. He laughed a little. "It's been a while since I've done this. You've gotten much bigger." He smiled. She couldn't help but smile a bit too. "You're stupid." she said not-so-convincingly. Kurama smiled softly. She was a strange child. With a sixth sense, you couldn't blame her for being odd. he shook his head. "It's going to be dark soon, let's hurry."

Shizuru had stepped out for a smoke, leaving Kita and Aikou alone. If there was ever a worse idea it had never been gone through.

Kita sighed. "I wish Shuuichi would get his butt back here." Aikou glared at her a little. "Why, so you can sex him up?" Kita smirked, Aikou had asked for it. "Oh, like you do?" "WHAT?!" Aikou roared. Kita held back a snicker. That never got old.

a loud yelp was heard outside. "I'm late! Gomen! Gomen!!" A somewhat tall girl ran into the room from outside. She was dressed in the school uniform. It had been hours since they got out. Even Aikou and Kita had changed. The new comer sighed. Her long, deep purple hair falling over her shoulders slightly.

Kita smiled, raising her hand in a greeting. "Hello Ao!" Aoko, Ao for short, raised her hand in the same greeting. "Sorry I'm late, I ran some errands and lost track of time." Aikou sweatdropped. "You're not the last to arrive, that Prima Donna Miru isn't here yet." Kita tried not to laugh. 'I'd ask how she has any room to talk about Prima Donnas but Miru is 100% Prima Donna whilst Aikou is..' Her thoughts were interrupted as Kurama came in through the door, Kat still on his shoulders. Three pairs of eyes looked at him. Ao's deep blue, Kita's bright green and Aikou's emerald.

Kurama smiled. "I'll be right with you after I..." He was cut off by Kat. "Ao Chan! Kita Chan!" Kurama smiled. now if only she'd be that nice to Aikou. 'Maybe she senses the royalty in her demon form's blood, Kat never has liked authority much.' He thought. Kurama leaned over so Kat could get off. The young red head ran over to Ao and Kita, giving each a hug in turn. She smiled a bit and then looked at the clock. She yelped. "No fair, seven thirty?" She quickly ran upstairs. Kurama shook his head. "Kat.."

Aikou let out a yelp as Ao sat on her left, Kita was on her right. "No fair! Now there's no way I'll get to sit next to Shuuichi now!" Kurama looked at them and sighed. Ao sweatdropped. "I'm sorry. If it means that much to you I can move.." Aikou puffed up a bit. "Oh never mind..." Ao laughed nervously and move anyway. Kurama felt sorry for Ao. She just wanted to sit down.

Kurama was about to walk over to them when a knock came on the door. If it was someone other than Miru San or Shizuru San he was going to call it a day. They had two weeks to work on the project anyways. He walked over to the door and half fell over as the long haired blonde, Miru walked in. Rather she wrapped her arms around his neck and half hung off of him.

Kurama tried not to sneeze at the ecsessive amount of perfume she had on. Perfume wasn't the only thing she had too much of on. Her hazel eyes were caked in light green eye shadow as were her lips with bright red lip stick. Kurama back up as she released her grip and took a look at her. She had dangling pearl earrings and a large diamond necklace on. Her clothing was a fancy navy blue shirt with a low neck, it was made of an extremely fine fabric. She also had a short skirt on, little blue chibi angel wings printed on it's sage fabric. If one looked at her legs they would notice pink stockings and expensive high heals.

He sweatdropped heavily, plastering a fake smile on his face. "Uh, Miru.. Is this what you wear to study meetings?" Miru blinked and looked into the room. Seeing the three girls she held back a blush. "Oh, you meant REAL study..." Kurama blinked. "What other type of study is there?" He asked innocently.

Two growls were heard behind him. "How disgusting!" Kita and Aikou said at the same time, both looking pissed. Ao was twitching lightly, a look on her face that said she was going to throw up if the conversation went on much more. Miru 'hmphed' and dragged Kurama to the table, she sat next to Aikou, bringing Kurama to her other side. She then proceeded to cling to his arm. Kita and Ao both looked at each other. Kita spoke first, in a low voice. "Poor guy." Ao nodded. "Very much so." Aikou looked ready to murder some one.

Upstairs Kat had closed her door and cut on the computer, only to cut it off. She sighed sadly. "I wish he wasn't so popular,,," she said sitting on her bed. She took her shoes off and laid down on her bed fully. "I should have left my shoes at the door..." She said trying to make her mind stray from the subject.

It was no good. She sighed and shifted to where she was laying on her belly. 'It's odd... Ever since the girls started noticing him I started avoiding him... He's always been there for me..' She thought sadly. 'I've been a burden..' She frowned deeply. 'I remember when it was explained how I was only a year younger than Onisan and how we were only half siblings,,, Poor mom had been walking home from getting groceries and it happened..' She sat up, undyingly uncomfortable. 'And how cold Onisan was till mom got hurt, I remember that day, I was home sick from school...' She curled up into a fetal position. "I want daddy..." She said aloud. She knew no one was listening, or so she believed. Shiori, Shuuichi and Kat's mother, had been in front of Kat's door with her supper. She was about to knock but waited a few minutes after she heard Kat. Kat was still young when her father died. That child's memory was amazing.

Shiori finally knocked on the door and walked in with the tray. She knew Kat wouldn't want to be in the group down stairs so she brought it up. Kat had managed to get herself in her computer chair before her mother opened the door. "Hello mom." She said pasting a smile on her face. Shiori smiled back sadly. She placed the tray on Kat's bed and walked over to her, giving her a hug. She smiled a bit and released her daughter. "I'm going to bed early, all right?" Kat nodded to her mother as she left the room. Kat walked over to her bed. Her mother had taken her shoes downstairs without her noticing. Kat smiled and started to eat her supper.

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Maybe I should call this a WAFF (Warm and fuzzy feelings) fic... Nah. It's going to get interesting soon.

Oh, I now have permission from Koneko Urameshi to use her charra Koneko and permission from Shiro to use her charra Aoko. Miru is an OC I made for this fic.

By the way, Mediaminer doesn't support my paragraph separations (when switching to another area that is. I put down four rows of spacing and MM.org makes it two) so I'm extremely sorry.