Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Aoitsuki Yurai ❯ Laser Pointers Are A Girl's Best Friend ( Chapter 10 )
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<Font face="Verdana">Disclaimer: BAH! These things -.-() Ok same old thing. Yu Yu Hakusho stuff belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi, Original stuff belongs to me. The two t-shirt sayings belong to the catalogue I found them in called 'What On Earth' Very good catalogue. <Br>
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A/N: Here's the second half of what was chapter nine, but this is now chapter ten! YAY! TEN CHAPTERS! *sigh* Thank you readers! If it wasn't for you and your wonderful reviews, I would've never got my butt in gear and worked on this! Well, you don't want to hear me talk. Arigato mina-san and enjoy the chapter! Last chapter we met Ryuka! Now we get to see the fun morning adventure involving the alley!<Br>
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&a mp;nbsp; The next morning, Shinzui was up bright and early, finding Ryuka still asleep, she decided to do a morning jog. After putting her hair in a high pony tail, she pulled on a tank top and pair of running pants. Careful to not wake Kouken or her friend, she crept down stairs, and put on her sneakers after grabbing a spare key to put in her pocket. Once outside, she listening to the still morning with the various tunes of the birds drifting about. She inhaled deeply, sighed happily, and began to jog down the sidewalk.<Br>
"I love jogging at this hour," she said to herself, "It's always so peaceful."<Br>
She was deaf to the voice that came from a tree, "The kid's on the move."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Shinzui passed a house where a pair of green eyes were looking boredly out the window, but then watched her pass. Kurama had woken up from the same strange dream he had every night, but now he was wide awake as he watched Shinzui pass. However, he noticed that someone dropped from the tree and they were watching Shinzui while talking into a walkie-talkie. Kurama opened his window to see if he could hear anything the man said. After all, being a demon does have its advantages.<Br>
"Yeah, Shoushiko's kid is on the move," said the man, "Out jogging. Are you sure she's the one you want to catch? She seems oblivious to everything around her."<Br>
A voice shouted in anger from the walkie-talkie, making the man jump and hold it away. "Of course she's the one, you idiot! We've been waiting to research her for years! Ever since Shoushiko told us about that prophecy! Now, tell the others and get on her trail!" <Br>
"Right, sir," said the man, turning the dial, "Alright guys, the stage is set and it's show time. Let's go."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama watched as the man left, laughing a bit and disappeared around the corner. He immediately changed his clothes and went down stairs to put on his shoes. He left a note for his mother, saying he went to see his friends, and left in a rush. The fox managed to catch up to the man and trail him down the street. Meanwhile, Shinzui was still jogging down the sidewalk, singing to herself as she traveled around the block. Suddenly, she skidded to a halt, seeing the scientists that her father had met with, arguing about something. <Br>
<i>Crap, it's those guys!</i> she thought, looking around, <i>AHA! Alley!</i> She ducked into the alley and ran towards the other side. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; The route was cut off when a car turned into the alley, driving towards her. Shinzui skidded to a halt and turned to run the other way, but slid to a stop again when she saw it blocked by another car. <i>Dammit!</i> She thought, <i>Once again, I've gotten myself into trouble.</i> She saw people getting out of the cars and looking at her with smug faces. The scientists came around the corner, looking equally smug, and Shinzui glared at them when they laughed. <Br>
"A bit trapped are we, Shinzui?" asked bald-headed, Yamai.<Br>
"You skeevy bastard," growled Shinzui, glaring at him and getting ready for a fight.<Br>
"I'd stay put if I were you," said Gaidoku, smirking, "All these guns are loaded with tranquilizers. You'd be out before you took five steps."<Br>
"Sounds good, I could use more sleep," said Shinzui sarcastically.<Br>
"Take a good look around you, kid," said Baikin, "It's the last time you'll see the outside until we're done with you."<Br>
"Hmm, this <i>is</i> a tough choice," said Shinzui, her tone now dripping with sarcasm, "I either go with you willingly and <i>not</i> get tranqued... Or I defend myself, get tranqued, and <i>then</i> go with you. Gee, what should my decision be?" She shrugged. "I guess my mind is made up."<Br>
"What is your decision?" asked Yamai, watching the girl.<Br>
"I'll come willingly," muttered Shinzui, stuffing her hands in her pockets and walking to the scientists, "I don't want to be tranqued."<Br>
"Good girl," said Gaidoku, "Very sensible, unlike your father."<Br>
"Ah!" exclaimed Shinzui when she reached them and she dropped to her knees with her hands wrapped around her stomach, "Ryuka was right, I shouldn't have eaten the tuna tacos! I think I'm going to be sick!" Her face was pale and she put a hand to her mouth. A few squeamish guards dropped their guns and fled the scene as Shinzui made a retching noise.<Br>
"Dammit! Come back here!" yelled Baikin, seeing that there were only two from their original five left, "Never hire squeamish people!"<Br>
"HAH!" yelled Shinzui, pointing something at the guards, who yelled and covered their eyes, "FEEL THE WRATH OF THE LASER POINTER!" She pointed it at the eyes of the scientists, who did the same. "Buh bye!" Shinzui leapt on to the car hood, ran over it, and leapt off to run back to the house. "Laser pointers, never leave the house with out one." <Br>
"You idiots! After her!" yelled Gaidoku, blinking, "Dammit, who invented those damn things!" <Br>
"Dammit!" muttered Shinzui, hearing the screech of tires as the cars turned to go after her, "I need a place to hide." <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama looked over from the side of the street and saw Shinzui pass, but she turned the corner before he could call out. He saw two cars tearing their way around a corner and down the street in pursuit. Kurama hid behind a tree and produced his Rose Whip to roll out across the road. One car went over it, flattening all four of the tires and skidded into a dumpster. The second car did the same and crashed into the first car, but he saw a few men get out and run in the direction that Shinzui was.<Br>
"It stopped them for a bit," said Kurama, glaring at the men.<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Meanwhile, Shinzui was looking for a place to hide and found one. She skidded to a halt in front of an alley full of dumpsters, trash cans, and various other things to hide in. She heard shouts behind her and ran down it to secure a hiding place. The men rounded the corner and saw the scene before them. Immediately they started turning trash cans over, and looking through dumpsters. They came up with nothing and continued with the rest of the group. An hour passed before Kurama came upon the same alley to hear something very odd.<Br>
"Dear kami!" exclaimed a voice, as a trash bag rose and a grate was pushed up, "That was really disgusting! It's a good thing they didn't move the trash bag or they would've found this." Shinzui climbed out, soaked in mucky water and smelling strongly of fish. "Who knew that they had a place to throw dead fish." She shuddered and walked towards the sidewalk. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama figured that Shinzui wouldn't like to be seen like this and he ducked behind a tree as Shinzui passed, pulling a fish bone from her hair. She made it back to Ryuka's house with no problems and unaware that Kurama had followed her. Immediately, Shinzui put her disgusting clothes into the washer after extracting her key and laser pointer. Then she set to taking shower after shower to get the smell out. <i>The things a person would do to not be found,</i> thought Shinzui as she scrubbed herself for what felt like the millionth time. <Br>
"Hey, Fish Girl!" said Ryuka, knocking, "Care to let another share the joy of being clean."<Br>
"Don't call me that..." muttered Shinzui, checking that the fish smell was gone, "I've taken enough showers to last me for a year!"<Br>
"Yeah, well I can still smell it in the hallway," said Ryuka as Shinzui emerged in her robe with her hair twisted up in a towel, "Rough morning, Shin-chan?" She chuckled as her friend glowered at her. "Hey, we'll get to the bottom of this and make it stop. In the mean time, I hope you didn't use all the hot water."<Br>
"Nah, part hot, part cold," answered Shinzui, walking to her room.<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; As Ryuka took her shower, Shinzui brushed her hair and pulled it back into a braid. After putting lotion on her legs, she pulled on her under clothes, a pair of comfy pants, and a pine green shirt that had 'They say I have A.D.D. but they just don't understand. Oh, Look! A chicken!' written on it in white. She put on some slippers and walked out of her room to sit in the family room with a book. <Br>
"That's much better," she sighed, settling down on the couch as she heard the shower get turned off. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; After fifteen minutes of reading the book, Ryuka came downstairs with her hair in two buns on each side of her head. She was wearing a pair of cargo pants and a black shirt with 'My Computer Beats Me At Chess.' written on it in white and 'I Beat It At Kick Boxing.' written in red under it. There was a smaller line written in red, but it was basically unreadable. She plopped down in a chair and was just starting to get into a book when the door bell rang.<Br>
"Who could that be?" said Ryuka, giving Shinzui a quizzical look as she got up to answer the door, "Hello?" She opened the door and saw four people standing there. "Ok, I recognize Hiei, but who are the rest of you?" <Br>
"Hiei?" said Shinzui, getting up and walking over to the door, "Hey! You guys!" She smiled at Kurama, Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei. "Nice to see you! Ryuka, these are my friends."<Br>
"Ah! Then you're welcome in this house," said Ryuka as she let them in, "Make yourselves at home, but I'd like know your names." She shut the door and followed them into the family room. "I'll start. I'm Ryuka Taiyou." She held out her hand to the boys.<Br>
"Yusuke Urameshi," said Yusuke, shaking her hand.<Br>
"Kazuma Kuwabara," replied Kuwabara, also shaking her hand.<Br>
"Shuichi Minamino," said Kurama as he shook Ryuka's hand.<Br>
"You already know me," said Hiei, sitting down in a chair.<Br>
"Charming friends, Shin-chan," said Ryuka, grinning at Shinzui, "Sit down, sit down. Make yourselves comfortable." She sat down with Shinzui and Kurama on the couch while Yusuke and Kuwabara found chairs. "So, would anyone like to tell me a bit about themselves."<Br>
"What is this? Preschool?" asked Kuwabara, yawning a bit.<Br>
"No, it's a way of getting to know you," replied Ryuka, raising her eyebrow at him, "It's what people do."<Br>
"Hey, Ryuka, where's Kouken?" asked Shinzui, looking around for her dog.<Br>
"He's eating some breakfast in the kitchen," answered Ryuka as the dog walked into the family room and laid down on the carpet with a fresh bandage on his leg.<Br>
"Thanks for rebandaging his leg," said Shinzui, "I was a bit busy this morning which lead me to take several showers."<Br>
"Yes, Fish Girl," sighed Ryuka, "I've been meaning to ask you what happened! How'd you end up with the fish smell."<Br>
Shinzui rolled her eyes. "Some hiding places come with consequences. I'm lucky those skeevy bastards didn't find me."<Br>
"Who?" asked Yusuke, looking at Shinzui, "Why'd you have to hide."<Br>
"I'll start from the top," replied Shinzui, tapping her chin as she thought, "I got up early, went out jogging, and ran into those damn scientists my father was arguing with earlier." Kouken growled a bit. "Calm down, Kouken. I tried to hide, but they managed to corner me in an alley, threatening to tranq me if I tried to run." She chuckled. "I said I'd go with them willingly, faked that I was about to throw up, scaring off the squeamish ones, and blinded them with my trusty laser pointer!" <Br>
"Ah! I knew that would come in handy," said Ryuka, clapping her hands, "Good thing I gave it to you last Christmas!" <Br>
"Yes, thank you," continued Shinzui, smiling, "So I ran like hell, for some reason after a block, they couldn't follow me in the cars, and I found a nice alley full of trash cans, dumpsters, and other such things to hide in." She shuddered. "I knew they'd look in those so I found a grate to a sewer spot and hid in there, luckily that trash bag over it was really light. Though, apparently people like to put their dead fish down there." <Br>
"Thus the fish smell you dragged into this house," finished Ryuka, laughing a bit, "And the several showers that you had to take to get rid of the smell. What was it? Eighty?"<Br>
"Nah, it was really more like twenty-five or something," laughed Shinzui in reply, "You'd run out of all your shampoo if I took eighty."<Br>
"Yeah, you need a hair cut," suggested Ryuka, smiling slyly.<Br>
"Ah! No!" said Shinzui, grabbing her braid, "No one cuts my hair!"<Br>
"Sheesh, that's the only thing you're possessive with," said Ryuka, laughing, "Your hair, but that's ok, one day some dude with a sword will chop it off and you'll go psycho on them." She muttered. "I remember when you did that."<Br>
"Eh?" said Shinzui, looking at her friend, "What was that?"<Br>
"Nothing," answered Ryuka, chuckling a bit, "Anyway, you guys, where did Shinzui meet you all?"<Br>
"On the way to school," answered Yusuke, looking away.<Br>
"You hit her with a door!" exclaimed Kuwabara, staring at his friend, "I met her in the school yard when she came in with Urameshi."<Br>
"You thought I was cheating on Keiko with her!" exclaimed Yusuke.<Br>
"Now boys," said Shinzui, laughing, "You both made mistakes, but it's fine! You helped me out when we ran into Tenma."<Br>
"What about you?" said Ryuka, looking at Kurama, "Did you accidentally hit her or something?"<Br>
"I was visiting the school when she was there," replied Kurama.<Br>
"And she fell on top of you from the tree," laughed Yusuke.<Br>
"Hm... So she was the one who did something," said Ryuka, smiling at her friend, "Did you fall on him or for him?" <Br>
"RYUKA!" exclaimed Shinzui, turning red and covering her head with a blanket, muffling her voice a bit, "That was a <i>really</i> bad pun." <Br>
"I try my best," said Ryuka, grinning as her friend removed the blanket and gave her a scowl, but her cheeks were still red, "I'm kidding! Now, what about you?" She looked at Hiei.<Br>
"Met her at the cafe," replied Hiei, meeting Ryuka's gaze.<Br>
"Ah! So you still work there?" said Ryuka, looking at Shinzui.<Br>
"Yep, I should be back on the work schedule next week," said Shinzui, grinning, "I can't wait to get back there to earn more money for an apartment."<Br>
"Apartment?" said Ryuka, sighing, "You wouldn't want to live here?" She gave her friend a dramatic, sad look.<Br>
"You'd want me to live here with you?" asked Shinzui, slyly.<Br>
"I'd be lonely," answered Ryuka, trying not to laugh, "It's a big house and I'd miss making you groan with my puns." This comment made the two girls burst out laughing. "I'm serious, Shin-chan! You're like a sister to me! I'd let you live here."<Br>
"Thanks, Ryuka!" said Shinzui, hugging the girl, "But it might take me a bit before I can move in. My father's going through this paranoid stage and he usually likes to keep track of me."<Br>
"You've been fairly quiet," said Ryuka, looking over at Kurama, "Is there something on your mind." Her eyes seemed to bore into him.<Br>
"Well, yes, actually," replied Kurama, looking back at the girl, "I did see what happened this morning. Well, some of it. That group of people were trailing you since you turned the corner this morning."<Br>
"Should've known," sighed Shinzui, "Those scientists seemed pretty determined to get a hold of me. Maybe you saw what happened to their cars!" <Br>
"That was kind of me," chuckled Kurama, but then he remember that Shinzui didn't know about him being a demon, "There was a can full of rakes next to the curb and I knocked it over. Those things are sharper than they look."<Br>
"Thanks, Kurama," said Shinzui, smiling, "That probably delayed them enough for me to hide. <Br>
Silence followed this, but it was broken by a growling stomach. "Whoo! I'm starved," said Ryuka, getting up, "Anyone care for brunch? I have Ramen, waffles, and a few other foods. I have to go shopping, but I'm sure you'll all find something you'll like."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; The boys nodded as did Shinzui and the group got up, heading to the kitchen for food. They sat down at the table with their various choices of food and ate while they talked about what's been going on. Kouken came in a few minutes later to eat more of his food and the conversation went on. So far, the day had been interesting, but finally some relaxation had been thrown their way and they were enjoying it.<Br>
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I finished writing this while listening to the song "Sweet Dreams" by um.. dammit, can't remember them, but it sounds so cool! It's like "Sweet dreams are made of these." and so on, it has a cool synthesizer background. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the tenth chapter ^_^ Once again, thank you readers. It was because of you that I continued to write! *sniffs* I love you all! <Br>
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Ryuka: Don't cry, Shin-chan. *pats her on the head*<Br>
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Me: ^_^ I'll give them the sneak peek. <Br>
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SNEAK PEEK!:<Br>
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** Shinzui returns home to find problems with her father.<Br>
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** Things heat up when the scientists decide to attack at the house!<Br>
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** Someone turns out to be a big help when things do not go well with the scientists, Shinzui, and her father. <Br>
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Find out on the next exciting chapter of Aoitsuki Yurai!<Br>
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A/N: Here's the second half of what was chapter nine, but this is now chapter ten! YAY! TEN CHAPTERS! *sigh* Thank you readers! If it wasn't for you and your wonderful reviews, I would've never got my butt in gear and worked on this! Well, you don't want to hear me talk. Arigato mina-san and enjoy the chapter! Last chapter we met Ryuka! Now we get to see the fun morning adventure involving the alley!<Br>
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&a mp;nbsp; The next morning, Shinzui was up bright and early, finding Ryuka still asleep, she decided to do a morning jog. After putting her hair in a high pony tail, she pulled on a tank top and pair of running pants. Careful to not wake Kouken or her friend, she crept down stairs, and put on her sneakers after grabbing a spare key to put in her pocket. Once outside, she listening to the still morning with the various tunes of the birds drifting about. She inhaled deeply, sighed happily, and began to jog down the sidewalk.<Br>
"I love jogging at this hour," she said to herself, "It's always so peaceful."<Br>
She was deaf to the voice that came from a tree, "The kid's on the move."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Shinzui passed a house where a pair of green eyes were looking boredly out the window, but then watched her pass. Kurama had woken up from the same strange dream he had every night, but now he was wide awake as he watched Shinzui pass. However, he noticed that someone dropped from the tree and they were watching Shinzui while talking into a walkie-talkie. Kurama opened his window to see if he could hear anything the man said. After all, being a demon does have its advantages.<Br>
"Yeah, Shoushiko's kid is on the move," said the man, "Out jogging. Are you sure she's the one you want to catch? She seems oblivious to everything around her."<Br>
A voice shouted in anger from the walkie-talkie, making the man jump and hold it away. "Of course she's the one, you idiot! We've been waiting to research her for years! Ever since Shoushiko told us about that prophecy! Now, tell the others and get on her trail!" <Br>
"Right, sir," said the man, turning the dial, "Alright guys, the stage is set and it's show time. Let's go."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama watched as the man left, laughing a bit and disappeared around the corner. He immediately changed his clothes and went down stairs to put on his shoes. He left a note for his mother, saying he went to see his friends, and left in a rush. The fox managed to catch up to the man and trail him down the street. Meanwhile, Shinzui was still jogging down the sidewalk, singing to herself as she traveled around the block. Suddenly, she skidded to a halt, seeing the scientists that her father had met with, arguing about something. <Br>
<i>Crap, it's those guys!</i> she thought, looking around, <i>AHA! Alley!</i> She ducked into the alley and ran towards the other side. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; The route was cut off when a car turned into the alley, driving towards her. Shinzui skidded to a halt and turned to run the other way, but slid to a stop again when she saw it blocked by another car. <i>Dammit!</i> She thought, <i>Once again, I've gotten myself into trouble.</i> She saw people getting out of the cars and looking at her with smug faces. The scientists came around the corner, looking equally smug, and Shinzui glared at them when they laughed. <Br>
"A bit trapped are we, Shinzui?" asked bald-headed, Yamai.<Br>
"You skeevy bastard," growled Shinzui, glaring at him and getting ready for a fight.<Br>
"I'd stay put if I were you," said Gaidoku, smirking, "All these guns are loaded with tranquilizers. You'd be out before you took five steps."<Br>
"Sounds good, I could use more sleep," said Shinzui sarcastically.<Br>
"Take a good look around you, kid," said Baikin, "It's the last time you'll see the outside until we're done with you."<Br>
"Hmm, this <i>is</i> a tough choice," said Shinzui, her tone now dripping with sarcasm, "I either go with you willingly and <i>not</i> get tranqued... Or I defend myself, get tranqued, and <i>then</i> go with you. Gee, what should my decision be?" She shrugged. "I guess my mind is made up."<Br>
"What is your decision?" asked Yamai, watching the girl.<Br>
"I'll come willingly," muttered Shinzui, stuffing her hands in her pockets and walking to the scientists, "I don't want to be tranqued."<Br>
"Good girl," said Gaidoku, "Very sensible, unlike your father."<Br>
"Ah!" exclaimed Shinzui when she reached them and she dropped to her knees with her hands wrapped around her stomach, "Ryuka was right, I shouldn't have eaten the tuna tacos! I think I'm going to be sick!" Her face was pale and she put a hand to her mouth. A few squeamish guards dropped their guns and fled the scene as Shinzui made a retching noise.<Br>
"Dammit! Come back here!" yelled Baikin, seeing that there were only two from their original five left, "Never hire squeamish people!"<Br>
"HAH!" yelled Shinzui, pointing something at the guards, who yelled and covered their eyes, "FEEL THE WRATH OF THE LASER POINTER!" She pointed it at the eyes of the scientists, who did the same. "Buh bye!" Shinzui leapt on to the car hood, ran over it, and leapt off to run back to the house. "Laser pointers, never leave the house with out one." <Br>
"You idiots! After her!" yelled Gaidoku, blinking, "Dammit, who invented those damn things!" <Br>
"Dammit!" muttered Shinzui, hearing the screech of tires as the cars turned to go after her, "I need a place to hide." <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama looked over from the side of the street and saw Shinzui pass, but she turned the corner before he could call out. He saw two cars tearing their way around a corner and down the street in pursuit. Kurama hid behind a tree and produced his Rose Whip to roll out across the road. One car went over it, flattening all four of the tires and skidded into a dumpster. The second car did the same and crashed into the first car, but he saw a few men get out and run in the direction that Shinzui was.<Br>
"It stopped them for a bit," said Kurama, glaring at the men.<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Meanwhile, Shinzui was looking for a place to hide and found one. She skidded to a halt in front of an alley full of dumpsters, trash cans, and various other things to hide in. She heard shouts behind her and ran down it to secure a hiding place. The men rounded the corner and saw the scene before them. Immediately they started turning trash cans over, and looking through dumpsters. They came up with nothing and continued with the rest of the group. An hour passed before Kurama came upon the same alley to hear something very odd.<Br>
"Dear kami!" exclaimed a voice, as a trash bag rose and a grate was pushed up, "That was really disgusting! It's a good thing they didn't move the trash bag or they would've found this." Shinzui climbed out, soaked in mucky water and smelling strongly of fish. "Who knew that they had a place to throw dead fish." She shuddered and walked towards the sidewalk. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; Kurama figured that Shinzui wouldn't like to be seen like this and he ducked behind a tree as Shinzui passed, pulling a fish bone from her hair. She made it back to Ryuka's house with no problems and unaware that Kurama had followed her. Immediately, Shinzui put her disgusting clothes into the washer after extracting her key and laser pointer. Then she set to taking shower after shower to get the smell out. <i>The things a person would do to not be found,</i> thought Shinzui as she scrubbed herself for what felt like the millionth time. <Br>
"Hey, Fish Girl!" said Ryuka, knocking, "Care to let another share the joy of being clean."<Br>
"Don't call me that..." muttered Shinzui, checking that the fish smell was gone, "I've taken enough showers to last me for a year!"<Br>
"Yeah, well I can still smell it in the hallway," said Ryuka as Shinzui emerged in her robe with her hair twisted up in a towel, "Rough morning, Shin-chan?" She chuckled as her friend glowered at her. "Hey, we'll get to the bottom of this and make it stop. In the mean time, I hope you didn't use all the hot water."<Br>
"Nah, part hot, part cold," answered Shinzui, walking to her room.<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; As Ryuka took her shower, Shinzui brushed her hair and pulled it back into a braid. After putting lotion on her legs, she pulled on her under clothes, a pair of comfy pants, and a pine green shirt that had 'They say I have A.D.D. but they just don't understand. Oh, Look! A chicken!' written on it in white. She put on some slippers and walked out of her room to sit in the family room with a book. <Br>
"That's much better," she sighed, settling down on the couch as she heard the shower get turned off. <Br>
&a mp;nbsp; After fifteen minutes of reading the book, Ryuka came downstairs with her hair in two buns on each side of her head. She was wearing a pair of cargo pants and a black shirt with 'My Computer Beats Me At Chess.' written on it in white and 'I Beat It At Kick Boxing.' written in red under it. There was a smaller line written in red, but it was basically unreadable. She plopped down in a chair and was just starting to get into a book when the door bell rang.<Br>
"Who could that be?" said Ryuka, giving Shinzui a quizzical look as she got up to answer the door, "Hello?" She opened the door and saw four people standing there. "Ok, I recognize Hiei, but who are the rest of you?" <Br>
"Hiei?" said Shinzui, getting up and walking over to the door, "Hey! You guys!" She smiled at Kurama, Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei. "Nice to see you! Ryuka, these are my friends."<Br>
"Ah! Then you're welcome in this house," said Ryuka as she let them in, "Make yourselves at home, but I'd like know your names." She shut the door and followed them into the family room. "I'll start. I'm Ryuka Taiyou." She held out her hand to the boys.<Br>
"Yusuke Urameshi," said Yusuke, shaking her hand.<Br>
"Kazuma Kuwabara," replied Kuwabara, also shaking her hand.<Br>
"Shuichi Minamino," said Kurama as he shook Ryuka's hand.<Br>
"You already know me," said Hiei, sitting down in a chair.<Br>
"Charming friends, Shin-chan," said Ryuka, grinning at Shinzui, "Sit down, sit down. Make yourselves comfortable." She sat down with Shinzui and Kurama on the couch while Yusuke and Kuwabara found chairs. "So, would anyone like to tell me a bit about themselves."<Br>
"What is this? Preschool?" asked Kuwabara, yawning a bit.<Br>
"No, it's a way of getting to know you," replied Ryuka, raising her eyebrow at him, "It's what people do."<Br>
"Hey, Ryuka, where's Kouken?" asked Shinzui, looking around for her dog.<Br>
"He's eating some breakfast in the kitchen," answered Ryuka as the dog walked into the family room and laid down on the carpet with a fresh bandage on his leg.<Br>
"Thanks for rebandaging his leg," said Shinzui, "I was a bit busy this morning which lead me to take several showers."<Br>
"Yes, Fish Girl," sighed Ryuka, "I've been meaning to ask you what happened! How'd you end up with the fish smell."<Br>
Shinzui rolled her eyes. "Some hiding places come with consequences. I'm lucky those skeevy bastards didn't find me."<Br>
"Who?" asked Yusuke, looking at Shinzui, "Why'd you have to hide."<Br>
"I'll start from the top," replied Shinzui, tapping her chin as she thought, "I got up early, went out jogging, and ran into those damn scientists my father was arguing with earlier." Kouken growled a bit. "Calm down, Kouken. I tried to hide, but they managed to corner me in an alley, threatening to tranq me if I tried to run." She chuckled. "I said I'd go with them willingly, faked that I was about to throw up, scaring off the squeamish ones, and blinded them with my trusty laser pointer!" <Br>
"Ah! I knew that would come in handy," said Ryuka, clapping her hands, "Good thing I gave it to you last Christmas!" <Br>
"Yes, thank you," continued Shinzui, smiling, "So I ran like hell, for some reason after a block, they couldn't follow me in the cars, and I found a nice alley full of trash cans, dumpsters, and other such things to hide in." She shuddered. "I knew they'd look in those so I found a grate to a sewer spot and hid in there, luckily that trash bag over it was really light. Though, apparently people like to put their dead fish down there." <Br>
"Thus the fish smell you dragged into this house," finished Ryuka, laughing a bit, "And the several showers that you had to take to get rid of the smell. What was it? Eighty?"<Br>
"Nah, it was really more like twenty-five or something," laughed Shinzui in reply, "You'd run out of all your shampoo if I took eighty."<Br>
"Yeah, you need a hair cut," suggested Ryuka, smiling slyly.<Br>
"Ah! No!" said Shinzui, grabbing her braid, "No one cuts my hair!"<Br>
"Sheesh, that's the only thing you're possessive with," said Ryuka, laughing, "Your hair, but that's ok, one day some dude with a sword will chop it off and you'll go psycho on them." She muttered. "I remember when you did that."<Br>
"Eh?" said Shinzui, looking at her friend, "What was that?"<Br>
"Nothing," answered Ryuka, chuckling a bit, "Anyway, you guys, where did Shinzui meet you all?"<Br>
"On the way to school," answered Yusuke, looking away.<Br>
"You hit her with a door!" exclaimed Kuwabara, staring at his friend, "I met her in the school yard when she came in with Urameshi."<Br>
"You thought I was cheating on Keiko with her!" exclaimed Yusuke.<Br>
"Now boys," said Shinzui, laughing, "You both made mistakes, but it's fine! You helped me out when we ran into Tenma."<Br>
"What about you?" said Ryuka, looking at Kurama, "Did you accidentally hit her or something?"<Br>
"I was visiting the school when she was there," replied Kurama.<Br>
"And she fell on top of you from the tree," laughed Yusuke.<Br>
"Hm... So she was the one who did something," said Ryuka, smiling at her friend, "Did you fall on him or for him?" <Br>
"RYUKA!" exclaimed Shinzui, turning red and covering her head with a blanket, muffling her voice a bit, "That was a <i>really</i> bad pun." <Br>
"I try my best," said Ryuka, grinning as her friend removed the blanket and gave her a scowl, but her cheeks were still red, "I'm kidding! Now, what about you?" She looked at Hiei.<Br>
"Met her at the cafe," replied Hiei, meeting Ryuka's gaze.<Br>
"Ah! So you still work there?" said Ryuka, looking at Shinzui.<Br>
"Yep, I should be back on the work schedule next week," said Shinzui, grinning, "I can't wait to get back there to earn more money for an apartment."<Br>
"Apartment?" said Ryuka, sighing, "You wouldn't want to live here?" She gave her friend a dramatic, sad look.<Br>
"You'd want me to live here with you?" asked Shinzui, slyly.<Br>
"I'd be lonely," answered Ryuka, trying not to laugh, "It's a big house and I'd miss making you groan with my puns." This comment made the two girls burst out laughing. "I'm serious, Shin-chan! You're like a sister to me! I'd let you live here."<Br>
"Thanks, Ryuka!" said Shinzui, hugging the girl, "But it might take me a bit before I can move in. My father's going through this paranoid stage and he usually likes to keep track of me."<Br>
"You've been fairly quiet," said Ryuka, looking over at Kurama, "Is there something on your mind." Her eyes seemed to bore into him.<Br>
"Well, yes, actually," replied Kurama, looking back at the girl, "I did see what happened this morning. Well, some of it. That group of people were trailing you since you turned the corner this morning."<Br>
"Should've known," sighed Shinzui, "Those scientists seemed pretty determined to get a hold of me. Maybe you saw what happened to their cars!" <Br>
"That was kind of me," chuckled Kurama, but then he remember that Shinzui didn't know about him being a demon, "There was a can full of rakes next to the curb and I knocked it over. Those things are sharper than they look."<Br>
"Thanks, Kurama," said Shinzui, smiling, "That probably delayed them enough for me to hide. <Br>
Silence followed this, but it was broken by a growling stomach. "Whoo! I'm starved," said Ryuka, getting up, "Anyone care for brunch? I have Ramen, waffles, and a few other foods. I have to go shopping, but I'm sure you'll all find something you'll like."<Br>
&a mp;nbsp; The boys nodded as did Shinzui and the group got up, heading to the kitchen for food. They sat down at the table with their various choices of food and ate while they talked about what's been going on. Kouken came in a few minutes later to eat more of his food and the conversation went on. So far, the day had been interesting, but finally some relaxation had been thrown their way and they were enjoying it.<Br>
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I finished writing this while listening to the song "Sweet Dreams" by um.. dammit, can't remember them, but it sounds so cool! It's like "Sweet dreams are made of these." and so on, it has a cool synthesizer background. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the tenth chapter ^_^ Once again, thank you readers. It was because of you that I continued to write! *sniffs* I love you all! <Br>
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Ryuka: Don't cry, Shin-chan. *pats her on the head*<Br>
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Me: ^_^ I'll give them the sneak peek. <Br>
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SNEAK PEEK!:<Br>
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** Shinzui returns home to find problems with her father.<Br>
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** Things heat up when the scientists decide to attack at the house!<Br>
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** Someone turns out to be a big help when things do not go well with the scientists, Shinzui, and her father. <Br>
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Find out on the next exciting chapter of Aoitsuki Yurai!<Br>
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