Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Fate and Destiny's little trap ❯ What Kuwabara ( Chapter 3 )

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3 What Kuwabara?

 

 

 

In a office of his own, sat Koenma, prince of the spirit world, to the human eye prince Koenma looked like any normal teenage boy, he had sandy brown hair that had a otherworldly shine to it, his eyes were a beautiful shade of teal, some people say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and for Koenma it was true. Koenma eyes could change to fit his mood, the lovely teal shade would change to sky blue with his feelings of happiness, and contentment, and yet they could shine as green as a emerald, with feelings of rage, and anxiety. A donning his forehead between his sandy bangs was two letters, these two letters, JR, loudly proclaimed his heritage, his royal lineage, and his authority.

 

 

Koenma sat hidden behind a stack of papers, pictures, and files, all waiting in line for his undivided attention. Each paper, picture, and file was somebody's life, and there was no room for mistakes, if any mistake was to occur it could throw the balance of power in the three realms, and it would cause cataclysmic results. Koenma had already experienced, how one mistake had affected the three realms, Shinobi Sensui, a name that would forever haunt him, Sensui was a mistake he had made, and it almost cost the entire population of humans on planet earth their lives. Thank his lucky stars for his spirit detectives, teal eyes changed to the color of sky blue as a smile fluttered across his face, at the thought of these four unique cluster of beings.

 

 

Each one of the four brought their own form of power to the group, individually they were all strong, but together they were a force to be reckoned with. Together there was no being that they could not bring down, their power ranged from brute strength, to intelligence, to swiftness, a few words of wisdom from the human realm struck him at that moment, united we stand, divided we fall, boy did they ever hit the nail on the head with that one, for that quote best described his four spirit detectives. These four beings were his crowning achievement, they were everything he had always hoped for in a team, they were even stronger than his father's chosen elite team, and that in itself made Koenma proud, for he had done something his father could never do, in that he, Prince Koenma had recruited, and built, the perfect team, and yet still his father gave him no credit for what his team did, his father had called their win a accident, a freak chance of nature.

 

 

A blue flash of light, cut short his musing on this subject, without even looking up from his paper work Koenma respond to this interruption, “What is it Botan?” “Sir, I have a direct command from your father.” With that statement alone Koenma shot up and out of his chair, to look Botan in the eye. “What has my father sent to me Botan?” “Sir, it's a file on the Higurashi shrine.” “What about the shrine?” “Sir it was strange.” “What was strange Botan?” “Twenty years ago your father asked me to watch all the shrines in Japan.” “Why would he do that Botan?” “I never questioned him on up until today, Koenma Sir, every shrine in the world will have an occasional spark of spirit energy, if only from the priest and priestess tending to them, the power of these priest and priestess are a normal steady spark of spirit energy, but sir the one that was recorded at the Higurashi shrine was ten times the normal amount of spirit energy.” “Understood Botan let me call the detectives on their communication device and we will get them over there to inspect it.” “Koenma, Sir your father left explicit instructions on what he wanted done on this matter.” “And what pray tell are those instructions, Botan?” “He wants you to send only one spirit detective, and he has chosen what detective he wants you to send.” “Botan, is there something you are not telling me?”

 

 

With that statement Koenma watched as Botan's eyes went from normal to guilty, in less than a second. “What is it Botan, what do you know that you are not telling me?” “Sir, your father told me of a prophecy, that was five hundred years old, he made it sound relevant to this occurrence.” Koenma stepped around his desk to face Botan fully, “What prophecy do you speak of Botan?” “Sir, the prophecy and I quote your father, it was written five hundred years ago, and it stated five hundred years from now, two pure beings are fated to meet, two pure beings that are destined to defeat, him only when the two energies become one will humanity prevail.” “Botan what does this have to do with the Higurashi shrine?” “According to your father one of the Higurashi ancestors had priestess powers, her name was Kagome Higurashi.” “So one of the ancestors, are one of those prophesized, is that it Botan?”

 

 

“I am not for sure Koenma Sir, all that I know is your father stated which spirit detective specially that he wanted on this mission.” Koenma's left eye started to twitch with that statement, “Let me guess he wants me to send Yusuke.” Botan straitened her posture a little more than usual at this comment. “No Sir, he specially asked for Kuwabara for this mission Koenma Sir.” Teal eyes instantly changed to emerald green, “What, how can my father even think Kuwabara could ever do a mission like this by himself!” “Sir, believe me I thought the same thing you are thinking now, but your father wants Kuwabara on this mission.” A couple of deep breaths later, Koenma finally relented, “Fine, Botan get Kuwabara, and take him to the Higurashi Shrine, but make sure he knows that anything, and I mean anything, that goes down there, he contact me personally, you got that Botan.” “Yes Sir.” In a flash of light she was gone, Koenma stood there trying to comprehend why his father had chosen Kuwabara out of all the detectives to do this job. His father was not one to make rash decisions, and for him to chose Kuwabara, that meant that his father knew something that he Prince Koenma did not know. Koenma walked back around his desk to his intercom, “George, get me all the information you have on the Higurashi shrine, dating from five hundred years ago, up until now.” A voice on the other line could be heard, “Sir?” His patience wearing thin he yelled his response, “Just do it George!”