Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Apocalypse ( Chapter 19 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Another update.

Note: Kurama delivers a f bomb in this chapter but it is based exactly on a scene in the manga which has tons more swearing and bloodshed in it than the anime. So you're getting a mix of both in this chapter.

Onto the story.

Chapter 19-Apocalypse

Did you say your goodbyes to your ferry girl, Kurama? Hiei sent out to his friend as he walked beside the kitsune, amused at the irritation from his best friend.

The red head kept his features even, though his inward voice was low and threatening. How many times do I have to remind you that her name is Botan, Hiei?

I know her name, I just choose not to use it, Hiei sent back. Your reaction is always so amusing, I can't help myself.

You're quite the little jerk sometimes, aren't you?

I never denied that I was. Hiei replied.

Kurama sighed but smiled. True... you can't help yourself, I know.

The four men came to a stop at the entrance of the cave, eyeing it with various degrees of uneasiness.

“So this is the doorway to hell?” Hiei commented in a soft tone. “It's drearier than I expected.”

“Mitarai?” Kurama began as he turned his gaze over to the blonde. “Approximately how long does it take to reach to clear the cave system to get to Itsuki?”

“If we move quickly but proceed with caution, it should take about two hours to get there.”

Yusuke frowned, growling out, “What?! We don't that kind of time!”

“I am sorry Yusuke, but there are no true shortcuts. There is only true way to reach Itsuki and only one way to exit out. The other cave tunnels lead off in false directions and we would become hopelessly lost and possibly die.” Mitarai replied.

“Tch.. fine...” Yusuke grumbled. “Let's get going then.” He ordered, leading the way inside. They traveled inside for several minutes, coming to a path that veered off into two directions. “Which way do we go?” The head detective asked.

Mitarai lifted his hand, pointing to his right. “That tunnel right there.”

Kurama reached into his pocket, throwing out a seed that bloomed instantly, giving off a yellow light.

Yusuke quirked an eyebrow. “Spreading your seeds around, Kurama?”

The kitsune refrained from rolling his eyes as he answered. “It's a lamp weed. It will guide the way back out when we leave.”

“If we live through this.” Hiei murmured.

The four men traveled through the first tunnel, coming upon several more forks in the road and Mitarai led them safely through the correct path. “We should be coming upon a large cavern soon. That'll put us about halfway there.” He spoke softly, frowning as he held out his arm. “Hold it... that door... that wasn't there before!” He rushed forward, the rest of the gang following, stopping before the domed metal door with a large G engraved in its center.

“Did we take a wrong turn?” Kurama asked, looking over at Mitarai.

“No... we took the correct path, I'm sure of it,” The blond replied. “This door is a new addition and nothing good lies behind it.”

“Hmm...” Yusuke sounded out as he rubbed his chin. “This door looks really freaking familiar... I didn't see it in a show... or a movie... ” The lack of an answer in his mind made him growl in frustration and he pulled at his hair then pointed at the door. “Dammit! Come on brain, where the hell have I seen this door before?!”

A masculine voice modified like a recording suddenly echoed in the cave, making everyone blink and back up a bit. “Welcome to Goblin City where your team of seven heroes must clash with the evil Goblin King in order to restore peace to the town.”

Kurama quirked an eyebrow. “That was rather peculiar.”

The answer came to Yusuke's mind and he shouted out. “Of course! Now I remember where I've seen that door. It's the gate to Goblin City!”

Hiei frowned, looking up at the detective. “Goblin City? What the hell is that?”

“It's a popular arcade game.” Kurama answered

“That's right.” Yusuke replied with a nod. “It's not just any video game, though. It's the video game. You have to battle and beat the Goblin King four out of seven times to return order to Goblin City but what's really sweet about all of it is that the challenges use all kinds of games combined. Sports, trivia, puzzles, you name it, that game has it,” He paused, studying the door. “But that doesn't explain what this gate is doing here right now, blocking our way.”

But Mitarai knew. “Amanuma. It has to be him since he's the game master after all.”

A young boy's voice spoke from behind the door. “Welcome to my territory. The rules of the game are the rules of my territory. And the rules of my territory are the rules of my game.”

The blond frowned. “If the rules of his territory really are that of the game, we can't even enter that door unless we have the correct number of people to play the game.”

“So there's no other way to get around this?” Kurama asked.

“No... we have to go through this door...” Mitarai replied. “That's the only way we can get to Itsuki and save Kuwabara.”

“I can't see how many of you are out there but you must have seven fighters to face me.”

“We've got enough people to beat your punk ass four times.” Yusuke growled.

“The rules say seven!” Amanuma's bratty voice insisted from behind the door.

“I don't think he's going to be very flexible on this,” Kurama replied. “We will need more bodies.”

“Seven,” The boy's voice called out again. “There must be seven heroes to clash iron with me.”

The kitsune's features were thoughtful. “They must have guessed that we would send in a smaller team to be as a precaution. So they set up this... game master... to thwart our progress. We have no choice but to return to the surface and retrieve three more of our group to participate.”

“Man... this crap really pisses me off!” Yusuke snarled.

“Come... let us head back outside...” Kurama murmured and the four men followed the lamp weed all the way back to the entrance, exiting and returning to the rendezvous point.

Botan was the first to see the four males emerge from the trees and her brow furrowed. “Master Genkai!” The deity called, drawing the smaller woman's attention.

“What is it, Botan?”

The ferry girl pointed at the approaching group. “They've returned.”

The human psychic moved to stand beside the taller girl. “Something must have happened.” She murmured.

Yusuke and the gang came to a stop before Genkai as she spoke,

“Why have you returned so quickly?”

“There's been a bit of a... problem,” Kurama answered. “Game master, one of the remaining enemies, has invoked his territory, creating a popular arcade game. We must have seven companions before we can proceed further into the cave.”

“I see...” Genkai murmured, turning her gaze up to the blue haired girl. “Botan stay here and keep watch for any new developments. Yana and Kaito, we're heading inside so remain alert.”

Kurama looked over at Botan then back at the group as they started off.

“You better get going, Kurama.” Botan murmured.

“I hate that you're out here alone now, Botan,” The kitsune spoke in a soft tone, returning his attention to her. “So you must listen very carefully to me,” He paused, moving closer to her. “As I told you before, if all hell breaks loose, I want you to return to Reikai. Do not linger here and do not come looking for us. I want you to live on. If I survive this, I will come for you, so do not delay in fleeing this place should the worse scenario come to happen.”

Botan listened, her lovely features twisting into a look of apprehension. “Kurama... I don't like the thought of leaving you here to die alone.”

“That is why I'm going to do my best to return here alive and well, Botan,” Kurama replied, moving closer still, leaning in to nuzzle his nose slowly against hers. “Goodbye for now, koishii... look for our return in the next few hours but if all else fails, return to your world and wait for my coming there.” He drew back, turning with some hesitation, slowly walking away, looking one last time at the girl, love light in his eyes as he smiled at her then pivoted back around, increasing the pace to catch up with his friends. Seven fighters now entered the cave, following the glowing trail that led to the Goblin City gate.

“Alright, we got seven!” Yusuke shouted. “Now were do we stick the quarter?”

The intro music for the game started. “Welcome to Goblin City where your team of seven heroes must clash iron with the evil Goblin King and restore peace to the town.” The gate opened, bright light erupting behind it and the group entered, the light dying, revealing a giant screen, waist high game stands and a throne upon which sat a robed child.

“Took you guys long enough, gee... even I have six friends.”

Yusuke frowned, pointing at the robed kid. “This is Amanuma? He's nothing but little pipsqueak!”

“I may be small but when it comes to gaming, I'm a giant,” The boy retorted. “Let's begin shall we?”

“So how do we even play this game?” Yana asked.

“You see that slot machine over there?” Yusuke replied, pointing to a small contraption with three slots. “That's a random generator. There are three choices it makes: category, game type, and skill level.”

“Think of it like teamwork,” Kurama added. “Each of us seven fighters can play one game only and it takes four games to beat the Goblin King.”

“I'm getting bored here!” Amanuma grumbled.

“Hey, kid give us a freaking minute!” Yusuke growled.

“But I don't want to. I want to play now!”

“Bratty and insolent. Much like how I'd envision the Goblin King to be if he were a child.” Kaito murmured.

“Before we begin, we need to come up with a strategy,” Kurama said, drawing everyone's attention to him as he looked around the group. “Who among us has played this game before?”

“I have!” Yusuke replied, holding up his hand.

“I have as well.” Mitarai said.

“I am quite familiar with the game.” Kaito murmured.

“Excellent. That makes four, including myself.” Kurama replied, looking down at Genkai as she added,

“Count me in as well.”

“We're not talking about pong, grandma...” Yusuke snarked, looking down at his mentor.

“Do you really think I've been playing nothing but solitaire this whole time?” She quipped back.

“Alright...” Kurama said, everyone's eyes focusing back on the red head as he asked, “And how many of you have beaten the game.”

“I've come close twice.” Genkai answered.

“I've haven't.” Mitarai said.

“I've beaten the game 76 percent of the time, but I doubt that's as good as the great Shuichi's percentage.”

“No.” Kurama conceded. “That's about the same rate of success for myself as well.”

Yusuke grabbed his head. “Man, I really did set the bar for the level of suckage for this game.”

“However,” Kurama continued after Yusuke's outburst. “Those scores were against the regular game. This territory and the child are unpredictable. Why would he choose this game unless he was highly adept at it. We need to figure out who will take out the three lower goblins,” His emerald eyes studied the group, speaking in an authoritative tone. “Genkai, Mitarai, and Yusuke. You three will fight the first three rounds. Kaito and myself will fight the Gamemaster.”

“I'm tired of waiting. I'm starting whether you like it or not.” Amanuma shouted.

“That's fine.” Kurama replied with a nod as the brown monster standing by the machine pulled the arm coming up with a game of tennis and Mitarai started off, working hard to eventually defeat the first goblin.

“And that's a good start!” Yusuke shouted as the blond came over to stand with the group.

“Yeah, yeah...” Gamemaster grumbled. “Let's see how you do on the next round.”

A flight and shoot game was next and Genkai stepped in, defeating the second goblin.

Yusuke was last, defeating a combat game.

Amanuma sighed. “AI is so disappointing,” He rose out of his throne, tossing off his robe. “Oh well, I guess it's the Goblin King's turn now.”

Kurama narrowed his gaze as he watched the boy. This is what you've been waiting for isn't? He thought.

“He seems almost eager.” Kaito commented, pushing his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose.

“Yes... he had to follow the script of this game... but now the true test begins,” Kurama replied, moving to stand beside the head detective. “Yusuke... we will need a plan B. If this boy is equal in skill to the Goblin King, then either Kaito or I will defeat him,” He paused, voice lowering a bit, a hint of unease in his words. “But I fear that Amanuma's skill is far greater than we imagine it to be. Why else would he chose this particular game?”

“Yeah... I guess that makes sense... you think he'll cheat?” The dark haired male asked.

“It's hard to say... but I fear... we may have to do some underhanded tricks of our own to defeat him,” Kurama murmured, closing his eyes as he added, “You will need to look around for another way out of this territory should Kaito and I not make it.”

Yusuke looked over at his friend. Man, I've seen Kurama's body blown up, chained to a thousand pounds of weight, and even ice knives thrown at him and he never even flinched. His gaze looked over at the boy. And he thinks this little brat can defeat us all so easily? Are we really that screwed?

“Okay!” Gamemaster shouted. “Let's see what we'll play next! I really hope it's a fighter game.” He pulled the lever to the machine, trivia popping up as the topic of the next round and the boy pouted. “Aww man... Trivia is my least favorite subject but oh well, I'll still beat you!”

“I'll take this round.” Kaito offered, stepping forward to the control podium.

Kurama moved over to Mitarai as the game was set to begin, asking, “Now is the prefect time to inform us on the Gamemaster's territory. How does it work and what are his strengths and weaknesses?”

“I don't know,” Mitarai admitted. “I think this is the first time he's ever used his powers. Sensui didn't want him to for some reason.”

The game began, Gamemaster giving Kaito the first five questions for free which the bookworm took. Kurama frowned as he watched, noting how intently the boy was studying the screen. What are you up to, Amanuma? Are you trying to recognize a specific set of questions in a row to figure out the pattern? Or is it something else?

The answer came when Amamuna hit the buzzer and answered without any option of reading the choices, picking the correct letter. “I see... so he has memorized the varying patterns of the trivia game. Kaito cannot win this.” You're quite bright... but naive, Gamemaster. The kitsune thought, looking over at the bookworm as he began to sweat.

“Waiting around while you play games is rather boring. I'm going to test a little theory and break out of here with my katana.” Hiei commented.

“You really think that's going to work?” Kurama asked, quirking an eyebrow as he studied his friend.

“No, but at least I can say I tried.” Hiei responded, leaping up to the screen cutting it in half only to grit his teeth as the screen instantly repaired itself.

“With that action I think you and Hiei should be study partners.” Genkai said in a snarky tone to her former student.

“Shut up...” Yusuke growled.

“Will you guys be quiet, I'm trying to enjoy my victory over here.” Gamemaster called over to them.

“Brat...” Yusuke grumbled, looking over at Genkai as she spoke.

“I detest being told what to do by a child.”

Kaito was defeated, walking back to the group as he rubbed the back of his head. “I'm sorry for the loss but that's not as disturbing as what happened just now.”

Kurama frowned. “Think Kaito. How do you feel?”

“I feel... good... better than I should...” Kaito replied. “I thought for sure I'd lose my soul but the boy seemed almost chummy after he beat me and he said we could play another game later on.”

Later on. Kurama repeated. Looking over at the boy as the wheels began to turn in his mind, a disturbing answer coming to him then and one he did not like. So that's how it is. Sensui... you really are a cold bastard aren't you? “I see... So if we lose... we can continue to play as long as we don't give up...”

“But... we don't have time for this.” Yusuke replied, looking over at the fox spirit.

“This is the point of this territory,” Kurama began. “To keep us trapped until the tunnel can be completed. It's not our lives we're fighting for but time itself.”

“Hey, you figured out the plan! Good job!” Amanuma replied with a grin. “We can keep playing until the tunnel is completed then I'll throw the game and you guys can all go free.”

“You've got to be the stupidest kid, and that's a lot coming from me!” Yusuke shouted then looked around. “We have got find another way out of here.”

“It's pointless,” Hiei chimed in. “I tried and look what good it did.” He murmured turning from the group, heading over to the far wall.

“Where are you going?” Yusuke asked.

“I know as much about games as I do about hugs and puppies and I care for them even less,” Hiei answered, sliding down as he sat on his butt, crossing his arms. “Wake me up for the end of the world, will you?”

Yusuke turned back to the kitsune. “Kurama is there any way you can beat this kid.”

The red head lowered his gaze. “I'm actually more afraid of beating him then of losing to him.”

“Huh? Care to explain that?” Yusuke asked.

“Amanuma has made it so that we all operate under the rules of the game. But that also applies to his own situation. If...” Kurama paused, features troubled. “If I do defeat him... Gamemaster's fate will be the same as the Goblin King's.” Sensui... He thought, lowering his gaze. You manipulated the boy into this without telling him the dire consequences of his actions and he was too naive and foolish to understand what would happen to him should he lose. Now you force us to either continue playing or defeat the boy, killing him to get to you. Why did you keep doing this? The kitsune focused his will, knowing what he had to do. I have no choice. I must do this so we can stop Sensui from destroying Ningenkai. “I will go and do what must be done.” He murmured, lifting his head as he walked over to the game podium.

“Tell me, Amanuma,” Kurama began, turning his attention over to the boy. “Did Sensui tell you to challenge us using Goblin City?”

“Duh, yeah, of course he did. Not that I really cared, because I'm good at every game there is!”

As I thought. Kurama commented silently. “Do you understand the consequences of letting the tunnel be completed?”

“Of course I do!” The boy replied. “Mister Sensui is going to let some demons out to wreak havoc and it sounded like fun so I went along. Plus no school! The best part is while all those dumb people outside are running around screaming, I'll be safe inside playing my games without parents.”

Foolish child. Kurama thought, anger rising in him. I must do this. I have to defeat him. Even though... I do not wish to. “Didn't Sensui tell you that you wouldn't live that long? You'll die if you lose,” He paused, putting on his game face, taunting the child. If I upset him, make him lose focus, I will most definitely defeat him. But Sensui... I will make you pay for doing this. No matter what it takes, this will not go unpunished. “Well? Does it still sound like fun?”

“Huh? You're just trying to trick me. Sensui told me you'd do something like this to try and trip me up.”

“Because he's counting on us to figure it out.” Kurama countered. “He specifically told you not to practice this game in your territory until the time came to challenge us.”

“But... how can you know that?” The boy asked. “I've tested other games and nothing ever happened.”

“Yet you haven't taken on the role as the game's villain who dies in the end when he's defeated, have you?”

“No... I haven't...” Amanuma murmured.

“Wait a second,” Yusuke said, studying the two males. “Sensui put his own man on the chopping block? Between Gamemaster and Mitarai he's not big on building company loyalty is he?”

Anger festered inside and the kitsune clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging into the palms of his skin, blood dripping down onto the floor as he spoke in a low tone. “A man like Sensui has no other loyalty except to himself and his cause,” He paused, opening his hands, studying the gouges into his skin, indignation in his voice. “And he cares nothing for how much blood he sheds to reach that goal,” He turned his attention to Amanuma, addressing him directly. “Not even the blood of an ignorant young boy who chose wrong over right.”

“Game begin!” The screen called out and the two began the match.

“Call me dumb but if Kurama's got this all figured out why did he tell the boy all that stuff before the match could be called off.” Yusuke asked, looking down at his mentor.

“Sensui held back the information from the boy because young people are stupid about life and death. They think they are invicible. Too young to die so they are not consumed with the fear of it. That's why armies recruit teenagers. That's why Koenma chose you.”

“Hey... I resent that,” Yusuke retorted. “I know I could die because I've done it once and came back to tell about it.”

“I don't have the time or inclination to explain how you've proved my point. He held back on telling the boy but counted on us to figure it out,” Genkai countered. “It fits with Sensui's pattern. He's testing our moral limits, seeing if we can justify the kill.”

“But we won't.. right?” Yusuke asked.

“Kurama has,” Genkai answered. “That's why he told the boy the truth. To make him weak. It's a dirty trick but Kurama knows what he must do.”

Yusuke blinked, looking over to his friend. Kurama? Is that true? Are you really going to kill this kid?

“Is there any way I can out of this?” Amanuma pleaded, looking over to the kitsune. “Please? Any way at all?”

“Can you shut down your territory?” Kurama asked, his eyes never leaving the screen.

“No, it's impossible to do when a game is still in play.” Amanuma replied. “The only way is for you to give up and let me win.”

“I'm sorry, but that's not going to happen,” Kurama said in a low tone. “This is not about choosing one life over another. This is about you knowing what Sensui was going to do and agreeing to help aid him,” His eyes narrowed. “You have no one to blame for this but yourself.”

“But... I never meant for any of this stuff to really happen,” Gamemaster cried, clutching the joystick, unable to focus as the blocks for 3-7 piled up towards the top. “I don't want to die... I don't want to DIE!!”

Amanuma fell over, dead, as the screen sounded out,“Hark and rejoice, for the evil Goblin King has been defeated!”

Kurama closed his eyes, lowering his head. I'm sorry... I didn't want to do this. My mother... would be ashamed of me... Botan... would be... upset with me... I am upset with myself... The anger bubbled again on the surface. Damn you, Sensui. Damn you for forcing us to kill a child.

The landscape began to shake, electrical equipment shortening out, explosions rocking the surroundings and Kurama remained standing still, not caring about being injured by the debris. The territory faded, revealing a game system and the cave's interior.

“So what the hell happened to all that equipment and stuff?” Yusuke asked, looking around.

“When Amanuma died, his territory died with him.” Genkai answered, walked towards the game system and the fallen child.

“He must have had some real power to create such a territory from a simple game.” Kaito commented.

Hiei stepped over to Amanuma, looking down at the boy then up at Kurama who stood with his back to everyone. Kurama? He sent out, frowning when he was rebuffed, the anger palpable and the fire demon withdrew his mind. You are upset for killing a small child, I suppose that is understandable. But you did what had to be done and should not beat yourself up over it. He thought but kept his opinion to himself, watching as Yusuke walked over to console the red head.

“Hey, Kurama... there wasn't anything you could ...” Yusuke started before his voice suddenly died and he backed up a few steps. The look of absolute fury marred the taller man's handsome features and the head detective felt a wave of irrational fear at being too close to the kitsune in that moment.

Kurama lifted his head, glaring straight ahead, keeping his anger at the surface, using it as a shield. “I have no regrets, Yusuke.” He growled and stalked forward, leaving the rest of the group behind.

Yusuke was at a loss. “I don't even know how to handle this situation. I've seen Kurama mad but never that bad before.”

“It is best to leave him be, Yusuke,” Genkai answered before giving out commands to Kaito and Yana to return to the surface with her.

The book worm crouched down, scooping up Amanuma following the female psychic back up to the surface while Yusuke, Hiei, and Mitarai joined Kurama, heading deeper into the bowels of the cave where Sensui awaited them.

Outside the cave

Botan sat outside, waiting calmly for everyone to return and her gaze shifted to the sky above, noting the kurai cloud hanging over Mushiyori city had disappeared. Does it mean that the boys defeated them already? She grinned and jumped up, shouting at the sky, “You're welcome world!”

“Hate to piss on your parade but the end is still near.” Koenma said from behind the girl and she whirled around, frowning.

“Koenma, sir?”

The spirit lord was in his teenage form, a serious and determined look on his face as he explained. “The spiritual activity of the tunnel has finally stabilized and everything has calmed down but it is little more than the calm before the storm. We have two hours before the final stage begins.”

Botan walked over to her boss, confusion on her features. “First three weeks, then one, then two days and now two hours. You can't keep changing the ETA, sir.”

“It's not a subway, it's a volatile rip in time and space, Botan.” Koenma replied.

The deity tilted her head. “You left in such a hurry but you never told me what it was you needed to do in Reikai, Koenma.”

Jr. lifted his hand, motioning at his pacifier. “I had to get dad's permission to remove this as a last resort.” He saw the girl flinch and he lowered his hand, voice soft. “I'll be going into the tunnel now, Botan, you stay here and wait for the signal.”

“What signal, sir?” The deity asked.

“If an earthquake erupts in two hours it means that the kekkai barrier has been breached and the tunnel is completely open to all demons. If that occurs, head up to Reikai and inform my father.”

The ferry girl smiled a bit and Jr. frowned. “What is so amusing, Botan?”

“Nothing... it's just...” She paused, voice soft as she replied. “Kurama told me basically the same thing.”

“And that's why he's the smartest one of the group,” Koenma said in return, pivoting away from the girl. “Goodbye, Botan.”

“Good luck, Koenma, sir.” Botan murmured as she watched him head into the cave. I hope we can beat Sensui and his men... I hope they all come back alive and... I hope you're doing okay, Kurama. She thought as she studied the cave with a worried heart and mind.

Inside the cave

The four detectives progressed further into the cave system, turning right as Mitarai instructed. Yusuke looked over at the red head. He seems really closed off right now. What is he thinking? “So tell me, Hiei,” The head detective began. “You've known Kurama longer than I have, do you think he's alright?”

The fire demon smirked. “Do you honestly think this is the first child Kurama's killed?”

Yusuke frowned. “Maybe... but he doesn't think or behave like any demon I've met before.”

“True...” Hiei conceded. “Don't worry about Kurama, detective. Worry about defeating Sensui.”

The gang rounded a bend and Yusuke gasped at the sight of Kuwabara in a boat, the demon tunnel open behind him, monsters fighting to get out.

“Kuwabara!” Yusuke shouted, his gaze shifting to the tunnel behind the fighter. “This place has a really creepy vibe. Like some kind of demented aquarium and the only thing between me and the things that want to eat me are behind a thin sheet of glass.” His eyes widened at the visible crack forming in the center of the tunnel.

“Beautiful, isn't?” Sensui commented, his back turned to the group as he relaxed on a brown couch, watching some war program on the tv before him. “You can keep you blue sky, crystal clear oceans, and snow capped mountains. Just give me a front row seat to the end of human civilization and I'm the happiest man alive.” He paused smiling, “You're about to witness history boys,” The former spirit detective added as he peered over his shoulder at the group. “Trust me, you won't find better seats to the end of the world than this.” He stood up, turning to face the boys. “It only gets crueler from here.”

Sensui shifted his gaze over to the tunnel, watching as hands broke free, swiping at Kuwabara. “Hmm... C class demons... and from the looks of this group, their focus is entirely on their appetite,” He held up his hand, a small purple orb forming in the air. “When judgment comes, you simple youkai can eat whatever you like, until then... don't spoil dinner,” He let loose the orb, the power forcing the arms back into the tunnel, sparing Kuwabara's life. “C class demons are like seeds, abundant and worthless but 1 in every 100 becomes a B class with brains and power to match,” Shinobu looked over at the kitsune and the fire demon. “Care to tell us about it, Kurama and Hiei?”

The kitsune narrowed his gaze. You do like to hear yourself talk don't you, Sensui?

“And from the B class a select few transcend to A class, with power and mental prowess close to omnipotence,” Sensui continued. “They're probably watching us right now, waiting for their chance to rise to glory.”

“You seem to know a great deal about demons,” Yusuke commented, glaring at the taller man. “Too bad you turned your back on the humans you were supposed to protect.”

“I was supposed to protect the universe,” Sensui countered. “Surely you understand the need for the human race to die. It's not so hard to do. You nearly killed the doctor Yusuke and Kurama just killed a small child.”

“Yeah, but we did it for the greater good.” Yusuke retorted.

Shinobu turned his gaze back to the boy. “And what if every human was bad?”

“I don't deal in what ifs.” The head detective replied.

“Interesting...” Sensui said before calling out, “Mr. Makihara...”

The large man in the boat with Kuwabara rose, jumping out and up into the air, coming to land beside the ex-spirit detective.

“That's Gourmet.” Mitarai whispered.

“If you can kill Makihara, I will let Kuwabara go, unharmed.” Sensui offered.

“What?” Yusuke murmured, backing up as Gourmet advanced on him.

Kurama, however, remained in his spot, talking in a cautious tone with the head detective. “Don't trust Sensui at his word. We'll make a push for Kuwabara the first chance we get. In the meantime just play along.”

Gourmet came to a stop, looking over at Mitarai. “Rather touching there, Seaman. You want to save Kuwabara so badly because he saved you yet you're terrified Sensui will find out how much your new buddy means to you. You're afraid Sensui will kill Kuwabara to punish you for betraying him.”

Mitarai looked at Gourmet in shock. How the hell did he know that?

“But that's nothing compared to your secret, Kurama...” Gourmet went on, shifting his focus to the red head. “You're more tore up over killing Gamemaster than you're letting on.”

So you can read minds can you? Kurama thought, his eyes narrowing as he studied the brawny male.

“In fact, you're so embarrassed about your emotions that you put up a brave front. But the truth of the matter is Youko Kurama would never be so weak.”

“Hold up... how would you know anything about that unless...” Yusuke murmured then gasped, studying the giant. “No... It can't be...”

“Bingo!” Makihara replied, laughing. “I found your little mind reading friend Murota and ate him to gain his powers. That's what my territory does.”

“Bastard...” Yusuke growled, stepping forward only to stop as Kurama reached out a hand, resting it on his shoulder. The head detective turned to look at the red head as he spoke,

“I will take him, Yusuke, and do not argue. I'm not in the mood.” Kurama spoke in a low and lethal tone, moving in the detective's place. Focusing his will, the kitsune placed defensive walls around his mind, shutting the Gourmet out, presenting a blank slate that the hulking male could not penetrate through and he reached behind his hair, drawing out a rose. Closing his eyes, the kitsune suddenly fed power to it, lashing out, the thorn whip wrapping around Gourmet's head and mouth. Kurama tightened his hold, yanking the whip back, severing Makihara's skull in half, the top part flying off, the bottom jaw and teeth visible as a large spurt of blood erupted from the fatal wound. Gourmet collapsed onto the ground twitching then going still.

Holy shit! Remind me never to tell Kurama he's letting his fox side down! Yusuke exclaimed silently as he watched his friend stalk towards the prone form of the Gourmet.

“Rely on impulse and not even your own thoughts can betray you...” Kurama murmured as he glared down at Gourmet. “Now come out, Toguro.”

What?! Yusuke shouted in his mind, the others wearing various expressions of shock as they listened to the kitsune speak.

Sensui merely smirked, impressed at the red head's abilities. Very good, Kurama. I'd expect no less from a demon as intelligent and gifted as you are. Pity you're not stronger. A fight with you would be quite entertaining to say the least.

Kurama's focus remained downward as he spoke in an icy tone. “Did you think I wouldn't notice your stench? I've smelt it since we entered this cave.”

The corpse began to laugh, the gaping hole exposing Makihara's lower jaw undulated, the head of elder Toguro popping out as he rose. “Very good Kurama. Your powers have improved, even in your human form. Though the red hair isn't nearly as pretty as the silver!”

“Elder Toguro!” Yusuke growled.

“That's right,” the wicked demon replied with a sneer. “I overcame Gourmet's mind and took over his body and his abilities. It's a rather long story. Suffice to say when my body was obliterated, a small amount remained and so I regenerated slowly, sending out a particular signal that only the strongest and most evil beings could sense. I thought it would take years but surprisingly it was a human who rescued me. He promised me vengeance and so I agreed to be part of this little game,” He paused, calling over to the ex-spirit detective. “Isn't that how you remember it, Sensui?”

Shinobu crossed his arms as he answered. “When Toguro told me of the many achievements of you, Yusuke, I felt it the arms of fate wrapping around me. Ningenkai at last had a capable attorney to defend it. I could begin at last to hand down the sentencing,” He paused, voice lowering a bit. “So I found like minded companions to aid in my cause.”

“It's a good thing they found this brainless lug here,” Toguro grinned, poking at his chest. “We agreed it was taking too long for me to regenerate so Sensui had Gourmet eat me, making it seem like I was being betrayed but in reality, I was going to take over his body and mind. So I did,” A gleam shone in the demon's eyes as he cackled. “Fear on the outside is pleasurable enough but feeling the stupid human's terror was palpable and exciting! The great fun I had torturing him, you should have seen the look on his face as he slowly lost his mind, Hah, hah, hah, hah!!!!”

Kurama glared at Toguro, his anger and disgust as he listened pushed him to his limits of tolerance and he growled out in a cold and low tone. “That's enough.”

Toguro grew quiet, glaring at the red head as he watched him move to stand some distance to his left.

“You have survived for far too long... and now it ends here... you soulless fuck...”

Whoa! Did I hear that right? Did Kurama really just drop a f bomb?! Yusuke thought, eyes widened in surprise as he watched the two men engage in a stare down.

“Oh? So the fox thinks he can finish me, eh?” Toguro laughed. “Too bad for you because I'm stronger and indestructible now. I can regenerate from any wound. Even if you pierce my mind, I can still fight on. I can absorb any power I want! I think I'll start with yours!” He shouted, racing towards the kitsune.

Kurama remained still, lifting his arms, crossing them in front of his waist as smoke poured from the sleeves of his school uniform, covering the area in a thick gray cloud. Screaming was heard and several seconds later, the red head emerged from the edge of the smoke. “The deed has been done.”

“What does that mean?” Yusuke asked, looking back at the smoke as it began to dissipate, revealing a rather bizarre looking tree with branches clinging to the face and body of Toguro who continued to scream.

“Damn you fox, why won't you die?!”

Yusuke blinked. “What the hell is that thing?” He asked.

“It's the sinning tree,” Kurama answered. “It ensnares it's victims with illusions of wickedness, slowly draining the person of their life force until they pass away.”

“Man, that's freaky. But how did you get him hooked up to that?” Yusuke asked.

“When I cut off Makihara's head I planted the seed.”

“Hmph... so the smoke was a screen to allow the tree to bloom and go into full effect.” Hiei commented.

“Yes.” Kurama replied, “I didn't want to leave things to chance.”

A delighted smile broke out on Sensui's face. Brilliant. “He really is something, isn't he, Itsuki?”

Itsuki studied the kitsune with appreciative eyes. That boy is interesting. He carries mercy and love behind those cold eyes of his. The ability of Murota could not read his mind. The layers are too complex and controlled. We know only what he wants us to know and see only what he allows us to see.

Kurama walked towards the tree, voice low and full of contempt. “The tree won't stop until it's victim dies, but since you say you are immortal, your sins will remain and you will be tormented for all eternity. So be it... you're not even worthy for death's embrace, Toguro.”

“Why won't you die!” Toguro continued to shout out, struggling as the tree embedded itself further into his skin.

“Such an evil soul will never accept the truth.” Kurama murmured. “The more he fights, the more severe the effects and the pain,” He watched as vines wrapped around the entirety of Toguro's form, stifling his cries. Serves you right for your wickedness. He thought as he voiced out, “Such is the plant's nature. The more sinful you are, the worse your punishment,” The kitsune turned his gaze over to Sensui and Itsuki. “And now only two of them remain.”

“Right,” Yusuke said with a nod. “Your end of the world party is over! Now let Kuwabara go!”

“No need to be so hasty, Yusuke,” Sensui countered. “I've kept my word. Kuwabara is no longer in my possession.”

“Say what?” Yusuke growled, eyes widening as the boat floated by, the street fighter nowhere to be seen. “What the hell did you do to him?!”

Sensui made a subtle motion with his head and Kurama followed, eyes falling on the form of Kuwabara. “Look, over there!”

The gang ran up to the teen, the kitsune helping to ungag him.

“Man, not being able to talk felt really weird.” Kuwabara murmured as he drew in breath.

“Focus, Kuwabara,” Kurama began. “Tell me how you got all the way over here.”

“Well... I don't know really. One moment I'm on the boat and the next I'm on dry land. But I felt dizzy and disorientated.”

“Did you see anything?” Kurama asked.

Hiei sensed something approaching them and he shifted his gaze to the left, a massive shadow sliding along the ground in their direction. “Kurama, look at that.”

The kitsune rose, frowning. “Whatever that is, it can't be good.”

The shadow was suddenly underneath them, eyes and a set of lips now visible.

“Well that's something you don't see every day,” Yusuke murmured as the lips opened and the five of them fell into some kind of different dimension. The detective was promptly spat back out and into the cave and he rose. “What the hell?!” His gaze shifted over to Sensui and he growled. “Asshole, what did you do to my friends?!”

“Relax, detective,” Sensui replied. “Your friends are unharmed. I simply want to enjoy my fight with you without any pesky distractions.”

Itsuki sunk into the ground, smirking as he spoke. “I'll just leave you two... alone...”

Shinobu jumped into the air, flipping and landing in front of Yusuke, who backed up a step.

“So now you're ready to fight me?” Yusuke growled, powering up. “Fine, let's do this. The sooner I kick your ass, the sooner we can shut down your doomsday tunnel and leave this creepy hell hole.”

Outside the cave

Botan stood at the entrance of the cave as the wind howled around her, tugging violently at the long blue tresses of her pony tail. Worried eyes studied the darkness, her heart feeling great unease at their situation. “What is taking them so long? They've been down there for hours now.”

“Patience, Botan,” Genkai replied, sitting on the roof of the green truck parked outside the cave. “Stopping the end of the world can't be done with the flick of a switch. We have to trust in our weapons and hope they defeat Sensui.”

“I know, I'm just... worried...” The deity replied. Genkai had told her what occurred during Gamemaster's battle and Kurama's dilemma and subsequent defeat and death of Amanuma. I know you did not want to do it, Kurama. I know you would have done anything else to avoid killing the child if you could. But you must also know that it had to be done. Sensui had to be stopped. I'm only sorry I couldn't be there with you to give you support and understanding. She bit her lip as the wind blew even harder, pushing her around a bit. Please hurry guys. I can feel the world... starting to die... already... and it... hurts...

Inside the cave

Kurama looked around their new environment, frowning at the various objects that floated around them, turning his gaze over to Mitarai who spoke,

“What is this place?”

“It looks like we're in the bowels of hell.” The kitsune replied, helping to untie Kuwabara.

“I think we are in the bowels of something, Kurama,” Hiei said, red eyes studying the debris. “It looks like we are inside of a dark soul.”

“What is that?” Kuwabara asked. “It sounds really bad.”

“A creature that eats the trash of human world.” The fire demon answered.

“Yet we were not swallowed on a whim,” Kurama said softly, his features thoughtful. “Someone else must be controlling this creature.”

“Creature?” A new voice spoke and the red head's eyes widened, lifting his gaze at the bright yellow light now before them.

“His proper name is Uraotoko.” Itsuki explained as he materialized in front of them. “He is my pet after all... I tamed him myself.”

“Itsuki...” Mitarai murmured.

Kurama's eyes narrowed. “You're not a human, are you?”

“No more than you are, Kurama...” The green haired male replied. “A human could not produce the tunnel about to open.” Six arms with multiple eyes appeared behind Itsuki and the kitsune understood at last what he was.

“You're a Yamanate... a control of shadows... and opener of dimensions.” Kurama murmured in surprise.

“I don't care what he is or how many hands he has, I'll still smash him up!” Kuwabara growled as he made a fist, glaring at the green haired man.

“Calm your anger,” Itsuki held up a hand, voice soft. “I'm not here to fight you.”

“Then why the heck did you bring us here?” Kuwabara grumbled. “We sight seeing or something? Cause I've seen enough already and I want out.”

Itsuki sighed. “I'm merely protecting the fight between our two detectives. We are on opposite sides but we have the same goal. To allow them to fight without bickering among ourselves. Yusuke deserves it. Sensui deserves it as well.”

“That guy doesn't deserve squat,” Kuwabara growled. “Tell me one good thing he has that makes you follow him so blindly.”

Itsuki smirked. “He has everything,” The green haired man retort. “Sensui can be violent, courageous, spiritually pure, and even fragile. He can be a charismatic speaker, drawing others to his side,” Itsuki's features became distant as he relived memories. “I was drawn to him like a moth to the flame. I first saw him as a light in the darkness. I would follow him for hours, unbeknownst to him. Just watching him work made me feel alive.”

Kurama quirked an eyebrow at the obsessive tone in the man's voice. I do believe I know where this is headed.

“I would help him in the shadows, you see, killing off demons that wanted him dead. But alas, Sensui caught me and wasn't grateful for the help. When I told him I wanted one more day to live, he asked me why he should let me go. I told him that my favorite television show was airing it's last episode and I didn't want to miss it. I was the first demon to make him laugh you see,” Itsuki smiled tenderly. “It was our paths crossing that first illuminated Sensui that good and evil couldn't be so traditionally defined. Who knew that this killer of killers, this hunter of demons could also be warm, caring, and more open to broadening his view of the world,” The demon paused, touching his chin. “My attraction to him wasn't purely academic, I had always hoped to make him my lover.”

And there you have it... out in the open... Kurama murmured silently. That answers the question of why he was helping Sensui.

Kuwabara made a face. “Er... you can stop right there. I don't think I'm old enough or interested enough to hear any more of this stuff..”

“If this is true... If you really do care for Sensui... help us to stop him. He will die as well if that tunnel is completed.” Kurama said, studying the green haired youkai.

“You cannot save the damned,” Itsuki replied. “I expect him to act terribly and hurt people. There is no way to stop him.”

“Why not?” Kuwabara asked.

Itsuki raised his hand, smiling seductively. “Because his soul must be allowed to run it's course. Snow white paper will absorb ink, turning it's entirety black. That is Sensui's soul. He's becoming more depraved and I have enjoyed the journey thus far.”

“What kind of crap talk is that?” Kuwabara growled, pointing at Itsuki. “You can't make excuses for that man. He's a monster.”

“I'm not making excuses, Kuwabara. I'm simply stating fact. We are all tainted and deserve to die. Sensui must be allowed for his plan to reach it's fruition, no matter how many people are killed.”

Kurama narrowed his eyes. So you sat back and did nothing while Sensui's mind broke down... you allowed his soul to darken out of some twisted and perverse pleasure. That is inexcusable. “You should know, I will kill you without remorse.”

Itsuki smiled. “You will do what you must, but whether I live or die, the outcome of this battle will be decided outside this territory of mine.”

Hiei glared at the green haired youkai. Not that I care about this odd relationship crap, but this Itsuki is really staring to piss me off. “If we do get to kill him, I want the first hit.”

“Hmm... I think we're all a bit stir crazy,” Itsuki commented. “Let's change the view shall we?”

The debris shifted away, a set of eyes opening up, allowing them to view the scene in the cave below and everyone floated over, peering down as the fight between Yusuke and Sensui began.

Kurama was surprised at the increase of speed from the head detective. If the fate of Ningenkai wasn't on the line, this conversation between the two men and their philosophy on life would be interesting. His brow furrowed. But we have little time for that. Come on, Yusuke, defeat Sensui before the tunnel is complete.

The fight began in earnest, Yusuke launching an all out physical assault that Sensui blocked with his left hand, a purple orb of energy in his right. The two men tried to out do each other, the younger detective gaining the upper hand on a feint, striking direct hits to Sensui's chest and stomach, slamming his fist upwards, sending the older male up and into the cave wall. Shinobu fell into the water then emerged, his shirt destroyed, his chest now visible and everyone gasped at the sight of the numerous scars that lined his skin.

“Man, gross... Guess he has been in a lot of fights.” Kuwabara commented.

“Haven't you ever been told about assumptions, Kuwabara?” Sensui replied, looking over at the dark soul. “No one's ever hurt me. These scars I did to myself through training.”

Kurama studied Shinobu with troubled eyes. There's something a bit different about him now. But what is it I'm sensing?

An energy orb burst out of the water, guided by Sensui's mind.

So he also has telekinesis of his own attacks? That isn't good. Kurama thought, eyes widening as hundreds of other orbs materialized from Shinobu's own power up. How will Yusuke manage to get away from all those spheres without injury? Anxiety grew as Yusuke was bombarded by the energy orbs but he kept it to himself as the others watched on in worry. “Do not be too concerned yet.” The kitsune said softly. “It will take more than that to bring Yusuke down.”

“You've become spoiled as a fighter with your gentlemanly one on one matches,” Sensui said, materializing more energy orbs. “I had to fight many opponents at once when persuasion failed and this technique was created for that purpose.”

“I'm sick of playing dodge ball,” Yusuke replied. “Can't we play a different kind of PE game like four square or something?”

Kurama frowned at the sharp spike in energy he could detect coming from Shinobu. “This is not the time for jokes, Yusuke. Can you not sense how much stronger his ki is now than before?”

Yusuke dodged several more splinter Resshuken attacks, going on the offensive, diving into the water in the small lake, before jumping up, ripping off his shirt, slinging it around Sensui's left wrist, forcing him to remain in close quarters as he used street brawler tactics to attack the taller man, bringing him down, not giving the ex-spirit detective the ability to defend himself.

“Come on, Urameshi, finish him off!” Kuwabara shouted.

“I know, I know!” Yusuke growled, hammering his fist again and again into Shinobu's face. “I didn't figure you as this much of a wimp, Sensui...”

Something changed in Shinobu's face, it grew harder, colder, violent. He lifted his arm, the hand shifting, becoming a gun and a shot rang out, the bullet piercing through Yusuke's left side and out his back.

Oh no, Yusuke! Kurama's mind shouted.

“Urameshi!” Kuwabara cried, looking on in fear as his friend was shot.

The head detective was sent flying back and he landed hard, gritting his teeth as he tried to fight off the pain radiating in his side.

Sensui rose. “Stop your whining!” He roared. “You're being a little bitch right now so get up off your ass and fight!”

“Whoa... Sensui's got a potty mouth now.” Kuwabara murmured.

“That's not Sensui right now,” Itsuki said softly. “The only one who can produce that gun is Kazuya.”

“Say, what?!” The street fighter growled, turning his attention over to the green haired youkai. “The only one I see down there is Sensui. You must have lost your marbles or something.”

Marbles... Kurama thought then gasped, eyes widening. Of course! “You mean to tell me that Sensui suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder?”

“There are seven, all co-existing in Sensui's brain,” Itsuki affirmed. “All with distinct traits and personalities.”

“Seven? I can't believe this.” Mitarai murmured. “I had no idea that he had such a condition.”

“His subconscious created them to cope with his madness,” Itsuki replied. “Most people cannot handle the trauma of seeing more than they should. Sensui has seen much in his life but nothing like that night long ago. So his mind went into defense mode as a method of survival,” The youkai looked on, voice still soft. “Kazuya is by far the most ruthless of the seven personalities. He's been known to torture puppies and small children for his amusement.”

Kurama clenched his jaw at the impassive tone of the green haired demon. And I suppose you stood by and watched that as well, Itsuki? He felt anger starting to build in him. You and Sensui... going to darker and darker places for your own amusement or sense of justice. The kitsune turned his gaze back on the fight, worry mingling with his rage. There is no justice here. Only depravity and darkness. The red head sensed Kuwabara's rise in ki, watching as his spirit sword was unleashed, his own heart filled with concern and pain as his friend was tormented and tortured.

Hiei felt his own concern for the detective though he chose to show it in his usual gruff way. “Step aside!” He shouted, flying past Kuwabara as he unsheathed his katana, swinging it in a diagonal arc as he tried to slice through the eye but to no avail.

“It's pointless.” Itsuki said. “My Uraotoko is indestructible.”

Kurama watched in shock as the personality called Kazuya shot Yusuke several times all over his body. Damn you, Sensui! He roared silently clenched his fists, upset at the helplessness he felt. We have to get out of here. We need to help him but how? Fear crossed the red head's features as Sensui lifted Yusuke by his head, pressing the gun under the teen's chin. “No! Not this way!”

“Urameshi!” Kuwabara cried, terrified for his best friend's life.

The tension spread among the group, fear, pain, and anger mingling with the inability to look away.

We have to do something! Kurama cried inwardly, blinking as he heard a familiar voice call out,

“Shinobu! That's enough! Let him go!”

Sensui lifted his head, gazing to his left, tiny orbs focused on the form of Koenma as he stood about 20 feet away. “Shinobu ain't here right now, Koenma, get it!” Kazuya yelled.

“Stay.... back...” Yusuke managed to say between gritted teeth, wincing as the violent personality yanked on his his hair.

“Shut up, you little shit!”

Kuwabara was beside himself. “Get away from him you freak!”

“How many times do I have to say this?” Itsuki commented, arms crossed. “This is a dimension in which there is no escape save for my own power which you will never possess.”

“Shut up!” Kuwabara growled, running towards the youkai, blade outstretched only to be blocked by Hiei.

“What the hell, shrimp?!” The street fighter growled, looking over to the fire demon with dark eyes.

“Use your brain for once will you...” Hiei murmured.

“If we kill, Itsuki, we'll be trapped here forever,” Kurama explained, looking on as Yusuke shot off his spirit gun, missing Sensui but freeing him from the lunatic's grip and he passed out.

“I will stop you, Shinobu,” Koenma said in a firm tone. “I'm no human. I don't have their limitations. Since I helped to make you, I will be the one to end you.”

“Make me... You have no idea how right you are on that, Koenma,” The one called Kazuya replied, pointing at the spirit lord. “You sent me on that mission.... and now we have company in this mind. All seven of us.”

“Seven.... of course...” Kurama murmured as he listened. “That's what he meant by seven graves. We thought it represented his team but it was in fact his own personalities he was referring to.”

“Hmm... so he planned to be the only one standing at the end of this. The others were all expendable.” Hiei chimed in.

“That is correct,” Itsuki confirmed. “I've known this from the start but I can fend for myself just fine. Shinobu created this plan after that raid. He could not comprehend the murders he committed, so Kazuya was born. But Sensui knew he had to recruit others to his cause, so Minoru appeared. And so it continued. At every moral crisis, a new personality was forged. It was the answer to his paradox. One cannot punish if one commits the same sins. His core soul remains undefiled, while the personalities do the dirty work,” He paused, smiling softly. “Of the seven personalities, one is a girl. She has a beautiful mind, capable of the most loving thoughts and poetry that I have ever heard spoken. I would listen to her when she talked in the dead of night. Always crying and venting sorrows that, if not expressed, would have killed Sensui from a broken heart. Besides Shinobu, I favor her the most. Sometimes I even think we're in love.”

Kurama frowned. You two are quite the twisted pair aren't you? He thought, blinking as Kuwabara shouted,

“Ack! Just shut up already about that stuff will you! I don't want to go crazy too!” He looked down, watching the scene unfold as Koenma spoke,

“I acknowledge your existence, Kazuya, but I need to speak to Shinobu.”

“Let's see if he's awake yet.” Kazuya replied. “Yo, Shinobu! You listening?!” The killer personlity tilted his head, laughing. “Shinobu says he doesn't want to talk to you. Says he hates your guts.”

Koenma looked around. “But he still listens to me, doesn't he, Kazuya? Tell him that if he doesn't surrender, I will have no choice but to unleash this,” He paused, lifting his hand to remove the pacifier, a green light erupting and circulating around it. “This is a Mafukan. The most powerful defensive spell in existence. If I unleash this, it will seal up that tunnel you've created and trap you in a net you cannot escape from. So surrender or damnation are your only choices.”

“Hmph.... we'll talk it over...” Kazuya replied, crossing his arms as he withdrew into his subconscious, answering a moment later. “We've come to a decision. It's unanimous. We will continue with our plan and kill you off as well!”

“So be it,” Koenma replied, rushing forward, “Mafukan!” He yelled only to blink as Yusuke appeared out of no where, knocking the pacifier out of Jr.'s hand.

“Last I checked, I'm still the spirit detective and it's my case to solve!” Yusuke yelled, pocketing the pacifier. “So get back and stay out of my way.”

“Idiot! You can't defeat him as you are, now give me my Mafukan back!” Koenma shouted, trying to pull the pacifier out of the smaller man's pocket.

Yusuke growled, grabbing his boss by the collar. “I tried to do this nicely but since you won't listen!” He drew back his fist, punching Koenma in the jaw, sending him reeling backwards, the prince skidding to a stop as he lay still. “Man, that felt pretty damn good...” He murmured, turning back to Sensui. “Hey, asshole?!” He growled, pointing at his enemy. “I'm done fighting with you, give me your top man!”

“Huh... I forgot you inherited that wench's spirit wave technique. Guess that means you heal up real quick.” Kazuya replied.

“Yeah, and it doesn't matter much right now. One of your personalities said they didn't care about the tunnel and neither do I. All I care about it kicking your ass. So go get someone stronger.”

“You mouthy shit! You can't order me around!” Kazuya roared only to gasp as he was pummeled and brought to his knees.

“You don't have what it takes!” Yusuke growled. “I want to see your strongest personality right now!”

A change came over Sensui and he rose, his eyes bright and clear. “I'm Shinobu. Pleased to meet you.” He held out his hand.

Yusuke wasn't buying it and tried to attack only to be knocked down.

Shinobu crouched down, shaking the detective's hand then rose. “Mr. Itsuki. I need a new hand and a shirt if you please.”

A few moments later, Shinobu stood with a black long sleeve pullover shirt, his right hand now back to normal. “Do you still have enough power to face me?”

“I've got enough to smash your teeth in.” Yusuke growled, blinking as Sensui began to laugh.

“He's different somehow... almost... innocent...” Kurama murmured.

“That's because he is,” Itsuki replied. “Shinobu knows the others have done wrong but he's sepereated from it. He weeps over their actions and blames them, though he knows it must be done. Yet his own heart remains pure,” The youkai smiled. “So complex. That's why I like him the most.”

Hiei gave a look of disgust at the youkai, shaking his head. Can you believe this one, Kurama? He sent out to his friend. He's as twisted as the one he follows.

Yes, he is. Kurama sent back.But we have more pressing matters to worry about. Namely how to get out of this trap so we can help Yusuke.

A burst of yellow energy erupted around Sensui and the kitsune's eyes widened. “That's not spiritual or demon energy at all..”

“Well, what the heck is it then? Solar?” Kuwabara asked.

Koenma sat up, clutching his head. “Man, that hurt.” Jr blinked, gazing in shock at the sight of yellow surrounding his ex-spirit detective. “What.. how... how did he manage to master Seikoki?”

“Seikoki? What the hell is that?” Yusuke asked, brow furrowed as he kept his eyes focused on Sensui.

“Seikoki is sacred energy, the highest level of energy a being can possess,” Koenma explained. “But it takes 40 years to master at least!”

“40 years split between 7 personalities equals six but even then there's no guarantee. You have to have the added desire to correct the world around you,” Sensui replied, looking over at Yusuke as he addressed him. “Something even your master, Genkai, could not do.”

“You jerk!” Yusuke growled and rushed the taller man, lashing out with numerous strikes and punches, his hand caught by Shinobu who broke it with the barest tap, blinking as a shoe hit his face.

“So you broke my arm... I'll break your nose...” Yusuke growled.

“Idiot... you can't take him on...” Koenma spoke harshly. “Give me my Mafukan back and I'll take care of it.”

“You don't get it, Koenma. I know what I have to do... it's my job after all.. I know we can beat this guy,” Yusuke replied in a soft tone, features hardening as he glared at Sensui. “The question is, do you have the stones, Shinobu, to go through with what you think I have planned?”

“Arrogant child! Do you think you can handle even one tenth of my power!” Sensui shouted, letting loose a wave of energy that sent Yusuke and Koenma flying into the far wall.

“Nice going, Yusuke. You just had to piss him off!” Koenma cried, wincing as the energy abated and they slid down to the ground.

“You want to die, so be it!” Sensui snapped, glaring at the boy. “I'll kill you... before the demons bust out and administer justice to the humans of this world.”

“You know, you really are messed up, aren't you?” Yusuke called out to Sensui, ignoring his boss. “But that's what I've come to expect from a nut job like you.”

“Yusuke, shut up!” Koenma snapped then growled. “Give me my Mafukan back while we still have time.”

“I can't... I don't have it anymore...”

Sensui held up the pacifier. “Looking for this?”

But instead of worry, relief filled Koenma's features. “Right where I wanted it,” He raised his hand, blue energy erupting around his palm as he held it out in front of him. “MAFUKAN!”

A wave of energy swirled outwards, surrounding Sensui who cried out and writhed in pain.

“I think that thing's really working.” Kuwabara commented.

“Yes,” Kurama replied. “The Mafukan can be the most powerful defensive spell in existence depending on the one who wields it and the energy stored. In this case, Koenma's pacifier.”

“That's why he uses that?” Kuwabara began. “I always thought he sucked on that thing because he had an oral fiction or something..”

“Fixation.” Kurama corrected. “The more it absorbs, the stronger the defense. And Koenma has been storing this energy for several hundreds of years. Not even an S class youkai could break free from a kekkai barrier of that strength.”

“This is your final warning, Sensui. Surrender or I will close this net on you completely.” Koenma cried, releasing more energy into the net.

Sensui grit his teeth, reaching out to clasp the pacifier, roaring as he fought against the net, the ground shaking violently from the effort.

Outside the cave

“Whoa.. is that.. an earthquake?” Yana commented, looking around as the ground continued to shake.

“If it is... it's about 5.7 magnitude... rather powerful.”

Botan bit her lip. This is the signal. I have to go to Reikai... to warn King Enma... like Koenma wanted me to do. But I hate leaving... what if Kurama comes back... and I'm not there to help him? What if the world ends... I'll be safe... but what about everyone else? She frowned. I have to stop this... I have a job to do and I must do it! The deity materialized an oar, heading up to Reikai. Please hang on, everyone. I'll do my best to get some help.

Inside the cave

“Im.. Impossible... he can't defeat the Mafukan!” Koenma cried, blinking as his pacifier was evaporated.

“Poor prince... quite the valiant effort but you've never dealt with Seikoki before,” Sensui taunted. “You must feel an incrediable amount of guilt, Koenma... want to run home and cry to your father?”

Koenma fell to his knees. “You're right. It's all my fault. I am the one who made you a detective... and the one who sent you on that mission. I am ready to pay for my crimes. The rest of the world shouldn't have to suffer.” He felt a hand on his shoulder, lifting his gaze to find Yusuke standing beside him.

“You're too young to die yet, Koenma. You just finished teething.” Yusuke commented lightly, eyes focused on Sensui as he shifted to stand in front of Jr.

“Don't... you can't win...” Koenma begged. “The world needs you alive. It's my mess to clean up, not yours.”

Sensui studied the boy before him. “Oh forgive me, I was supposed to be killing you, wasn't I?”

“You've walked right into my plan.” Yusuke commented.

Kuwabara grinned. “See, I told you he had it figured out. I dare you guys to say I'm wrong now.”

“You're wrong, Kuwabara.” Kurama replied softly.

“What? How do you figure?”

“Do you remember what you did in the fight with Toguro?” Kurama asked.

“You mean the spirit sword fly swatter thing?”

Kurama sighed inwardly. “Wrong Toguro,” He replied. “What you did for Yusuke against Younger Toguro, Yusuke now intends to do the same for all of us.”

“But unlike what happened last time, Sensui won't be faking when he kills the detective.” Hiei added.

Kuwabara's features twisted into a look of fear. “No.. Urameshi... you can't do that... come on.. there's got to be another way.”

Kurama felt sadness well up inside as he watched Kuwabara struggle to deal with the soon to come reality. This is the breaking point. Is this really necessary, Yusuke? Do you really have to die?

“Come on, headcase! Kill me and do it with some style will you? I don't want any half ass attempt on my life. I know you can do it real quick.”

Sensui watched as the boy approached. I know I can kill him. So why... why do I hesitate?

Finish him, Shinobu. Show what you're capable of. Itsuki thought.

Something inside of Hiei was brewing and he was confused as to what it was. Is this.. worry... over the detective? He growled, irritated at the emotion and their situation. The fire demon yanked off his cloak, unsheathing his katana as he pointed at the taller youkai. “Hey, lover boy! Let us out of this and you'll be allowed to continue breathing,” He covered up his concern by adding, “If we're going to die let us die in war... against Sensui.”

Kurama was concerned over Yusuke. I do not want Yusuke to die. He is my friend and I have to do my best to help him. He drew out a rose, turning it into a whip. “We can face Sensui four on one in open combat. We just need to be let out. Perhaps torture will suffice to get you to release us.”

“It wouldn't do any good. You'd still lose.” Itsuki replied.

“What? We can still fight!” Kuwabara growled.

“Maybe so... but your power levels are not on par with Sensui's.”

“I'll show you power levels!” The street fighter growled, starting forward, stopping when Kurama held out an arm, blocking him.

“If you think that, what was the point in keeping us locked up in this dimension?” The kitsune asked, studying the green haired youkai with narrowed eyes.

“Even if you managed to survive. You'd run off, carrying Yusuke on your back. You'd deflect his attacks. Then regroup, grow stronger and defeat Sensui and the hordes of demons that invaded human world. Hiei, Kurama, both of you are very close to becoming an A class youkai. In fact, I do believe you were in the upper A class in your true form, Kurama.”

The kitsune narrowed his eyes. So I was. But I don't have access to that power now.

So he's figured us out, has he? Hiei thought. “You're very clever, Itsuki. But you've guess wrong.”

“I know your kind all too well, Hiei. Your bluffs won't work on me,” Itsuki countered. “Just do the only thing you can and stand there to watch Yusuke die.”

“Soulless freak!” Kuwabara snarled, turning at the sound of Mitarai's voice,

“Mr. Kuwabara? I've been thinking about what happened when you were in my territory. You cut threw it with that strange sword of yours. Why can't you use it on this place?”

“My new sword..” He mumbled, eyes brightening. “My new sword... of course!” Kuwabara exclaimed, holding out his right hand, struggling to bring the new energy to life, gritting his teeth when it wouldn't emerge. “Come on, power! Come on! What's the point of having this ability if I can't use it!” Yellow light burst from his hand and the street fighter rose, his dimensional sword springing to life.

Itsuki could not hold them back any longer. “I've done all I can, Sensui, now finish him!” He cried as Kuwabara raced forward, cutting through the eyes in front of him, the leaping out of the diminsion and into the cave, rocks dropping down, splashing into the water below, blocking the gang's view as Sensui charged headlong into Yusuke, the detective's body flying into the air, blood spurting from the mortal wound to his chest and he landed on his back, his body still as life left his form.

Kuwabara raced over. “Urameshi! Come on... you're... you're just faking... right?” He said, crouching down by his best friend. “I know... I'll cover your nose and mouth and you'll wake right up...” The street fighter studied Yusuke's features, tears in his eyes. “You can't die... you can't die on me.. dammit, Urameshi! Why did you do this?! Why?!” Pain turned to anger as he reared around, glaring at Sensui.

“I thought it would be cathartic to kill him but all I feel is profound sadness,” Sensui murmured. “If you want revenge, best do it now. The tunnel is complete.”

“You maggot...” Kuwabara growled. “You're going to pay for what you've done!”

Hiei unleashed the dragon, rushing forward, Kurama following, his visible features shifted, appearing like Youko though he was not in his true youkai form.

Sensui smiled. Incredible. They just jumped into A class territory in a matter of seconds.

“Hey guys wait for me!” Kuwabara shouted, stopping to look back at Yusuke. You died a brave death, Urameshi. You saved billions with your sacrifice and we will make sure it is not in vain. He turned around, racing to catch up with his friends, wondering if they were truly strong enough to defeat Sensui.