Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Keikendan no Tantei ❯ Where it All Began (Kurama) ( Chapter 2 )

Keikendan no Tantei

By: Cece Williams

 

 

 

((Disclaimer: I still don't own it, so whatever.))

 

Cece: This is in alternating chapters, so this is in Kurama's point of view.

Kurama: Nice. (starts eating popcorn)

Cece: Hey! (takes bowl) Get out there!

Kurama: I need a vacation…

 

Chapter 2: Where it All Began (Kurama's POV)

 

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We walked from the boat to the hotel we were going to be residing for the next week. Of all the people in our team, believe it or not, Andrea was the most vulnerable. Not only was she a human, but she also was a young woman, which meant that she was easy prey for the demons that would be lurking about. I admit Andrea is a very attractive girl, but maybe perhaps her beauty would become her downfall if she weren't cautious.

 

I walked in the hotel, keeping a close eye on Andrea. I looked almost out of place; if I weren't better, then some people would suggest that I was a girl. I looked at the rest of the team and saw that we were all indeed out of place. All of us looked tired from our fight on the boat.

 

When we followed the usher to the room, I felt a demonic aura and looked over at Andrea, who looked slightly insulted from Kuwabara's remark about grown-ups dressed fancy and not trusting them. Seeing that she was keeping instep with the team, my eyes averted to the room.

 

After I walked in, I noticed that the room was richly decorated, with a chandelier over our heads. I set my one bag on the floor, just as I heard the words: “Room Assignment.” I knew that things were going to be tough to handle, considering that Andrea was the only girl in the room. I knew about Andrea's rule with rooming with guys: she didn't like it. I had a feeling that the masked person could be trusted, but I didn't say anything… that is, until I found out that I was being roomed with Andrea.

 

I felt my face grow paler and my heart literally beating against the walls of my chest. I had known Andrea only for about six months; I wasn't going to room with someone unwilling. This was going to be a LONG night and an even longer argument.

 

“Kuwabara, shut up or you're rooming with Hiei,” Andrea said, trying to stay calm, “trying” being the key word.

 

I saw Yusuke turn over on the couch. “Have fun, you lovebirds,” he said, obviously asleep, before I saw Andrea give Yusuke a punch to his face. Though it really wasn't necessary, I could understand why Andrea did that. I could understand that fully.

 

“Kurama and I are only friends, you moron!” Andrea said, and almost dove at him. She was being truthful; we were friends, which explained why she didn't want to share a room with me. I wasn't the least bit insulted, but I was mostly concerned about Kuwabara's fate as I grabbed Andrea's shoulder to stop her.

 

“Everyone, let's think this through,” I told them, keeping a VERY close eye on Andrea to make sure she didn't attack two members of the team in one night. “I know there's six of us here, but you know how Andrea is around us.” I noticed Andrea had calmed down, which made me feel relieved. I looked at the team. “Kuwabara, you and Yusuke have a room. Hiei and I will share one, and Andrea can share with the Masked Fighter.”

 

I looked at Andrea, who relaxed significantly with a big sigh. “Everyone all right with the arrangement?” I watched Andrea as she nodded her head rapidly, almost like one of those bobble-head dolls she told me about. “All right, let's get situated.” I noticed Andrea start to carry her bags, so I thought she could use a hand. “Do you need any help?”

 

I didn't mean to startle her, especially since I felt that she was probably on edge anyway. When she turned her head, I addressed the luggage. “Do you need any help?” I asked again.

 

Andrea shook her head. “No, I'm fine,” she answered before leaving to the room she would share with the Masked Fighter.

 

I watched her walk in the room before I sat down on the couch. My heart was still racing as if it were an endless race. I knew it wasn't the Tournament, although I knew it was going to be very difficult. Outwardly, I managed to keep my composure; while on the inside, my heart was racing. Why can't I slow my heartbeat? This was confusing me.

 

Suddenly, I felt my mind drift off to six months ago, to a mystery that still plagues me to this day…

 

/ Flashback /

 

I was walking home from tutoring someone from my class. Being the smartest one in school, people sometimes asked for my help, which I was ready to give in a moment's notice. All of a sudden, I sniffed the air around the area: a demon was attacking a girl… a human girl.

 

I tried to run through the crowd, but the crowd was thickening with each passing second. I had to get to the girl and help her, but the crowd was going in several directions at once, almost as if everyone were in a maze, looking for a way out. The demonic aura was getting closer; I was nearing the demon's scent. Now the crowd had lessened greatly, which was a relief, but as I turned a corner, the demon was on the ground and the girl was still standing.

 

“Are you all right?” I asked her, my voice full of the girl's concern and safety. “Are you injured?” The only response I gained was an Okay sign from the girl, who had now started to run away, down an alley. Who was she and how did she knock the demon out? Better yet… how could she have sensed it?

 

/ End Flashback /

 

I noticed that the room had become slightly quiet, so I mentally counted the members. One, two, three, four, five… where's Andrea? I stood to my feet and walked to the room where Andrea was staying in and knocked on the door. “Andrea? Are you all right?” Getting no answer, I opened the door and peered in, seeing her asleep on her bed. I blinked; for a woman who kicked a lot of demon butt, she looked like an angel while she was asleep. I decided to let her rest and closed the door.

 

I went back to the couch and sat down. We all had a long trip, but it wore Andrea out. Maybe it was best to let her sleep. My concentration broke when Kuwabara asked, “How's she doing?”

 

“She's just exhausted at the moment,” I answered him. “She'll be fine.” Actually, she had a few bruises, but they were minimal. I wasn't really that concerned about them; I knew that they would heal.

 

Just then, an usher had brought in five cups of coffee, which now had me suspicious. Only the five of us knew about Andrea's coffee allergy. One time she drank an iced mocha before class started, and she broke out on her face. Then, she told me about the allergy, and we had decided to stick with hot chocolate instead.

 

Kuwabara had taken out a can of some kind of drink, but as I looked at the table, there were only one cup left. My instincts told me that someone was definitely in the room, and as I heard a slurping noise, I turned my head and I was correct. Sitting on a taller table of some kind was a boy-like person; I knew he was a demon and quite possibly from the team we'd fight tomorrow. “How did you get in here?” I asked him.

 

“He probably snuck in,” Kuwabara said.

 

After some quite arrogant words from the seemingly youngest member of the team, whom we now knew him as Rinku, another person appeared in the room. He looked even more serious than the boy and as he looked at the lone coffee cup on the table, it shattered as if someone had taken an invisible hammer to it. My eyes were on the front door, watching them leave and not hearing a familiar voice.

 

“Guys? What happened here?” I turned my head and saw a wide-awake Andrea in the doorway. The sound of the shattering cup must have woken her up. I saw her walk to the back of the couch.

 

“I went to check on you,” I began. I didn't want her to worry, since the Dark Tournament was going to be stressful; not only on the team but also to the people around the team. “You were fast asleep, so I closed the door. Some time later, two members from the team we fight against tomorrow arrived. How they did, I'm uncertain. One person seemed to use some form of pyrokenesis to shatter one of the cups.” I took a deep breath. “We didn't want to disturb you. We all had a rough journey here as well.” I looked at everyone. “Perhaps we should all rest for the night.” I patted Andrea on the back. “But don't sleep too late.”

 

I got off the couch and watched as the masked fighter and Andrea went into their room and Kuwabara getting Yusuke in their room.

 

“Kurama.”

 

I looked and saw Hiei looking at me.

 

“Don't worry about the girl,” he said. “She'll be fine.” With that, he flitted to the room he'd share with me.

 

I looked at the door one last time and shook my head. Andrea's always been tougher than expected, but I suppose this would either make her stronger or break her. I hope it wouldn't be the latter. Walking into the room, I sat down on the bed, thinking of my mother. Taking a deep breath, I lay down and went to sleep, thankful the first of many stressful days were over.

 

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Cece: There's the first of the Kurama POVs.

Kurama: Good. Now I can take a break. (looks at the empty popcorn bowl) Hey!

Hiei: (whistles innocently)

Cece: Anywho, review here, please.