Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Life Through a Dragon's Eyes ❯ Chapter Six: Help ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter Six: Help

 

 

::Sasuke's POV::

 

I follow Botan as she heads back to Koenma's office. I know at this point that she really doesn't want to help Armatage, but then again, that's exactly how Armatage wanted her to feel. I can only pray that Koenma will let the detectives go after Armatage. She doesn't deserve to die, even if everyone thinks she does.

 

“Koenma, sir, could Yusuke and the others follow Armatage? I mean, to…find out what Kushin is planning. After all, he could be planning to use Armatage for something that could threaten Human World,” Botan asks.

 

That's a smart way to ask about it. The possibility that the safety of Human World could be threatened is probably the only reason why Koenma would ever decide to help Armatage.

 

“Well,” Koenma says, his hand over his head as if all this is giving him a headache, “I suppose that would be a good idea. We might as well-” Koenma stops in mid-sentence, he stares right at me. “Botan, why is Sasuke here?”

 

“What are you talking about Toddler? There's no one here but us,” Yusuke says, obviously he must not have a very good spirit sense.

 

“Are you an idiot or what Urameshi? There's a ghost in here. You can't sense that?” Kuwabara asks.

 

“I'm not the one who senses ghost stupid, that's you.”

 

I decide to break this up before something happens and those two try to beat each other up. They look like the type who would do that sort of thing.

 

“Koenma, you might want to make me visible to them. They'll start a fight over whether I'm actually here or not if you don't,” I say.

 

“Fine,” he says simply, sighing in frustration.

 

Koenma snaps his fingers and suddenly everyone's staring at me. I always thought it would take a bit more than that, but I guess I was wrong.

 

“Who the heck are you?” Yusuke asks.

 

“I told you there was a ghost in here!” Kuwabara yells in triumph.

 

“My name is Sasuke Izumi. And…as for why I am here, I asked Botan to ask Koenma if you guys would follow Armatage for me. I figured Koenma wouldn't say yes if I asked.”

 

“Why would you care about what happens to her?” Hiei asks.

 

“All will be explained on the way. I'm going to go with you guys to find Armatage.”

 

“No way, you're not going with them Sasuke,” Koenma says.

 

“Why can't I? I have nothing to lose, not even my life.”

 

“Why do you want to help the woman who killed you?”

 

I forgot, Koenma thinks that Armatage was the one who killed me. I could tell him the truth, but Armatage must have a good reason to have not told the truth already. So, I won't.

 

“I have my reasons alright. Please?”

 

“Well…okay,” Koenma says.

 

I mentally jump for joy, but my only outward emotion is a small smile. Botan opens up a portal for us, and everyone steps through.

 

“Good luck Sasuke,” she whispers as I go through as well.

 

When the portal closes behind us, they all turn towards me.

 

“Okay, now you have to answer our questions Ghost Boy,” Yusuke says.

 

“Alright then, who's up first?” I ask.

 

“Me,” Yusuke says, “Who the heck are you?”

 

“I told you that already. Sasuke Izumi is my name.”

 

“No bonehead, I mean who the heck are you to Armatage?”

 

“Oh, well why didn't you say so? I am…was, a friend of hers when I was alive.”

 

In an effort to keep them moving while they talk I walk…I mean float ahead of them. (I am a ghost after all. I don't need to walk.) We don't know how much time we have. They take the hint and follow thankfully.

 

“Next question: Koenma asked why you would want to help the woman who killed you. I too would like to know the answer to that,” Kurama says.

 

“We were best friends. I just don't want to see her hurt is all.”

 

“And evidently at some point in your supposed “friendship” she wanted to see you dead,” Hiei says just loud enough for everyone to hear.

 

I remain silent. I don't know how to defend Armatage without telling the truth about what happened. Ugh. This is so stupid! Why the heck does she want to be blamed for what Itachi did? Why!

 

::Armatage's POV::

 

It's been hours since I was first brought here. And after hours of torture I have finally been left alone…for a moment at least. The scent of my own blood permeates the air. My body shakes from both horrible pain, and constant fear. Fear of what Four and Five will put me through next.

 

There are cuts and gashes of various shapes and sizes all over my body. They didn't stop with simple torture using knives, oh no, they injected me with vile concoctions of Kushin's making as well.

 

Whatever it is that they put in me, I hate it. I feel like I've been set on fire and people have been trying to put the flames out by dousing me with gasoline instead of water.

 

I throw up more blood, adding to the puddle that's already on the floor, and to the nauseating scent in the air.

 

“I w-want it to stop; make it all just stop,” I mumble, curling up into a fetal position in an attempt to make my body stop shaking.

 

I hear the door creak open, and I shut my eyes tightly. I can only pray that whoever it is will just leave me be.

 

“You ready to give up that fire of yours Armatage?” I hear voice ask, Kushin's of course.

 

I sit up shakily, putting on what I hope looks like a defiant face.

 

“I'll d-die before I ever let you t-take my fire away from me,” I say, any hope of deceiving Kushin is lost when I throw up right after I speak.

 

“This doesn't have to be so hard for you,” he says, touching a hand to my face gently. “I can make this all end quickly. Just give up.”

 

I merely growl and try to bite his hand in anger. He pulls away before I can though.

 

“Why do you resist when I can tell you're already in so much pain? I had been hoping by reactivating the first virus that lay dormant inside you, that you would gladly give up your fire to escape the pain. I've had my slaves put you through some of the most awful tortures imaginable, and yet you still continue to defy me.”

 

“I w-won't give you anything,” I answer.

 

“Ah, I see. You've already condemned yourself to become some sort of martyr then?”

 

I chuckle softly.

 

“A martyr is someone who dies for a good cause that they believe in, correct? That is not me. I choose to die without giving my fire to you because…well honestly, I just don't like you,” I say, the last part making me sound sort of like a child.

 

Kushin frowns. He stands up angrily and kicks me hard in the stomach. I scream in agony. My hate for him only increases. I hear the door creak open again and slam shut as he leaves.

 

I prop myself up on my hands and knees. Hot tears roll down my face. I hate crying. I don't like to cry, it makes me feel weak. But at this point, I really don't care anymore. I'm going to die. It's all hopeless. My only consolation is that Sasuke will go to his rest after my death. He won't have any reason to stay. He can be happy.

 

“Sasuke…p-please forgive me,” I mumble through a sob as quietly as I can. My efforts to stay quiet are thwarted by the echo caused by this stupid stone dungeon.

 

::Sasuke's POV::

 

I've explained as much as I can to the Spirit Detectives; though they don't seem at all satisfied with my increasingly vague answers. I stop for a moment, suddenly thinking that I had heard Tage's voice.

 

“Sasuke, what are you waiting for, come on!” Yusuke yells.

 

“Right, sorry, I'm coming,” I call back.

 

Don't worry Armatage. I won't let that mad man kill you. You were my best friend when I was alive, and even in death I will watch out for you like a good friend should. Help is on the way Tage. I'll be with you soon.