Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ No Turning Back ❯ No Turning Back ( Chapter 6 )

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

It took a while to get there, and the hot mid day sun burned down on them the entire way. As usual, Yusuke complained the whole time. "Couldn't you use that oar of yours to get us there?"
"No. We would stand out just a little bit, Yusuke. Besides, it'll do you good to get some exercise." The cheery, blue haired girl looked up into the sky. "What a beautiful day."
Yusuke grumbled and kicked a popcan, hands in his pockets. "Are we there yet?" They stopped in front of a large steel building with no windows. "Yep."
They found it quite easy to get into the morgue, seeing as there was no one around to stop them. "It's so quiet." Boton remarked as they wandered the narrow, long and dimly lit hall. "That's because everyone's dead." Yusuke stopped at a closed door marked "Keep Out" and grinned to Boton.
"No." She said, "If there's a sign that says, keep out, there's a reason to." Yusuke opened the door. Boton smacked him over the head, "You really need some common sense, Yusuke." The duo ventured into the darkened room and Yusuke fumbled for a lightswitch, while Boton began searching through what sounded to him like plastic bags. "Yusuke, look at this!" She called to him in the darkness.
"Gee, I would if I could SEE. How can you see in here?! The lights arn't even on!"
"It's a gift. Hurry up and find the lightswitch."
Yusuke ran his fingers along the walls. "There's no lightswitch, Boton." Somewhere in the darkness he could hear her sigh. A brilliant light flooded the room suddenly and Yusuke blinked in pain. "Geez, that's bright. Where'd you find the switch?" Boton let go of the rope attached to the ceiling light. "Never mind." She scolded, "Look at this. They seem to be bones of some kind." Yusuke approached the table where Boton was examining plastic bags filled with a variety of humanoid bones. Each bag was labeled with numbers and letters similar to barcodes. Tiny tags were attached to each individual bone inside the bags. Yusuke picked one up and examined its contents. "Hey! This one says 'Homicide, West Park'. These were muder victims wern't they, Boton?"
"I'd assume so." Boton picked up a human skull from a far shelf. The room smelled heavily of disinfectants and the smell caused her to sneeze. The skull fell out of her hands and cracked in two on the cement floor. "Oops."
Yusuke snickered, "So what are we here for?"
"Anything unusual. Like mutilated bodies or bodies drained of blood. If Roku is spending his time here in the Ningenkai he'll need human blood to survive."
"Well there are no bodies in here. Just bones." He said, stepping over Boton's skull and heading for the door. "Now wait a minute!" She exclaimed, grabbing his arm and pulling him back into the room. "Look." She handed him a plastic baggy of bones. Yusuke looked at it. "What am I looking at?"
"Says here," she told him, reading from a blank peice of paper. "These are the bones of the demon, Suzaku."
"WHAT?!" Yusuke almost had a stroke right there, and he threw the bag across the room.
"Just kidding." She giggled and dodged the gullable teen's fists. "I didn't think the great Yusuke was afraid of anything." She loved to tease him. Yusuke chased her around a chrome table, knocking over bones and papers in his way. "I was NOT afraid! That guy was hard to kill, that's all." he insisted, climbing over the table to get at the ferrie woman. "Just so we're clear on that."
Just then, footsteps approached from the hall. The door opened and a tall figure's eyes widened at the scene before him. A blue haired woman in pink was backed against the homicide evidence counter by a young man dressed in a green school uniform, who was on the examination table. Papers and evidence littered the floor. For a good minute no one moved. "...Uhhh, Yusuke? We've been spotted." Boton muttered through clenched teeth.
"No shit, Sherlock...."

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"I've decided to take you out, Hiei." Kurama was sprawled out on the couch, staring at the ceiling. Hiei looked at him from the kitchen, where he was attempting to make sandwiches for lunch. The kitchen counter was littered with mayo, lettuce leaves, tomato seeds and pepper. The bread was on the floor. "Aw. Damnit!" Hiei cursed, picking up the fallen bread slices. "Why do they always land on the butter side?" The bacon sizzled and spit on the stove and Hiei turned the heat down, getting bacon grease on his exposed arm. "Shimatta! That HURTS!" he shouted, hopping around slightly while holding his injured arm. "I'm sorry, Kitsune, what were you saying?" he said, turning back to Kurama. Kurama smiled up at the ceiling, listening to Hiei's cooking sounds. "I said, we're going out." He repeated. Hiei licked the mayonaise off his fingers. "When? Where? WHAT? Fox, what are you babbling about? No! Not the toast!...Too bad, hope you like it burnt."