Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Resident Evil 4 Meets Yu Yu Hakusho ❯ Kurama's Mansion ( Chapter 2 )

Yuske drove down to Kurama's house the next night. It was an hour and half drive from where he lived, but he was willing to handle it since he was worrying about the fox demon from the last time he saw his former fighting buddy. Pulling up the driveway to the three story house, he parked his car behind Kurama's that had obviously not left its spot in the driveway. Closing the door to his own vehicle, he locked the doors before heading down the walkway to pass a glance into the tented windows of the silver Porsche to see what was there. Since nothing there seemed out of place, Yuske dug his hands back into his jeans pockets and headed for the door. Trying to turn the doorknob, he found it to be locked but didn't seem too disappointed about it. “Why am I not surprised?” He asked himself aloud. Looking under the mat for a key, he found none. Why can't Kurama be like a normal person and keep a key under the damn doormat?

 

Yuske was a bit disappointed in that matter but that wasn't going to stop him from trying to get in. The thunderclouds that the weather channel had predicted would arrive were starting to form in the night sky. Lightening dancing about the night sky, the Spirit Detective could feel the drops of rain starting to come forth and tap upon the street. Since he could care less about the weather, Yuske disregarded it looking for some way into the house. He knew Kurama didn't use any type of alarm system since he could fin for himself so that prompted Yuske to travel to the first window and bash it in with his fist. Watching the glass shatter before him, Yuske snuck into the house just as soon as the rain started to really come down and soak him to the bone.

 

The curtains that covered that window blew about the wind once Yuske got inside and shook his black hair about to get the water out of it that managed to seep in. Realizing it's been awhile since he last ventured into Kurama's home, Yuske groped the walls for the light switch so it would help him on his journey in the fairly large house. His fingers coming upon one, Yuske flipped it eagerly only to find the electricity was out. “Dammit,” He swore aloud looking through the nightstand drawer that was there in the dark hallway. Finding the second best thing, Yuske pulled out the flashlight, turning it on and off real quick just to see if it had working batteries within it. Thanking God that there were, Yuske kept the flashlight angled right next to his right cheek, walking down the hallway to find if there was anything that seemed amiss.

 

Kurama lived in a large house that seemed awkward for only one person. It was almost like a mansion in the view of others but not much was to be expected for the well paying job the fox demon had acquired as a scientist. Yuske had helped him move in but that was 5 years ago. The two had grown apart over the times it was silent on earth so Yuske wondered what Kurama was up to. With the lights out and the only thing working for him be the flashlight he was holding, Yuske got a bit rattled at the strong winds that picked up, forcing the shadows of the trees outside to start dancing across the walls in the house. It was beginning to make him feel like he was in a haunted mansion.

 

Walking to the kitchen, Yuske searched around on the fridge door only to find it clean of anything that seemed out of the ordinary. Standing near the appliance, he continued to dart the flashlight slowly across the kitchen looking for anything out of the blue. Apparently there was nothing there but a tidy eating area. Finding the stairs soon enough, Yuske traveled up them slowly listening to the creaking underneath his footsteps before he got to the second floor. One of these rooms has to be Kurama's…now which one is it…? There were at least 4 doors on the floor before turning that hallway into another hallway by darting to the left. Yuske stood near the stairs still debating on which to look into first. Since going one by one seemed reasonable enough, Yuske tried the first door on the right only to find it locked. “Who the hell would lock their own doors in their house?” Yuske asked aloud, shaking his head. “Only Kurama, I suppose.”

 

Turning his flashlight to the next door on the left, Yuske turned the handle to find it open slowly. Relieved that one was unlocked, he pushed the door further open to take a better look inside. It looked like a miniature library. Getting a better look at the room, he could see piles of books stacked neatly side by side on the far back of the room while a desk rested a little bit to the left of the room with a chair sitting to the right. A lamp with a very beautiful cover design sat near the blue covered reading chair while another smaller version overlooked the desk area. There has to be something there. Yuske assumed walking over towards the desk looking about the area with his flashlight finding a few books along with scattered pieces of paper. From what he could make out of the dust covered papers, they were formulas of some kind possibly from his job or just for kicks. “Damn,” He swore aloud continuing to flip through the papers, “There must be several formula types here. What was he doing before he disappeared?”

 

Getting to the last one, Yuske spotted an envelope pop out from the bottom stack. Catching it before it fluttered to the floor, his brown orbs of curiosity darted about the envelope only to find Kurama's address smacked upon it. “Wonder what this is,” Yuske asked himself before opening it up and pulling out the folded up paper inside. Eyes zipping across the fine print, he began to read aloud to himself once he sat down at the chair that was situated behind the desk. “Dear Mr. Minamino, we believe it is in your best interest to come and see our latest project. We are aware that someone such as you may be interested in our research. Please do not be afraid to bring your friends like we discussed. Sincerely, Saddler.” Looking at the front and then the back, he found nothing else, leaving him a bit confused. “Saddler? I cannot say I have ever heard Kurama say anything about him before.”

 

Before he could dwell further on the letter, Yuske heard the communicator that Botan gave him begin to ring. Reaching into his pocket to fish it out, he flipped the top to look into the screen to see the messenger girl there. “Yuske, have you found anything? It's been over an hour now.”

 

“Well, that all depends,” Yuske replied crossing his feet upon the desk he was sitting behind, “Do you know who Saddler is?”

 

“Saddler?” Botan questioned aloud, thinking to herself for a moment before responding, “The name sounds pretty unique but I have to say no. Why?”

 

“All I found in here was a letter from this Saddler person and there is no return address on this letter but it seems rather professional.”

 

“Saddler could be anyone, Yuske,” Botan remarked, chuckling rather nervously. “I am afraid you are going to have to look some more. There are more than enough rooms in there to find what my tie in that letter. Please keep looking, Yuske.”

 

The small screen on the communicator soon went black once Botan hung up, forcing Yuske to pocket the letter for the time being. “More rooms, eh? Maybe I will be able to find the key to unlock that one door. I wonder what he is hiding in there.” Knowing he wasn't finished in that room just yet, he pulled the drawer open to take a look around in there. Continuing to dig about the papers and folders, Yuske eventually came upon something that could prove useful that had gold letters printed over a red velvety cover titled: Diary. “Well, well…what have we here?”

 

Flipping to the last few pages figuring that may give him something in the case, he found an interesting page along the way that was marked with a slip of paper. Pulling out the folded slip of paper, he began to read the messy, rushed writing. “They are coming for me. The only way to escape them is to make my own house a place filled with death and surprises.” Stopping for a moment, Yuske listened to the thunder roll and the see the lightening light up the room making him a bit paranoid now yet a little skeptical. “He's scared…what creature could possibly scare Kurama?” Eyes darting about the dark room, he eventually focused back on the Diary in his hands. “If I have to keep building onto this house to escape from becoming one of them with my mother, then by God, I will do it. I will hide us somewhere within this mansion and leave the creations I have mastered together to do the work for me in hopes that we will be safe.” A bit startled by what he had just read, Yuske closed the Diary thinking back on the last time he saw Kurama recalled how fatigued he looked. “He made this house into one big death trap? He must have been very rattled and worried. No wonder he was such a workaholic for so long.” Feeling the Diary was just as important as the letter, Yuske stashed that one away as well before daring to walk back out into the hallway. “If this place is dangerous, I better watch myself.”

 

Seeing the other two doors, Yuske headed to the other door on the right a little further down from the locked door he encountered. Finding that one unlocked as well, Yuske traveled inside to find it to be a bedroom. Flashing the light about the area, he began to make the assumption that it was Kurama's bedroom due to the flowers and more papers scattered about. Going over to the shelf holding a few of the plants the demon had potted, he noticed that most of them were carnivorous types but paid them no heed as he headed to the bed to look about the mattress. Throwing the covers back that were not made, he found nothing as well as when he searched the pillow. Guess there's nothing in here, Yuske thought to himself as he stood upright after looking under the mattress for anything Kurama may have hidden there.

 

Once to his feet, he looked over at the wall to notice a picture frame tilting a good bit right above the plants making Yuske wonder why that happened since all the others were straight and aligned perfectly to a T. Leaving the flashlight trapped on his next target to investigate, Yuske began to step closer to the picture to take a gander at it but stopped once the carnivorous plants shot up in growth and began to threaten Yuske. “Shit!” Yuske swore aloud jumping back once one of the plants roots shot out to slash at him. Seeing that the plants had picked him up now and were wanting him either dead or out, the Spirit Detective had no choice but to aim his Spirit Gun at them trying to get rid of the obstacles in his way. Powering up his special attack in his index finger, he aimed his attack at the saliva dripping mouths of the hungry plants that had the outlook of Venus Fly Traps before releasing the power he had managed to accumulate to send all four of them screeching in agony before tearing apart upon the next lighting flash.

 

Once all four plants that stood on the shelf seemed to be in pieces on the floor, Yuske started towards the area yet again wanting to see what was behind that frame feeling that there had to be something if Kurama didn't take the time to fit it back into place. “Wonder what is behind picture frame number one.” Reaching for the picture frame again, Yuske got another nasty surprise as the said `deceased' plants grabbed onto Yuske's right leg tightly. “What the hell?? I thought I killed you things!” Obviously the plants were not done yet and refused to surrender by using their scattered limbs to attack or tie down the detective one way or another.

 

Pulling back from the picture frame, Yuske powered back up so that his energy would shred the plants to pieces yet again. His blue aura lit up the room, forcing the vegetation to back down momentarily again, but only for a moment. Seeing that things weren't going his way and the plants were going to continue to attack regardless, Yuske quickly retreated from the room, slamming the door behind him. “Jesus!” Taking in a deep breath of frustration before letting it out, he snarled at the door before putting his hands on his hips. “Fine, you damn house salad! Be that way! I will come back later and take care of you!”

 

Trying to let that just slide off his shoulder, Yuske looked at the other door that was in the hallway to the right, working away at the doorknob to find it as well open. Looking about this room he noticed it looked like Kurama's own study hall. There were several desks put side by side as a wooden railing lined about the neat desks in a square. There were more papers upon the desks but each was stacked neatly though covered a bit in dust thanks to being neglected for almost a year. Looking at each stack of papers that was there, he noticed that the handwriting on all of them was different. “Obviously Kurama brought his friends over for a nerd sessions, I guess.” Walking forward he saw some scribbled chalk writing on the blackboard that was centered up front for all those to see. Seeing something out of the corner of his eye made Yuske jump into a fighting stance since it took the form of a human with a weapon, but he relaxed and about hit himself in the head when he realized it was just armor. One stood to the left of the board with an axe before the medieval armor as the other stood with a malice to the right, looking at ease. “Yuske, you big idiot…Kurama has got you rattled. Just shake it off,” He whispered to himself. Pointing the flashlight back up at the blackboard, he noticed that it was more of a warning than anything else. “To whoever wants the key must battle us three.” Pausing for a moment, Yuske began to wonder what that meant. “Key? Key to what? And battle who? Jeez, Kurama didn't make this easy, did he? It's like a damn murder mystery I am stuck in!”

 

Keeping his back to the board he read the warning on, Yuske started to aim his flashlight about the room to find what Kurama meant by that warning he left. There appeared to be nothing special except for more intricate hanging artwork that decorated the walls a good bit and another door that was near the far right corner of the room with another suit of armor. Regardless, Yuske continued to look until something caught his eye. A red button was embedded on the back wall behind the neatly placed desks, almost being hidden by a lamp that stood upon a wooden stand. Hurrying over towards it, Yuske pushed it without thinking hoping that would lead him closer to solving that weirdo rhyme upon the board.

 

With the button pressed, the board with the warning began to rise to reveal a key situated perfectly within the wall. “A key to a door! Maybe it opens that door in the hallway!” Hurrying towards it, Yuske was stopped abruptly by the two medieval armors as they came to life suddenly to throw down their weapons in attempt to stop him from coming any closer to the silver key. Back flipping out of the way, Yuske growled with irritation before powering back up his index finger again to see if the Spirit Gun could take down armor. “Obviously you are my obstacle for getting that key. Sorry, Kurama, but your weapons are going down.” Seeing the silver axe coming straight for his head, Yuske ducked getting just a small trim before having to fall upon his back seeing the malice was going to knock his face off if he didn't do something. “Damn, for soulless, ancient metal, you guys are pretty good! Let's see if your armor can handle this. Spirit Gun!!”

 

Once again, the blue aura of Yuske filled up the room as the energy blast took out the two protective watchers of the key. Hearing the metal clang upon the floor in several pieces Yuske kept his ground wondering, if like the plants before them, if they would get back to their feet yet again. “Guess they're down,” Yuske assumed once they refused to move after 5 minutes of silence. Stepping over the destroyed body armor, Yuske reached out and took the silver key that was now his own. “Gotcha,” He grinned, turning back around only to find himself ducking out of the way from a silver blade that came at his head. Rolling over to the right side, Yuske saw the armor that was in far corner he forgot about had come to life as well. “Well, I never was good at math,” He mumbled recalling that the board said `three' and not `two'. Figuring it would be best to just shoot the thing down like he did the others, Yuske powered back up quickly before releasing his Spirit Gun technique upon the third battle armor. The blast caused the papers to scatter about and the dust as well, forcing Yuske to shield himself from dust bunnies and paper cuts that may attack him. Knowing it was the least of his worries at the time, he still kept his sight locked on the target he shot at hoping it would go down just as easily as the others. The dust storm he had created was blocking his view and the light of his blast was just coming down making it impossible for Yuske to be sure he was through with that creation of Kurama's.

 

Without having to wait for either or to clear, the armor had come back into action, running quickly at Yuske with his sword readied to the right of its body, getting ready for another shot at the intruder. “What??!!” Yuske shouted aloud having to do quite the aerobics number just to avoid the sword attacks unleashed by the armor. Dodging to the left and right, depending on where the sword swung, Yuske tried to rack his brain for an idea of some kind to help him out of the situation he had found himself in. There is got to be some thing that I can do to stop this thing! Finding himself cornered soon enough in the back, Yuske ran towards the armor after dropping both his flashlight and the key not able to think clearly at the moment due to his adrenalin rush. Jumping over the sword attack that came from his left, the desperate detective grabbed a hold of the head of the armor to remove it from the armored body hoping that would work. Luckily for him, the armor fell apart soon after once the head had been removed.

 

Walking over to the armor that was now upon the floor, Yuske hit it with the side of his foot just to make sure it wouldn't move again. “Don't want another object coming to life and trying to tear apart my ass. I better get out of here.” Taking in a deep breath, Yuske shook off his sudden rush before passing a glance at the key he now acquired before picking it and the flashlight up off the floor. “This damn thing better be worth it. All this fuss over one key,” He grumbled before rushing to the door to go back out into the hallway.

 

Seeing the first door on the right, Yuske hurried towards it to try the silver key in there. Much to his dismay, it didn't work. “Oh, shit!” He swore aloud, banging his forehead upon the door, closing his eyes for a moment or two. Sighing heavily, he reopened his brown orbs, passing a glace upon the key one more time before putting it away safely in the things he had pocketed in his coal black trench coat. “This house,” He whispered to himself listening to the raging storm outside, “it is like a damn death trap indeed. But who would be able to get through all of Kurama's defenses that he set up and still be in one piece to snag him?” Not able to think of an answer at the moment, Yuske placed his back to the door before sliding down it to sit and think for the time being.