Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rock My World ❯ Unbound ( Chapter 14 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Dc-chan: I had a terrific three day break. I bought tons of manga (eight volumes!) and I have a new favorite food called Pucca, which tastes a lot like Pocky. ^___^ Then I bought the L’Arc CD with Ready Steady Go on it. You know, the Full Metal Alchemist opening song thing that I have to jump up and down overtime I hear it because I love it with all my black little heart!

MCT: You’re happy exams are over, aren’t you?

Dc-chan: Couldn’t be happier my muse.

MCT: You’re happiness makes me barf.

Dc-chan: As long as you don’t barf on me, I’m still happy!

MCT: *barfs on Dc-chan*

Dc-chan: <-< I hate you.

MCT: ^-^ Your unhappiness makes me happy.

Dc-chan: T-T *mutters* Baka neko…

MCT: ^______^

Disclaimed, I only own my OCs and lots of Pucca at the moment.

WARNING!!! Lots of OOCness and Kira’s emotions get the best of her.

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Chapter 14 of Rock My World

Unbound

Kira walked beside Kurama hurriedly, “What should I do?”

Kurama arched an eyebrow as he stared at her from the corners of his eyes and shrugged calmly, “I’m just her to make sure you don’t kill anyone, remember?” But then again, how likely was a teenager stuck in a child’s body going to strangle someone. Since Kira was in a small girl’s body, she was basically limited to the physical strength of the child. She was probably as harmful as a cotton ball. What was she going to do anyway? Bite somebody’s shin? Trip them? He chuckled at the thought, it would be a funny sight.

“What are you laughing about?” Kira demanded clenching her tiny hands into fists. “This is a serious situation! And where did Yusuke and Kuwabara go?” She looked over her shoulder where the two other teens were supposed to be then returned to glaring at Kurama.

“I think they gave us the slip at the arcade a few blocks back,” the kitsune informed her as she fumed loudly.

A vein throbbed in her forehead as she folded her arms across her chest in an irritable manner, “I can’t believe them. I need all the help I can get because, believe me, when I say that doing good deeds isn’t a natural instinct of mine.”

He sighed heavily at that, “I can believe that K-chan-”

“I told you not to call me that!” She interrupted, yelling at him. “Just because I’m in this kid’s body doesn’t mean I actually am seven! So don’t call me that!” She instantly regretted shouting at him, it didn’t bother her that people in the streets were now staring confused at the two, it bothered her that he was willing to help her and this was how she was going to repay him. “Gomen,” she said quickly looking away from him, “I didn’t mean that…”

“It’s alright,” Kurama replied trying to brush it off, “you’re just frustrated. Things haven’t been easy for you lately, have they?” Ever since this whole things started when she was introduced to the demon world, he knew she was having internal conflicts.

She wanted to keep her mother safe and that Kokuei guy…Genkai had told him about what Kira had said pertaining to the nightmare where she had obtained those scars. Everything had been hard for her even though she didn’t show it.

She was always wearing a front to hide what she really felt. Her thoughts then wondered what she felt for him if anything. Kira was a lively person, but it was the distance she kept between herself and everyone else that made her so interesting to him.

“All of sudden you’re so understanding to my dilemma,” Kira muttered closing her eyes then reopening them slowly, “I hate it when you act like this.”

“Doushite?” He asked surprised, didn’t he always act like this? Maybe she did hate him.

“It’s just weird, okay? It feels like I’m talking to an adult not a teenager.” Kira explained as precious time ticked by. She only had five hours and twenty minutes left, which she thought was more then enough.

“And that’s a bad thing because?” In case it had slipped her mind, did he need to remind her that he was a youkai and had lived for centuries?

“It’s not a bad thing,” she empathized loudly, trying to be gentle. She didn‘t need to hurt him more then she already had so she decided to say it as if it was no big deal. “It’s just weird, alright? I mean technically you are ancient, but still…it’s just weird.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, “I’ll try to be more normal then.”

“Iie,” she said hastily, “that’s not what I meant Kurama. I don’t want you to be normal, you’re the fine the way you are.” What nonsense was she talking now? She felt as if she was droning on and on without making any sense. She repeated it, “You’re fine the way you are, really…you are. It’s just me.”

Now this was a change for Kira, he tilted his head to the side and frowned. Since when did she ever apologize for herself? “I liked the old Kira,” he said before walking ahead of her.

She paused mid stride at the comment. “What do you mean by that?” She growled feeling her blood boiling and her cheeks getting flustered. What was he getting at now?

“The Kira that never apologized and was loud. The one who shoved Hiei into an elf costume and loved causing havoc. You’ve only been gone for a day and you’ve completely changed. The one who never pointed out her own faults or blamed something on herself. Where has she gone?” He questioned knowing he was pushing her buttons and expecting a furious reaction, but what he got surprised him though it was an angry response.

“If you’re going to be like that Minamino then leave me alone and never come near me again, I don’t need somebody telling me what I should be like just because you expect me act that way! Aren’t I aloud to finally be considerate for once?” She went right up to him and glowered at him coldly with her hands on her hips.

“I would take you more seriously if you were in your regular body, Kira,” he told her icily.

“There you go again, acting all superior and shit just because you’re some baka kitsune!- a dumb youkai!” She exclaimed rather loudly through her gritted teeth. “Go home to your kaasan if you have a problem with me Minamino!”

He was about to speak, but he couldn’t help laughing at her instead. Not in a loud obnoxious way or scolding way, but more in a mocking way as if she had just done something incredibly stupid.

“What’s wrong with you now, Minamino?” She hated being laughed at, especially when she didn’t understand why. Kira wanted to punch him in the face, but she couldn’t reach that high unless she had a footstool or a crate to stand on, which made her feel more then pathetic.

He stopped suddenly, but a hint of the laughter was still on his face though he tried to regain a serious posture with her, “I can’t help it if you feel that way.”

“Baka yarou!” She yelled at him. “I’m being serious, I hate you!” Kira clapped her hands over her mouth, Shit. I didn’t mean to say that. Now she had crossed the line. Sure she liked to annoy him but, it wasn’t out of hatred. It never had been.

Kurama’s quivering emerald eyes were locked onto hers for a few minutes as neither said anything. There was no emotions that could be read on his face as the words echoed painfully in his mind without end. They were both still as statues on the sidewalk, like they had been frozen in place by some mysterious force.

Then, he took a step back from her, not once taking his eye off of her. His face then became somber before he turned around and walked away from him without a word.

She stood there, simply stunned as she helplessly watched him retreat from her. ‘Now I’ve just made a bigger mess of things…wonderful. Just wonderful.’

“Smooth move Kamiyama,” Yusuke chimed behind her.

“Nani?” Kira’s jaw dropped when she saw him emerge from an ice cream store with Kuwabara at his heels. “Were you spying on me? I thought Kurama said you two were at an arcade!”

“That was cold,” Yusuke said glancing in the direction Kurama had walked in. “Poor guy. Probably heartbroken…”

Kira’s eye twitched as she grabbed Yusuke by his shirt collar and pulled him down forcefully to her eye level, “What do you mean by he’s ’heartbroken’ Urameshi?”

Yusuke sweatdropped and narrowed his eyes, “You honestly don’t know.” He maneuvered himself out of her grasp and straightened himself up, “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Isn’t what obvious?” Kira demanded. She was beyond pissed off at the moment. Had she really changed in such a short amount of time? Or was Kurama just being…well, Kurama?

Kuwabara patted her on the shoulder sympathetically with a grin plastered onto his face, “I can’t believe you didn’t notice.” He held back a loud laugh as Kira got even more confused then she had ever been in her entire life. (A/N: Death in this case actually)

“Nani?” She waved her arms around and cried, “Somebody make some sense, onegai!”

Yusuke sighed, “Let me say this slowly for you Kira…Kurama…likes…you…a…lot…”

It took a few seconds for this to soak into her. Her first thought was if that was even possible. They were talking about Kurama here. He wasn’t the type to be a love sick puppy. Then again, why else would he put up with her? Unless he thought they were really good friends, but…maybe Yusuke had a point. Though her reaction was to deny it, “Yusuke, c’mon! The guy thinks I’m a lunatic sometimes and I agitate him whenever the opportunity presents itself! I think you’ve got facts and fiction mixed up. This is the real world not La La Land.”

“Oh really,” he sounded more amused if anything, “then why would he always go out of his way for you? The ice skating, the clubbing, everything. He isn’t the type to put up with that kind of stuff, to him it’s just distraction from studying. I guess he‘s got a thing for bad ass chicks.”

“Fine,” she replied crossly, disliking being refered as a ‘bad ass chick‘. That sounded way too preppy. She thought of herself more as liberal person. Kira narrowed her eyes, “Assuming that he does like me, then why didn’t he tell me instead of you?”

“Because you’re you,” Yusuke reprimanded her, “look how you’re reacting and this is me telling you this! I can only imagine how you’d handle if Kurama came out and told you. You don’t take emotional things well.”

The teenage in the little girl’s body looked down at the ground suddenly taken by sorrow. How did everyone know her so well? It was like being ganged up on, but it was all true. “So, what I’m I supposed to do?”

“Well,” Yusuke kneeled down next to her, having his first sentimental and caring moment in a LONG time, “Kuwabara and I will track him down for you, but you gotta work on getting yourself back in the flesh.”

She nodded and wiped the tears off of her eyelashes, “Alright. What time is it now?”

Yusuke looked at his watch, “11:30 a.m. We’ll met back here in four hours.”

Kira agreed halfheartedly, “Hai, sounds like a plan.”

~*~

Kira wandered back to the park asking random people if they needed help with anything. Some would ignore her and when they would respond they would ask if she could fix financial or love problems. Who was she kidding anyway? Nobody would take a seven year-old seriously, especially one that looked as small as her. But there had to be somebody who she would be able to assist. She just had to search harder.

The clock in the park chimed every fifteen minutes and she heard it ring twice. A sign that thirty minutes had passed without her accomplishing anything. Only a little less then five hours left. To some that would seem enough time, but she was in a hurry.

She could hear the seconds ticking by in her mind constantly and it was giving her a huge headache.

Starting to get disheartened about the whole ordeal she flopped down on a wooden bench underneath an ancient tree with most of its leaves gone and an abundance of bare branches with a thin layer of snow covering them.

Kira half closed her eyes as she willed herself to stand up and stretched her arms over her head in a lazy fashion.

“Stop thief!”

Kira glanced up only to find herself being run over by a full grown man making away with a woman’s purse. She peeled herself off the ground as the woman behind her was yelling at the top of her lungs. Kira couldn’t care less. Her thoughts were focused on one thing. Revenge!!!

She went after him and without thinking twice she tackled him to the ground and pinned him beneath her and reared back her fist to punch him in the face. Her fist froze just barely an inch away from his face as she realized people were staring at her. It wasn’t everyday they saw a little child tackle a full grown man.

The man was whimpering beneath her and she stood up with a foot on his chest, wondering what the hell to do now.

The police came over and took him away as Kira stood there, feeling immensely out of place while hoping they wouldn’t question her about how she was able to take down a full grown male that was probably three times taller then herself and weigh a couple hundred pounds more.

“Doumou arigato gozaimau.” The woman said walking up and retrieving her purse cheerfully. She bowed to Kira with stars in her eyes then embraced Kira in a suffocating hug, “I’m so grateful, child! You saved me a lot of trouble! Is there anything I can possibly do fore you in return?”

“You…could let…go…” Kira choked out amidst all the hubbub that was happening.

“Fair enough,” The woman released Kira and said her thanks again before leaving the dumbfounded girl to stand there with a quizzical face.

“That’s one down, Kamiyama Kira.”

Kira turned around to see whomever said her name and she gawked when she saw Hana there wearing a purple snow jacket with blue jeans and brown boots. He pink hair was tied back into a bun and her eyes glistened in the sunlight that peaked out through the clouds.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Kira questioned, “I thought you were a ferry girl thing…where’s your oar?”

“Just checking on you,” Hana said mildly. “I’ve decided to take on a human form to monitor you. I can’t have you getting away with these tasks with blunders like that, though they still count whether you mean to do it or not.”

Kira blinked, “That was one…”

“Hai,” Hana responded, “You’ve got two more.”

“Sugoi!” Kira cheered for herself rather loudly which accumulated more odd stares directed at her. “I’m almost halfway there!”

“So it seems…”

“What’s wrong with you? Genki odesu!”

“Shouldn’t you be worrying about your ordeal?”

Kira gasped, “Oh yeah!” Now to find another good deed to perform, hopefully it wouldn’t be like the last. She drummed her index and middle finger on her lip in deep thought, “Just two more.” She repeated that in her head again, Just two more then you’ll be back inside your own body.

“You could always do some charity work,” Hana suggested after a long silence. She heard the clock chime, only four hours and thirty minutes left now.

“Too boring and easy,” Kira said in a cocky tone, trying her best to brush off the incident with Kurama for the time being.

“I doubt you’ll get that lucky again Kira. Besides, that was an accident, though he is a known pocket pick,” Hana then took a book out of her jacket pocket. It was small and black and Kira watched as Hana flipped through the pages. “Ah, his name is Yoshiko Kei. Age thirty five.” She put the book back, “Things weren’t looking up for him anyway.”

“I wouldn’t happen to be in that book, would I?”

Hana took it out again and floundered more pages and stopped, “Kamiyama, Kira. Age fourteen. Personality’s reckless, detached, music lover…“ she paused briefly then added, “and so on.”

Kira pouted, “What else does it say? You can tell me.”

Hana gulped and she continued reading, “Irrational, inflexible, bad tempered, humorous and sensitive.”

Kira laughed out loud when Hana stopped reading from the black book, “Hai, that’s me in a nutshell. You else do you have in there?” She reached for the book, but Hana held it out of her reach.

“Gomen, I can’t let you read it,” Hana scolded in a motherly manner.

Kira folded her arms across her chest, “Fine baka.” She glared at Hana from the corner of her eyes and stuck her tongue out at her. “I don’t a dumb little book telling me some guy’s a scumbag like you do Hana.”

The ferry girl made clicking sound with her tongue as if ignoring Kira’s rude comments, “Don’t you have things to do?”

“Hai.” Although Kira couldn’t get Kurama out of her mind now. It was bugging and pulling at her. Everything inside of her told her to find him herself and apologize, but she knew her own pride, though what somewhat diminished now, wouldn’t stand for it at all.

~*~

“Well,” Kira said shakily and greatly disliking how it had turned out, “that was fun. I nearly drowned myself saving that kid.” Plunging into icy cold water to save some other kid’s life was probably the dumbest thing she could have done. Sure it was a good deed, but now she only had little less then an hour left. “Stupid kid…” she muttered shivering as she walked out of the park in a hurry with Hana at her heels.

“I can’t believe you hauled him out of there, quite impressive considering your condition,” Hana noted calmly.

“Yeah, and now I’m wet and freezing my ass off!” Kira practically shouted at the ferry girl. “How moronic can children be? Ice skating on thin ice and there was even a warning sign too!”

“On the bright side,” Hana said quietly, “only one good deed left and you’re in your own body once more though you’re kind of running short on time now. Where’s that Kurama guy? I thought he was helping you as well.”

“We got into an argument,” Kira replied sharply picking up her walking pace.

“Well, if you don’t get your second chance at life you should make amends, don’t you think?” Hana recommended, but the way she presented it was obviously saying that it was clearly the right thing to do if Kira never saw him again.

Kira stopped and shook her head violently, “Chikusho! I hate it when people are right!” She then took off running through the streets, she needed to get to his place and fast. She hated her conscience right now. Though she was prideful, she couldn’t stand having him of all people not forgiving her for something so stupid.

“Matte!” Hana called after her, “Where are you going?”

Navigating through the busy streets in Japan had never been her thing either. Sometimes she could have sworn that Japan rearranged itself all the time just to tick her off when she actually needed to get somewhere.

This was extreme urgency now.

And it didn’t help that she tripped over two trashcans and ran into a telephone pole on her way there either. Each time she fell she disregarded her stinging palms and scrapped knees. It seemed to take forever, but she managed to find herself in front of the Minamino residence with only ten minutes left. Granted, she was completely out of breath and it took her aching legs all the strength they had left to walk up and knock on the door. Now all she could do was wait.

The door opened and she saw Kurama. At first he was surprised to see her, but he then leaned against the doorway, “Ohayo.” She was a sight, her knees bloody as well as her hands and she was panting intensely.

Kira nodded, almost too tired to speak, but she found her voice eventually, “I need to talk with you Kurama.” She had no idea how much time she had left, but she needed to make the best of whatever was left. She took a deep breath then rushed into an apology as tears blurred her vision, “Moushiwake arimasen. I know I said I hated you, but I honestly didn’t mean it at all. I really don’t hate you or anything, I just like to annoy you, I never hated you. I know we don’t get along sometimes…okay we don’t get along a lot of the time and you think I’m irritating, but you wouldn’t put up with it unless we were friends. And friends forgive each other for being stupid idiots and I’m sorry for telling to go away. I didn’t mean it like that Kurama. I didn’t. I really didn’t. And I wouldn’t be able to rest in peace unless I knew you’d forgiven me or else it would torment me forever. So I need to know if you’ll forgive me. At first I thought I didn’t care what you thought about me, but I do. I do care about what you think of me.” She felt so childish when she finished. Here she was crying on his porch and trapped in the body of a seven year-old begging for his forgiveness. How did her life get so twisted? She buried her face in her hands and cried, but she felt two hands grab hold onto hers and pull them away from her face. “Kurama…” he was down on his knees in front of her staring her straight into her eyes. Kira trembled, afraid of what he was going to say. His next words would seal her fate.

“K-chan,” for once she didn’t mind him calling her that, it was comforting and not in a teasing voice like he usually said it, “I know that and I couldn’t be mad at you even if I wanted to.” He hugged her and she embraced him by putting her arms around his shoulders and crying into his chest. “Everything will be alright…” he said into her ear, “don’t worry. Onegai, you don’t need to cry. You don’t have to cry Kira.”

She sniffed and withdrew a little from him. He wiped away a tear on her flustered face and her eyelashes were laced with new tears, “Sumimasen. I don’t mean to put you through this.”

“It’s alright,” he reassured her, trying to get her to clam down. “Save your tears for some other time.”

Kira rolled her teeth over her bottom lip and snuffled noisily, “I…” she slipped into unconsciousness before she could finish what she was going to say.

~*~

Her eyes fluttered open slowly and she sat up. Her limbs were aching like hell and her head was throbbing strongly. She put her hand on her forehead and wiped the beads of sweat away and threw the covers on her body off of herself. “What the-?” What happened? She stood up to see that she was in Kurama’s room and laying in his bed. Kira eyes scanned his room, where was Kurama if this was his room? Wait…she was supposed to be possessing a young girl’s body, but if she was inside her own body again that meant…

“Kira!” Kurama came bursting into the room and smiled when he saw her sitting up in bed. “How do you feel?”

“Ano…” she rubbed the back of her neck feeling bedazzled, “good, I guess. I’ve felt better.” she cracked her neck then her back. Then jumped out of the bed and bent over to touch her toes. She wanted to make sure her body was functioning right. She then straightened herself up and grinned back at him, “Ah, it feels good to be alive.” She flexed her muscles and rolled her neck around in circles. Every part of her felt so sore.

Kurama sat down on the bed as she continued to stretch her muscles, “What happened to Ame?” She asked once she deemed her body fine.

“You’re spirit left her and she was quite confused as you can imagine. On top of that, her kaasan was searching frantically to find her. I took Ame to the police station and we found her kaasan there basically yelling at the policemen there,” he yawned and he laid down on the bed on his back with his arms sprawled out. “All that begins well ends well too I suppose.”

Kira lay back down on the bed as well on one of his arms, “I feel so energetic now. Like I could run around the world and no one could stop me.”

He chuckled lightly at her and turned his head to face her, “Well, is there anything you want to do while you’re in this hype?” He had expected her to be more jumpy, but he had learned to be surprised by her. “It’s only nine at night.”

She closed her eyes for a minute and thought. What would you do if you had been dead for a day and a half? “Hmm…” she reopened her eyes and smirked devilishly at him then sat up, “Well, If you insist…”

He blinked as she led him out of the room with the gears of scheming-not planning-turning furiously in her head.

~*~

The music echoed off the walls as blue, green, red and yellow lights shone down on the dancing mob below. They danced in rhythm to the fast and upbeat music as they let the music take control of themselves.

“C’mon Kurama,” Kira urged as she dragged the very reluctant kitsune onto the Tenshi Club’s dance floor. She winked innocently at him, “It’ll be fun, I promise.”

Kurama sweatdropped at this, “You‘ve got to be kidding me Kira?”

“Doushite?” She smiled sweetly at him and draped her arms over his shoulders as she swayed her hips to the music, “Because I love torturing you.”

He put his hands on her waist, he couldn’t believe her. It made him rethink what he saw in her anyway. She was spontaneous and fun loving, that’s why he liked her, but then again, she wouldn’t be Kira if she didn’t have surprises in store for people around every corner. “Kira, you’re definitely something.”

“I was waiting for you to figure that out,” she giggled. It really was good to be alive. To feel the beat of the music rush through her body, to be so happy, to make amends with friends, to have a chance to have fun again. There was so much to be grateful for. She didn’t even want to think about the task already set before her that she was supposed to complete in less then a month’s time.

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Dc-chan: Any who, we are learning about Shakespeare and such and our acting teacher wants us to learn how actors in his time prepped for plays. Therefore, we are excepted to put on the play Romeo and Juliet in three weeks time (which is insane) because back then they were expected to put on performances in short amounts of time and she gave us parts accordingly. I received the part of…Romeo though I went for Lady Montague. *shrugs* So I need to devote LOTS of time to line studying, rehearsals and readings.. LOVE AND PEACE!!!

MCT: O_o Romeo? But you’re a girl!

Dc-chan: Tell my acting teacher that, there’s no way in hell I’m kissing Kathy (who’s Juliet) I HATE HER!!! I HOPE SHE CHOKES ON VALENTINE’S DAY CHOCOLATE BEFORE THE PLAY!!! (Kathy and the acting teacher both deserve it, believe me…) And I got my finger out of its cast so that’s the only plus.

MCT: How’d you fracture you’re finger.

Dc-chan: Ehehe…one of my friends accidentally kicked my hand…hurt like a bitch, let me tell you.

Yusuke: You probably deserved it.

Dc-chan: -__-# At least my brain isn’t fractured.

Yusuke: I hate you.

Dc-chan: Neh.

Hiei: What kind of word is ‘neh’ anyway?

Dc-chan: That’s like me asking you what kind of word is ‘hn’. Just like you use ‘hn’ to express yourself, I use ‘neh’. Although I’m pretty sure in the context we both use our words in they have the same meaning.

Hiei: Hn.

Yusuke: And the victor of the battle of the wits is Dc-chan.

Dc-chan: Onegai, hold your applause. I’m not worthy.

Kuwabara: Who’d want to applaud you? I’m the brilliant one.

Hiei: You shouldn’t kid yourself KuwaBAKA.

Dc-chan: *smites Hiei* This is a no Kuwa bashing zone buster!

Kuwabara: You do love me.

Dc-chan: >.> You shouldn’t kid yourself Kuwabara.

Kuwabara: ;__; I still have Yukina though…

TRANSLATIONS-

Ima nanji desu ka?- What time is it?

Genki odesu!- cheer up!

Matte- wait

Moushiwake arimasen. - I’m very (or so) sorry.

Sumimasen- I’m sorry.

LOVE AND PEACE!!!!!! (I just like saying that, okay…it‘s my phrase now though knowing myself it will probably change in a few days to something more stupid and brainless…)

p.s. If you can guess what Kira’s third good deed was then I’ll give you some Pucca.