Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rock My World ❯ The Obsidian Stone ( Chapter 15 )

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ColorPos-1ColorSet-1StylePos-1StyleSet-1Dc-chan: *sigh* Line studying is a bitch…

MCT: As long as you’re suffering…I’m happy. ^__^

Dc-chan: -__- I need a new muse.

Disclaimed, all I own is Kira (plus a handful of OCs) and a little scrap of sanity, which is slowly slipping out of my grasp as we speak…@-@ bleh…

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Chapter 15 of Rock My World

The Obsidian Stone

Kira skipped happily through the snow on her way to Kurama’s house. The winter cold stung her cheeks; turning them a bright red and whenever she exhaled a puff of cloud would escape between her lips. Her purple and blue stripped scarf was secure around her neck and her hair was damp from the lightly falling snowflakes that had begun descending towards the earth. She breathed on her frostbitten hands on occasion, it had been stupid to leave the house without gloves and even stupider to wear a skirt in the middle of winter. She hummed along to the melody of the music she was listening to on her headphones, with her CD player safely tucked into her jacket pocket.

When she reached Kurama’s doorstep she unplugged herself from the CD player by removing her headphones then rapped lightly on the door with her knuckles. She heard the footsteps of someone race through the house and she cringed slightly when she heard whoever it was trip over something. The door finally opened and she smiled at the face of a stranger. She had never seen this boy at his house before, but she asked politely, “Ano…is Shu-kun here? Or should I come back later?”

The boy arched an eyebrow in response and said, “I am Shuichi.”

Kira blinked and gave him a ‘you must be joking’ expression before she shook her head, “You’re not Shu-kun.” He looked to be no more then a young teenager like herself. “Demo…if you’re saying that you are Shu-kun then that means…you’re an imposter!” Kira pointed accusingly at him like he was a criminal on trial and had committed some outrageous misdeed. She then grabbed him by his shirt collar then literally drop kicked him into the front yard and he landed in a powder patch of snow Then she pounced on him and twisted his arm behind his back in a painful manner. “Tell me who you really are baka! And I might just let your sorry ass live!” She twisted his arm even more and smirked sadistically at his shriek of pain.

“K-chan…?”

Kira’s head snapped up and she saw Kurama standing in the doorway with a ‘what the hell’ look on his face. “Shu-kun!” She cried cheerfully as she stood up quickly after releasing the boy while shaking snow off of her clothes, “No need to thank me for pounding this imposter, it was simply an obligated duty of mine.”

Kurama folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorway, “Don’t you ever think before you act?” He gave her a skeptical look as she tilted her head at this. “What are you doing?”

“Ano…” Kira thought for a moment and cast her eyes down at the pulverized boy at her feet. She had beat him good, he was going to be sore for quite a while after today. She then turned her attention back to Kurama and fretted while flailing her arms in the air and sweat dropping at the same time, “I was beating him up because he claimed to be you, but there is only one of you so I logically thought he was lying so I thrashed him. I mean he can’t be you because you’re right there so that means he is fraud pretending to be you. Unless he is you and you’ve been lying to me this entire time and you’re actually some weirdo who’s scamming teenage girls, who are innocent and gullible like me.”

“You’re anything but, innocent,” Kurama sighed heavily as his emerald eyes focused sharply on Kira who was helping the other boy up and brushing the snow off of his clothes. “He’s my stepbrother, Shuichi.”

Kira’s jaw dropped, “You’re BOTH named Shuichi!” She clasped her hands together and held them in front of her and arched an eyebrow, “And you’re stepbrothers? When the hell did your kaasan remarry?”

“It happened quite a while ago, but you never noticed I suppose,” Kurama explained as he beckoned the two teenager to come inside.

Kira raced ahead of the other Shuichi and into the warm house. She removed her scarf and hung it on the coat rack and waited somewhat patiently for Kurama and his stepbrother, “Hurry up! You’re letting the cold air in,” she all but yelled at the two in a demanding tone of voice.

“Shuichi,” the younger boy whispered to his elder brother, “who is that loud girl?”

“That’s just Kamiyama Kira,” Kurama answered quietly so she wouldn’t hear him, “she’s a little brash.”

“Just a little?” The younger boy rolled his eyes, “She nearly killed me!”

Kira cleared her throat nosily to implicate she could hear them, “I have two things growing out of my head called ears, baka,” she cursed at them while shaking a fist.

“Don’t call me that!” Shuichi ordered feeling a bit undignified by her.

“You’re right,” Kira nodded curtly in response, “I can’t just keep calling you baka, can I? You need a proper name.” She rested her chin on her balled fist and looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, “A good name for you would be…”

“I already have a name.”

“I’ve got it!” She snapped her fingers and chuckled darkly while evil glinted in her deep brown eyes. “Now kneel down so I can dub you.”

“Iie!” Shuichi blushed backing away from her and bumping into Kurama.

A vein throbbed in Kira’s temple, “I said kneel down so I can dub you buster! Or I’ll guarantee you a fate worse then death!” Her eyes grew suddenly darker and she loomed over a covering Shuichi who was pulling at his elder brother for help. She looked so scary when she was mad. Kira cracked her knuckles and stepped forward.

“Alright,” Shuichi said in submission, “just get this over with.”

Kira’s expression went to angry to eerily cheerful with a smile on her face spreading from ear to ear, “Good, now with the name…” she coughed into her hand and lowered her voice a pitch, “I, Kamiyama Kira, ruler of all that is awesome and shiny dub thee Baka-chan!” She looked deliriously happy, as if calling him Baka-chan was a brilliant idea. Kira put her hands on her hips and beamed at the newly named ‘Baka-chan’ who was scowling furiously at her.

“Ba…baka-chan?” He sputtered as Kurama turned around to muffle his own chuckles at Kira’s selection for a nickname.

“Hai, got a problem with it?” Kira gritted her teeth as Shuichi stood up to find that he was a good four inches taller than she was, but size was never anything to intimidate her.

“Listen here,” he growled, pressing his pointing index finger against her nose, “there’s no way you’re going to call me Baka-chan! That’s worse than baka, numbskull!” A shade of red flushed his cheeks as he tried to control the rage boiling inside of him. Who does this girl think she is anyway? -Does she think is was Kami-sama?

“Nani?” She blinked sweetly at him, “Would you prefer a different name, Baka-chan?” Her voice was filled with childishness of a four year-old, but the falseness in it could be heard.

“Hai,” he folded his arms across his chest and pouted at her,” anything’s better then Baka-chan.” He turned away from her so she was facing his profile with his eyes glaring at her.

“Ano…let me think…” instantly a light bulb lit above her head and she clapped her hands together, “I know! Your newer name is…” she patted him on the head gingerly then announced at the top of her lungs, “Buotoko-kun!” (A/N: Buotoko= very rude way of saying ugly man…XP)

Shuichi fell over, his body twitching slightly before he jumped back onto his feet and yelled at her, “I’m not ugly you dolt! You’ve got a lot of nerve!”

Kurama put Shuichi in a full nelson to restrain him from biting Kira’s head off, “Calm down, she’s just being Kira.” He tried to elucidate; though it seemed he was failing miserably as Shuichi struggled to break free, “Just ignore her.”

Shuichi stopped his violent thrashing and breathed heavily as Kurama slowly let him go, “I’m going to my room.”

Kira watched him intently as he walked away, she then waved, “Sayonara, Buotoko-kun!”

“Don’t call me that!”

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“Have I mentioned how insufferably irritating you are?” Kurama asked Kira as the walked down a busy street in the city. The two were walking side by side in the afternoon sun, after so much snow it was the perfect day to get out and do something.

“You only remind of that every day,” Kira huffed as she caught a glance of herself in a store window. She hunched her shoulders forward; she was never satisfied with her reflection. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and closed her eyes, “But you’re stepbrother is so annoying too, he take things too seriously.” Kira diverted her eyes from her reflection to Kurama, “Serious like someone else I know.”

Kurama lowered his eyelids, “That’s just your opinion.”

Kira shrugged, “Whatever you say Kurama, whatever you say.” She stopped on the sidewalk, “So now what do we do, we can’t just walk around all day.” Kira kicked a stray pebble across the street, which hit a trashcan and made the loud ping! sound. She then wiped her nose with the back sleeve of her jacket, “I hate this cold weather.” She sneezed twice and rubbed her nose again, “Stupid weather…”

The kitsune stood next to her with a little bit of worry, “You aren’t getting sick are you?”

“I don’t think so,” the teenage girl said as he lifted up her bangs and put the palm of his hand on her forehead gently.

“You feel a bit warm, maybe you have a cold,” he removed his hand and smiled softly at her, “but I think you’re fine other than that.”

“Nanto kawaii,” she mused teasingly, tugging on Kurama’s cheeks much to his displeasure and turning them pink, “Kurama is worried about me.” She giggled lightly as he flushed at the comment. Kira let go gave him a starry-eyed look and exclaimed in a mocking bashful, “I feel so special!”

“Why do I put up with you?” He asked himself, although he didn’t mean to say it out loud.

“You put up with me because you’re life would be so boring if I weren’t a part of it,” she clarified for him. Well, it would be a little bit more boring without her in all honesty, he was still apart of the Rekai Tantei and that wasn’t exactly a normal job like most teenagers had. Then again, he wasn’t necessarily a teenager himself, he was just in a teenage body, but with the spirit of the infamous kitsune thief.

“I sure would sleep easier at night though,” he noted which earned him a slightly rough punch in the chest from Kira. “Nani? It’s the truth, but I don’t regret having you in my life.”

Kira shuddered, “Quit that romanticizing mumbo jumbo stuff, you could have just said that I’m an okay person instead of making it sound like you’d die without me or something…”

“Fine, you’re an okay person. Happy?”

“Very much, arigatou,” she agreed in a monotone, but he had a point. Being called an ‘okay’ person sounded far too plain and…dumb in a way. “So, what do we do now?”

“What do you want to do?” He asked without much interest, he seemed to be off in his own little world thinking about something.

“Ano…” she spied an arcade across the street and smirked smugly, “want to play some video games? I’m itching to beat your ass again in DDR, do you want a rematch?”

Kurama sweatdropped, “Demo, we played that at the arcade across town after we went to Tenshi two nights for four hours. Aren’t you tired of that game?”

Kira looked appalled, “How can I be tired of a game as fun as DDR?” She then laughed kittenishly into her hand, “Oh poor Kurama, he just doesn’t want to get beaten again. Last time, if I recall correctly, you won a total of…let me see…three games out of one hundred and sixteen!”

“Fine, we’ll play,” he grumbled as she grabbed him and dragged him across the street, dodging the traffic of cars and people skillfully, “but you’re paying this time!” Last time she had put a serious, serious dent in his wallet when they had played it. An entire years worth of saving blown on a few hours of DDR madness which he didn’t even win at.

The teenage girl pulled an American fifty dollar bill out of her pocket, “How many games will this cover?”

“You walk around with that much money in your pocket!”

“Hai,” Kira said blandly, “So how much is this is Japanese currency.”

“About 5,000 yen*,” Kurama answered as they entered the arcade.

They were greeted by crummy game tunes, flashing lights that would have put anyone in a fit of seizures and dorky preteen boys and a handful of girls and teenagers who were playing games with enthusiasm. There were even some adults, that Kira found insanely creepy and goose bumps covered her arms. But through all the noise and ocean of children, Kira saw an open DDR game and hauled Kurama towards it, “Let’s play! Ready to get beat, kitsune?”

Kurama didn’t say anything, if anything he just wanted to get this over fast.

With the difficulty level set on heavy for both of them, Kira browsed lazily through the music menu, listening to a sample of the music before moving on. She settled on an American song called ‘A Little Bit of Ecstasy’ and tapped her foot to the beat as they waited for the dance arrows to appear on the screen. She sent Kurama a buoyant grin and the game begun.

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Kurama watched Kira as she enjoyed beating other kids at DDR, no one could compare to how skilled she was at the game in this arcade. After another painful two hours of DDR, which he had to suffer through, he had finally conceded to letting her have the victory. Though she was very disappointed in his decision because she had come here to enjoy the day with him and now she was reduced to picking on other kids who were worse then Kurama, although a few of them had some decent moves, but she always managed to scrape away a win no matter what.

“Kurama!”

The kitsune whirled around upon hearing his name to see a bubbly Botan dashing up to him, “Botan, what are you doing here?”

She was manifested in a human form with her blue hair up in a ponytail like normal and wearing the Sarayashiki Junior High girl’s uniform, “I just came from Yusuke’s school, but anyway, I have something for Kira. Can you give it to her?”

“Can he give me what?” Asked Kira as she bounded over to them with a crestfallen face.

Botan narrowed her eyes, “What happened to you? You look like somebody just beat you-“

Kira gestured over to the DDR game with her thumb over her shoulder, “An arrogant brat named Jiro beat me.” Tears streamed down her face and she clung helplessly onto Kurama, “I lost to a ten year-old!”

“Ano…K-chan, Botan needs to give you something…” Kurama blushed as she sobbed loudly, attracting some attention there way.

She hiccuped pathetically, “Hai?”

Botan pulled something out of her pocket. A small obsidian stone with perfectly smooth edges and the symbols for six elements carved around it in gold filigree rested in Botan’s hand, it was no bigger then a marble and it had a thin silver chain attached to it. She handed to Kira we stared blankly at it, “This is a Demon Summoning Gem, they’re quite rare and extremely valuable.. They summon specific demonic powers that you can call on, but only if you have the compliance of the respected demon the symbol represents. And if you notice, the symbols on this one are those of the Six Sage Youkai, which means you can use their powers if you need to. We got Koyuki and Hosaki, reluctantly though, to agree with it, but be careful with it. It will take a toll on your own energy, both physical and spiritual. I was supposed to give this to you once you completed Genkai’s training.”

Kira cocked her head to one side and after a long silence she queried, “Can you repeat that?”

Botan muffled a laugh at this. “Don’t worry, Kurama will explain it to you better than I can. Put it on though,” she urged.

Kira complied and lifted the chain over her head put it on, she looked at it for a minute, “Why am I getting this? It looks like an heirloom or something, shouldn’t it be safe in Reikai instead of with me?”

“Like I said, no worries,” Botan chimed happily patting Kira on the shoulder, “this one was made especially for you. Toshihiro made it himself, it’s connected to you specifically and won’t work for anyone else. Though you might want to practice with it before using it in battle first, these things can be quite dangerous if not handled correctly.”

Dangerous?, Kira thought stubbornly, isn’t my life dangerous enough?

“Kira?” Kurama waved his hand in front of her face, “Are you still alive?”

Am I alive?, she thought in her head, Wait a minute…my deeds…, Kira snatched Kurama’s hand as a reflex. “Huh?” She snapped back to the present, “Hai, I’m fine.” She saw Botan hurrying away, “Chotto matte kudasai!- I’ll be right back.” She instructed Kurama as she went after Botan.

“You need something Kira?” Botan wondered when she noticed the teenager chasing after her.

“I was just wondering, you know my ordeal with those ‘good’ deeds?” Kira asked shyly.

“Hai?”

“What was my third deed anyway? I only remember doing two things,” Kira recollected the whole thief incident and the saving the kid from the freezing water, but she didn’t recall a third thing.

“Didn’t Hana tell you?” Botan chirped while raising both of her eyebrows and her eyes widening when Kira shook her head, “You apologizing to Kurama was your deed, that was quite a brave thing to do and it surprised us all though Hana had to push you a bit to get you to do that.”

“Oh,” was all Kira could say as Botan disappeared from her view.

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“See you later Kurama,” Kira said as she went up to her house while Kurama stood on the sidewalk in front smiling after her, “And tell Buotoko-kun I said hello, alright?”

“Hai, he’ll be thrilled.”

Kira opened the front door after Kurama went on his way and then looked at the black stone around her neck. It glittered in the light of the hallway that led to the living room. It even reflected the vague shapes of objects in it, but despite that, Kira got a bad feeling about it. It seemed too…too perfect for her liking. Everything about it was perfect and she knew in a world such as this, perfection should not even exist.

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“Are you ready?” Kurama inquired in the park the next day. They had found a deserted area of the park where no one really ever went and the gardeners never cut the plants, everything grow overgrown back here, but a small snowfall last night had coated the grass and trees with a thin layer of frost. It was like a little private jungle that they had all to themselves.

“Not really,” Kira replied honestly while holding the Summoning Gem in her left hand, “I don’t know how to…you know…use this thing.”

“That’s simple, you just say the name of the demon you’re borrowing the powers from and concentrate on it until it manifests itself into the powers you desire,” Kurama told her as if it was truly an easy task.

“Okay…” Kira sounded unsure, she was about to make a bigger idiot out of herself then ever before in her short life. “Let’s see…ano…Hosaki?” The black stone glowed with a dark purple aura and a forcefield of wind surrounded Kira and it began floating a few inches off of her hand and one of the symbols lit up red. A jet of flame erupted out of the stone and burst in Kurama’s direction. He managed to dodge the rogue fire stream though part of his school uniform got singed from the heat of the flames. “Gomen,” Kira called out as the wind about her died down, “I didn’t think it would do that…” She felt her legs get weak and collapsed beneath her. How did she get so exhausted all of a sudden? She found herself in a sitting position with her legs beneath her and doubled over, completely out of breath.

Kurama came over to her and squatted down then tried reassuring her, “Botan said a price to pay to summon the powers is some of your strength, the more we practice the better you’ll get.”

Kira leaned back on her hands in the snow and looked up at the sky, panting a little still, “If you…say so.” She put the necklace back around her neck and wiped the tiny beads of sweat off of her brow. Her fingers grazed over the stone, “Toshihiro made this…”

“He makes a lot of things,” Kurama said airily, “I remember once I tried to steal one of his first creations, it was a beautiful sword.” He closed his piercing green eyes and continued idly, “The hilt was encrusted with razor sharp cut rainbow gems and the blade was sharpened to the point when it would cut right through a mountain’s core. It had a dragon craved up the side of the gleaming white blade and was a virtually priceless artifact. He called it Katana No Tsuki. It was a marvelous piece of work.” He reopened his eyes to see Kira only about an inch away from his face; he flinched and backed up in surprise, “Nani?”

“So this Toshihiro guys also like an artist on top of being an alchemist?”

“Well, alchemy and art are quite alike if you think about it,” Kurama said as she stared at him with full attention. “I hear most of his products of science are marvelous things to behold, but I’ve only seen a few of his completed works. He used to have an apprentice son and a daughter, but no body knows where they went. Rumors are they’re here in Ningenkai somewhere…you look tired? We should go home.” She looked like she was going to fall asleep any second and he could see the bags forming beneath her eyes. He helped her up, but the instant he turned to leave she plopped down in the snow again. He groaned and slapped his forehead, she was impossible sometimes.

“Too…tired, “ she said weakly, “Onegai…carry…”

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Dc-chan: I wrote this at school when I supposed to be writing an English essay, surprising what you can accomplish in two and a half hours.

MCT: Don’t take all the credit you selfish baka, I was the inspiration.

Dc-chan: You wish.

Yusuke: You two don’t make any sense. Dc-chan, you let your muse back talk you and MCT; you let Dc-chan do whatever she wants to you.

Dc-chan: I’m her creator, it’s only natural that I tell her what to do.

MCT: You’re not the boss of me.

Dc-chan: How much do you want to bet on that? MUWFUFUFUFUFU!

MCT: You’re insane…

ANY WAYZ, I hope you enjoyed the latest installment of Rock My World. Love and peace! (I still like that phrase…)

Hehe…Buotoko-kun…

Manga recommendations: Imadoki (Koki…*drools) and Crescent Moon (Mitsuru, Akira and Nozomu…need I say more? <3) They are good, but they have their weird moments. I only read them because I’m a sucker for those sweet story line things.

MUFUFUFUFU!!!

Your reviews make me so happy! Especially the one by RabidFangirl101, I was on the floor laughing my ass off. You’re so funny.

LOVE AND PEACE!- once again I love this so much!

**100 yen is basically equal to a U.S. dollar, roughly I think anyways…