Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rock My World ❯ Final Front ( Chapter 28 )

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DC-chan: Gomen nasai, school’s been stressful lately because one of my Geometry teacher messed up my grade so I had a C instead of an A-. *sigh* Stupid teachers…

Seraph: I’ll poke him with my pitchfork for you.

DC-chan: *starry eyes* NYA! You’re so awesome Sei-chan!

Seraph: Don’t call me that, I’m evil.

DC-chan: OKAY! ^_^

Disclaimer: Eh, I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho because…I just don’t.

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Chapter 28 Of Rock My World

Final Front

“Kira…” Genkai mumbled quietly staring at her granddaughter’s back.

“Nani?” The girl replied icily, “I’m busy. I gotta pound this bastard in front of me.” She cracked her knuckles and furrowed her brows.

Genkai’s eyebrow twitched, “Kira…”

“NANI?”

The old woman walked forward until she stood beside Kira. The demonic girl looked down at her grandmother for a moment before directing her eyes back up at Shikyo. Genkai’s face was shadowed by her hair so it was impossible to know what she was thinking. “You…BAKA!”

WHACK!

“ITAI!” Kira yelped holding her head in her hands and crouching near the ground. Her temper flared and she violently turned towards Genkai. “What the hell was that for?” She asked loudly rubbing her sore head.

Genkai clenched her fist angrily and yelled, “What do you think you’re doing anyway? You think you an beat him?” She pointed across the rooftop to Shikyo who’s face was deadpan. “Do you honestly think just because you look cooler now that you’re going to be able to beat HIM? He’d rip you apart in seconds! Use your brain, baka!”

“Hello!” Kira said standing up quickly and clenching her fists so hard that her knuckles turned white. “I’m a hanyou! I’m not some weak and pathetic-”

WHACK!

“SHIMATTE!” Kira cried. “STOP DOING THAT BAASAN! YOU EVIL LITTLE OLD WOMAN! THAT FRIGGIN‘ HURT!”

“I will once you stop talking idiocy,” Genkai scolded coldly. She doesn’t understand at all, just because she can use her youki now doesn’t mean she’s going to win. However, that notion wouldn’t penetrate her head even if I told her. Sometimes she’s just as stubborn as that dimwit Yusuke.

“I am not!” She stopped protesting once Genkai rose her hand again and rolled her eyes. “Well, we can’t just wait around forever for him to destroy everything. Besides,” Kira sighed heavily, “I wasn’t planning on actually fighting him.”

“Don’t give me that crap!” Genkai berated loudly. “You looked dead serious about it before I knocked some sense into you!”

Kira looked away, obviously embarrassed.

“Now, don’t do anything unless I tell you…” Genkai warned sternly before looking over at Shikyo now in Sagan’s body. At least Kira wasn’t in much danger anymore, but Genkai had noticed that Kira was suffering from severe blood loss. It would only be a matter of time before the young girl would get woozy and pass out from it. Kira’s body, though now whole again, was covered in blood even if Kira herself didn’t notice it.

“So, Baasan…” Kira said anxiously. “Looks like this is going to be a last stand. You ready?”

“I just hope you can keep up.” Genkai smiled lightly. Kira definitely took after Enshoku’s fiery personality, but she just hoped that Kira wouldn’t do anything REALLY stupid.

Shikyo stared blankly at them. That was ridiculous…I can’t believe that little girl was able to expel my soul from within her. He tilted his head to one side, “While that was amusing to watch, I fear we must get down to business.” He smirked at them as he shifted his weight from on foot to the other. “Are you prepared to die?”

Kira shook her head in response, “No way asshole!” She stuck her tongue out at him. “I’ve already died once and it was a bitch so I intend on living you baka yarou! You’re the one who’s gonna die!”

Genkai sweat dropped. Well, that’s Kira for you…

Shikyo laughed for a few moments before finally looking at them seriously. His fingers were flinching with anticipation of the thought of tearing the two before him apart and spilling their blood everywhere. Light flashed in his eyes, “Alright then child…show me what you got.” He disappeared then reappeared behind Kira and kicked, but she turned around fast enough to block by using her forearm as a shield. “Impressive,” he remarked.

“Well, I do try.” Kira grinned.

“Don’t get cocky,” Genkai whispered as she jumped up and punched him in the face knocking him back. She followed up with a swift kick into his stomach.

Kira then ran up to him as tried to stand, grasping both of her hands together, swung at him and hit him right in the chest. “Is that the best you can do Shikyo? Looks like you’re all talk.” She then proceeded to punch him, but he caught her fist in his hand.

“Don’t underestimate me girl,” he snarled. “I was merely testing out your strength, but you two are really nothing special.” He raised his other hand and she watched in horror as his nails grew to the length of daggers and were just as sharp. He pushed her back onto the cement roof so she was sprawled on the ground. His claws glinted in the moonlight and a look of terror crossed her face. “You said you already died once so I suppose this shall be your second time.”

Her body began trembling as she looked behind him at Genkai. She then redirected her quivering eyes up at him. This was it. She was going to die again and Genkai was in no position to help her and wouldn’t reach him in time.

A cruel and twisted and sinister smile pulled on Shikyo’s lips, “Girl, I’m going to enjoy spilling your blood.”

Kira closed her eyes tightly and heard Genkai gasp, but the pain of the nails plunging through her body never came. Instead she felt a cool splatter of some liquid across her face and…soft feathers brushed up against her. Cautiously, she opened one eye before gawking, “Kokuei?” Both of her eyes widened bigger than saucers.

The Sage of Shadows was in front and facing her. His face held sadness and misery while his eyes were tearing up. His black wings were encasing both of them in a protecting manner. He looked like he was in great pain as he stared down at her. “Kira…” he said in a pained voice trying to force a smile. He brought up one of his hands and caressed her cheek.

She felt her heart race, “What are you doing here?” It felt like her heart was going to burst out of her ribcage it was pounding so hard. Her cheeks flushed as he stroked her face gingerly.

“I just wanted to say…I’m sorry…” He told her in a hushed voice. “I didn’t…I…” he was at a lost for words as he stared intently into her eyes. Her eyes that held the same twinkle that Kokoro’s once had, the same glint of life and familiar sparkle. “Onegai, forgive me?”

She sat up and it was then that she finally saw it. The blood coming from Kokuei’s chest and the realization dawned on her. He had jumped in front, he had shielded her from the razor sharp nails that were meant to kill her. The liquid she had felt splatter her…was his blood. Kira grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him down closer to her, “You baka…” She lowered her head and felt hot tears swell up in the corner of her eyes. “You baka…tell me why? Why the hell do you care so much about me? You’re always there! I thought you wanted to kill me, but…now you want forgiveness?”

He placed his hands on her shoulders, “Well, what can I say? It’s a messed up world, isn’t it?”

“H-hai…” she stuttered letting go of his shirt collar and letting her arms drop to her sides.

“When I saw what he was doing to you…what he was about to do…I was overwhelmed with sadness and didn’t know why.” He wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her in towards his chest. “I thought I wanted Kokoro back…but even though I said I would, I could never kill you. You’re just like her, I couldn’t stand killing her again just for my sake.” He chuckled, but only managed to spit up blood. Kokuei slowly let go of her, but Kira didn’t budge as she stayed close to him.

What was she supposed to do? Never had she felt so torn. Not even Kurama could raise these swirling emotions inside of her. Why was that? She barely knew Kokuei for crying out loud! But there had always been something about him that had drawn her to him and she now thought she figured out what that was. They were both lost, simply put, and looking for someone to console them. She thought about how much it must have hurt him to see her laugh and be happy with Kurama though they were only friends. He felt betrayed by that, now she understood.

Finally realizing that made her cry harder into his chest.

“How touching…” Shikyo murmured from behind Kokuei. “I actually think I’m close to shedding tears myself.” He meant it with full sarcasm. He grabbed Kokuei by his neck and raised him into the air, “What a pointless gesture of affection, now you will die and she must suffer a more horrible death.” He threw Kokuei at Genkai and his limb body crashed into her sending them both laying unconscious on the ground. Shikyo inched towards Kira, “This is getting irritating…”

Kira paled as she eyed his blood drenched nails. She was once again helpless just like the time Rakura had killed her. Memories of the pain filled her head and she winced. This was it…again. Just her luck like always. Here she was staring death literally in its face and trembling in front of it like a coward.

He leaned down with an amused look, “I will make you pay.”

Kira laughed lightly at that despite her fear, “You really are a crazy bastard…”

Shikyo flashed his fangs at her before driving his nails into her shoulder causing her to scream in pain. She felt the pain explode and spread as blood spilled out of the wound like a small waterfall. She grabbed her shoulder with her hand as she gritted her teeth. It hurt so much.

He chortled at her pain then grabbed her hair and pulled her up making her squirm even more, “Does it really hurt that much?” He knew the answer, but he was into to torture and loved to torment his victims physically and mentally when they deserved it.

“Of course it does you ass-ACK!” She cried when he let go of her hair and punched his fist through her stomach. She heard the sickening sound of ruptured organs and blood splattering on the ground.

He dropped her bleeding body onto the ground, “You’re bold for a hanyou, girl. To mock someone who is about to kill you is quite foolish.”

She pushed herself up using her hands and glared at him. She could barely feel any pain now, everything had gone numb. Kira wiped the blood dripping from her mouth with the back of her hand. “Well…you do have lousy people skills…”

Shikyo growled at her fiercely, “You just don’t know when to stop.”

This was it. He was going to kill her now. Her mind all, but froze. The numbness she was feeling everywhere turned cold and her blood became like fire running through her veins.

Suddenly she saw a flash of silver…like the blade of a sword slice right through Shikyo’s arm, severing it and blood shot out of his wound.

The severed arm landed next to her bleeding like there was no tomorrow and she felt like she was going to vomit from just looking at it laying there.

“Daijoubu?” A kind voice asked her. One that she recognized almost immediately.

“Botan?”

“Hai.” The cheery ferry girl chirped as she slung Kira’s arm over her shoulder and pulled her to her feet. “Daijoubu?”

“I’m…alright I guess…”

Botan gave her a look is disbelief, but didn’t say anything about it. “Yusuke and the others are here now, I’m moving you to heal your wounds, alright?”

“Oh, so that katana I saw was Hiei’s?” Kira asked as Botan ushered her over to a corner of the rooftop where Genkai and Kokuei were also laying side by side. When Botan let her go Kira almost fell over, but managed to sit down even though it looked like she was in total delirium.

“Hai.” Botan answered as she pressed her hand onto Kira’s bleeding shoulder. A light blue light surrounded it as she began healing her wound. She glanced nervously over to where Shikyo was no staring down Yusuke, Kuwabara and Hiei.

“Where’s Kurama?” Kira inquired feeling extremely dizzy.

“He’ll be here soon, we thought of a plan to beat Shikyo.” Botan informed her trying not to sound panicked as she took notice of Kira’s stomach wound. There was no way that her healing powers could heal that wound, this wasn’t good. Since she wasn’t a trained healer or anything, her healing abilities were minimal if anything. Kira needed medical attention, but right now the nearest hospital was on the other side of the city and she doubted Shikyo would let them leave even if he was injured.

“I was wondering when some more of Koenma’s lackeys would show up.” He said passionlessly.

“Well, what can I say? You have a bad habit of pissing people off.” Yusuke shot back. He hated being referred to as Koenma’s lackey. He even saw Hiei eye twitch at those words.

“I suppose I do,” Shikyo agreed though that little comment ticked him off. Another stupid wannabe hot shot… “So are we going to talk or fight?”

Hiei took of his cloak and tossed it aside to reveal his bandaged stomach and part of his flat board abs while Kuwabara powered up his spirit sword. Yusuke got into a fighting stance.

“Everyone knows the plan, right?” Yusuke asked in a whisper. “We just got to keep him busy until Kurama gets here.”

“That kitsune better hurry up,” Hiei said coolly. “I hate dealing with morons especially since I have to deal with a certain one almost every day.”

“Shut up you little shrimp!” Kuwabara stomped his foot.

“I feel so much safer…” Kira grumbled as she watched the Reikai Tantei argue from a distance.

Botan giggled halfheartedly, “I know what you mean…” She finished healing Kira’s shoulder wound and wiped the beads of sweat off of her forehead as she began examining the stomach wound. “Oh dear…”

“Nn? Is something wrong?”

Botan waved one of her hands, “Not particularly…it’s just that you’ve lost quite a bit of blood and that stomach wound is going to cause problems. Serious problems.”

“What kind of problems?”

“Ano…” Botan said covering it with her hand in an effort to stop the bleeding although she knew it was futile. “If you don’t get immediate medical attention or if a more advanced healer doesn’t show up…you might die from it…the excessive bleeding…” She glanced down at the huge puddle of crimson that surrounded Kira and was steadily growing bigger.

Kuwabara lunged at Shikyo with his sword. Shikyo evaded and took a few steps back before rushing up to Kuwabara and striking him in the face. Kuwabara staggered backwards holding his bloody nose. Shikyo was about to hit him again, but was hit from behind by Yusuke’s spirit gun. However the attack barely phased Shikyo, it just brunt his skin slightly.

“Nani?” Yusuke blinked confused. “It barely scratched him!”

“Well, he isn’t exactly an ordinary youkai.” Hiei explained as he jumped up and slashed his blade at Shikyo whom caught the katana in his bare hands. Hiei’s crimson eyes widened in shock.

“Is the best you can do?” Shikyo asked disparagingly as he let go of the blade then fired a dark purple blast in his abdomen that sent Hiei flying backwards and skidding along the ground. “You merely caught me by surprise when you sliced off my arm.”

Hiei grumbled some inaudible curses under his breath as he glowered at Shikyo from twenty feet away. Hiei then ripped the headband that covered his Jagan eye off and the third eye gradually opened. He didn’t want to wait for Kurama to show up, he wanted to end this. It was bad enough that this bastard had mocked him and his abilities.

“Hiei, clam down!” Yusuke barked shrilly at him. He’s going to blow the entire plan if he does something crazy like try and take on Shikyo by himself or get himself killed. Shikyo may only have one arm now, but he’s kicking our asses still.

Kuwabara charged at Shikyo again after recovering for a few seconds from the last hit. He slashed his sword at him, but Shikyo was already a step ahead of the him and ducked then jumped up in front of Kuwabara and head butted him causing a crunching sound.

“Kuwabara?” Yusuke shouted over the howling of the wind that was now whipping around them like a storm. Hurry the hell up Kurama! He screamed in his mind.

“KUSO!” Kuwabara yelled as his spirit sword disappeared. “That baka yarou broke my nose!”

Genkai’s eyes fluttered open and she hesitantly sat upright. Her vision which was blurred became focused slowly.

“Oh, Genkai!” Botan said surprised when she saw the old woman conscious.

“How’s Kira?” Genkai wondered as she looked over at her granddaughter.

“I’m fine,” Kira replied even though her appearance suggested otherwise.

“No you’re not.” Botan claimed as she gently pushed Kira back so the young girl was laying down. “And stop talking, you need to rest right now. Like I said before, you might-”

“Die.” Kira finished for her as her breathing became more labored. She took in a gulp of air and exhaled heavily.

“Yeah…” Botan lowered her eyelids feeling gloomy and a bit flustered that she had brought that subject up.

The old psychic sighed as she then focused her attention on the fight that was going on, from her point of view they were getting their asses kicked by Shikyo. Well, what did she expect? Shikyo was an ancient youkai with what seemed to be limitless powers. “There’s a plan, I’m assuming.” Because if there isn’t then we’re all as good as dead, not jut Kira.

“Hai.” Botan nodded curtly as she tried in vain to heal Kira’s stomach wound, but no matter what she did it kept on hemorrhaging. The ferry girl bit her bottom lip nervously.

Genkai hunched her shoulders forward, “As long as we defeat Shikyo and stop him from destroying everything.”

“Genkai…?” Botan directed her gaze at her with confusion. “What about Kira?”

“As long as we defeat Shikyo,” Genkai repeated herself with a tone of melancholy in her voice. “What does one person’s life matter to the entire world? If she dies…then she dies…”

“How can you say something like that?” Botan shot back furiously. She bowed her head feeling silly for letting her emotions get the best of her, “Gomen nasai. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Genkai reassured her as she knelt down next to her and grabbed Kira’s hand tightly. “I don’t want her to have to die either, but there’s nothing we can do right now.” She admitted sadly.

“Rei gun!” Yusuke said powering up his spirit gun and firing it right at Shikyo and hitting him full on in the chest. “Got him!” Although that cam out a little too soon and he quickly found himself being blasted right back in the stomach.

“Such weakness can’t defeat me.” Shikyo declared proudly. As he continued to beat up the three Reikai Tantei effortlessly and dodge all their attacks. The fact that he only had one arm now didn’t seem to bother him at all and the bleeding had finally stopped and the injury was already healed over thanks to his incredible youki.

Hiei leapt at him, but with a flick of his wrist, Shikyo shot something that appeared to be like black lightning that pierced through the fire apparition’s leg causing him to fall flat on his face and drop his katana.

Shikyo then picked up Hiei’s katana and scanned it before breaking it in half over his leg and throwing the two broken pieces aside. His shadow loomed over Hiei as another bolt of black lightning shot through Hiei’s body. Hiei cringed as he felt the surge of electricity feel like it was frying his insides.

Just then, as if by some miracle, Shikyo began choking and the black lightning stopped suddenly. The youkai stumbled backwards as he clawed at his throat and choked out, “What…the…hell?” He felt like his body was being ripped apart from the insides and he let out a bloodcurdling scream as his eyes turned a ghostly white and a thick mist escaped from his mouth and floated up into the air. The lifeless shell that was once Sagan’s fell to the floor.

Yusuke noticed this new development and grinned smugly, “About time Kurama!” He called over to the kitsune who was standing on the building’s edge with the youkai neko, Jigoku next to him whose mouth was open and Shikyo’s soul wafted in before she closed it and let out a contented purr.

Kurama scratched behind the cat’s ear, “Good job.” He then jumped down onto the roof and approached Yusuke. “Gomen, we run into a little trouble on the way here.” He apologized hastily then explaining that he bumped into Rakura’s wandering spirit. “He was causing some trouble for some people and it was quite hard to get close enough so that Jigoku could capture his soul.”

Kuwabara, who was still holding his nose, fell down to his knees, “So that’s what took you so long.”

The kitsune nodded curtly, “At least this nightmare’s over with.” He patted Jigoku’s head, “Good thing Toshihiro-sama let us keep this one or else we would’ve had problems. To be honest, I never thought this fight could be so easily resolved. Now we just have to make sure that his soul doesn’t escape for an hour then we can relax. She devoured Rakura, Shikyo and Sagan’s souls.”

Hiei snorted, “This entire ordeal was annoying.” He was glad it was over though as he put his sleek black cloak back on and closed his Jagan eye.

Kurama then saw Botan and Genkai leaning over Kira’s body and rushed over, “Is she alright?”

Botan was sobbing into her hands and sniffled as she tried answered him, “She…she…” But she couldn’t say it.

“She just died.” Genkai clarified letting go of her granddaughter’s hand. “She bleed to death.”

“But I don’t understand!” Botan said abruptly while sniveling. “She should have at least lived for a little longer!”

“Nani?” Kuwabara looked flabbergasted. “Kamiyama’s dead?”

“You can’t always get what you want.” A cold female voice said.

They all turned around to see whomever said that and Botan gasped, “You! Why are you here!” She clutched the folds of the blue school girl’s skirt she was wearing. “Did you do this Mitsukai?”

Mitsukai shrugged, “Maybe…” She was wearing a black hakama and sandals with a two daggers tied to her sides. She had dark blue hair, almost black, that was pulled back into a braid with stray strands framing her soft face that looked like white porcelain and some bangs were covering her left eye. There was a ghostly aura around her as if she didn’t belong among the living or the dead. Under her dark amethyst colored eyes were thin black bags and her ears were laced with silver earrings.

Kuwabara rose an eyebrow, “Who’s she? She’s kinda cute…in a morbid and creepy way.”

Botan narrowed her eyes through her tears, “That’s Sumizome, Mitsukai. She’s a shinigami!”

“Like you?” Yusuke asked.

“Iie,” Botan said heatedly. “I lead souls along the River Styx, but she’s the one that causes death and if she’s here that means…she’s the one who ended Kira’s life!”

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DC-chan: This was shorter than I thought it would be…well only two or three chapters left! I still haven’t decided how I really want to end this…I’m going back and froth between two ideas as of the moment.

NEXT CHAPTER: Shinigami And The Golden Seal

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