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The Worthless Humans	By : Oreana Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 9953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Nari was forced to put down Okuro as her arms were
trembling
too much and she feared dropping her only son. Her fingers embracing
the
necklace she made for the bat demon, the young woman unable to wrap her
mind
around the fact that Kuronue was dead. “No,” she insisted through her
sobbing,
“Kuronue is not dead! You do not know that!”

“I was there to find only his necklace and Kuronue
was
nowhere in sight,” Yoko Kurama replied, hating to admit to it. “Sensui
finished
him off before I got there, but I am not sure what he did with the
body…”

“You liar!” Nari cried, running up to the fox
demon to beat
her fist upon his chest.

Yoko Kurama didn’t hesitate to slap Nari across
the face for
her actions and accusations. The force of the slap caused Nari to head
back
down towards the ground with a grunt from the impact when she landed on
her
front. “Don’t you dare speak out of line! As long as you are in Makai,
you are
still my slave!”

Nari clutched her fists there upon the ground
whilst her
long, shaggy unkempt hair cascaded over her shoulders to hide her
overwhelming
sadness and anger. Looking over her damaged shoulder slowly, Nari could
only
glare at the demon through her stringy hair, not caring what he said or
did at
this point. “How could you do that? How could you just let Kuronue
die?!”

“I was busy pulling your worthless ass away from
the scene
under Kuronue’s wishes, if you care to remember—you and your brat!”
Yoko Kurama
hissed, the two pretty much blaming one another for Kuronue’s death at
this
point.

Okuro looked between the two from where he now
stood in
front of one of the trees outlining the demonic city just behind them.
He
wanted to go and help his mother, but he feared Yoko Kurama and the
actions he
might take upon his intrusion.

Nari felt so lost and destroyed upon realizing
that Kuronue
wasn’t going to come back for her this round. Clutching her fists so
tight that
her nails dug into her skin and prompted blood forth, Nari sobbed
harder there on
the ground she fell upon not wishing to get up for anything or anybody
in the
world. Kuronue…why did you leave me?

The silver haired fox demon grabbed onto Nari’s
wrist
tightly to harshly pull her to her feet. Yoko Kurama growled a bit at
her since
his anger was the best thing he could express over the sadness and
disappoint
at losing his closest friend. “Come on, you wench,” he hissed, his
silver ears
flattened against his skull. “We have to go and meet with the others as
I had
planned to do. Since Kuronue is no longer here, you are to remain with
me and Yomi.
Now get your brat and come with me.”

With her wrist released, Nari embraced it gently
since Yoko
Kurama held onto it too tightly. Sniffling back her sadness best she
could, she
knelt down before her frightened son and waved him over to her. “Come
on, Okuro…we
have to leave now.”

Okuro raised his left fox ear slightly as the
other remained
resting out to the right to show his confusion in the matter. The young
mix
looked left and right inhaling the Makai wind through his nostrils to
try and
catch wind of his father, but received nothing as he did before.
“Where’s
daddy?”

“Honey, we’ll have to talk about that—later,” Nari
insisted
through her tears, waving for her son to get back into her arms.

Embracing his mother’s neck finally, Okuro
situated himself
within her arms where he was originally still confused as to where the
demon he
called his father went to.

“Since I don’t have your chain with me, I will
have to
assume you won’t run off without my consent,” Yoko Kurama remarked,
pushing
Nari ahead of him. “I would advise that you didn’t, for if you try, I
will make
your life a living hell when we get settled once more.”

Nari hurried in front of Yoko Kurama as he wanted
her to,
holding onto her son gently as they headed away from the outskirts of
the demonic
city to the area the fox demon had in mind to meet up with the others.
Embracing her mix-bred son gently within her arms, she could only try
to hide
her tears within his wild light blond hair. What
did I ever do to deserve this…?

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The doors to Koenma’s office soon flew open as
George came
running in quickly, nearly stumbling upon himself as he did so. “Lord
Koenma,”
the ogre began frantically before slamming his hands upon the desk of
the young
ruler. “One of the members is here!”

The teenage Koenma shot his head up upon the
sudden
intrusion of his right hand ogre before his face broke into a bit of
shock and
confusion. “You mean, one of the members of the guild was found?”

“Yes, sir, but we’re not sure how,” George
remarked, looking
over his shoulder at the closed doors behind him that were attempting
to block
out the sounds of the enraged demon.

Keeping his eyes set on the doors behind George,
Koenma
eventually nodded at the ogre, “Let him in then. I want to speak with
him.”

Before George could even hope to say anything, the
doors
flew open regardless as the enraged bat demon tried to break free from
the
chains Sensui’s right hand man had given him as a parting gift. Falling
to his
knees, Kuronue bared his large demonic teeth enraged at the whole
situation as
he now knelt before the leader of Spirit World. George quickly fled
behind the
chair of the teenage ruler as Koenma tried to remain calm at the
presents of an
A class demon being nearby and obviously not happy. The two ogres that
found
the demon just outside the door kept a tight grip on the chains that
the hooded
man gave to them, making sure he could not escape.

Koenma excused himself from his chair as he made
his way
towards the front of his desk, knowing it was best not to get too close
to the
rattled demon. “So, you are part of Yoko Kurama’s thief guild.”

Looking up through his visor and dark cobalt
bangs, Kuronue
contorted his face to that of a furious frown as he stayed there upon
the tile
floor. “What do you want with me? Why didn’t you have your renegade
Spirit
Detective kill me?”

Koenma couldn’t help but looked confused for a
moment,
“Renegade Spirit Detective?”

“You know who I speak of,” Kuronue growled through
his
tightly clutched teeth. “The male detective with slick black hair and
he goes
by the name of Sensui!”

Having the name Sensui grace his ears prompted
Koenma to
inhale sharply seeing as how Sensui seemed to disappear without a trace
years
ago. “Are you saying Sensui actually captured you?” Pointing to the
ogres that
brought in the bat demon, Koenma couldn’t help but ask, “Who was it
that
brought you this demon?”

The two creatures looked at one another with a
mirror shrug
before looking back to Koenma. “We don’t know. He kept his hood up and
over his
face. We didn’t get a good look at him.”

Koenma didn’t know what to say to this for it was
all too
confusing especially concerning the tape that Sensui left with and the
questions he bothered him with almost daily. Shifting his attention
back to the
angered demon, Koenma sighed through his nostrils before kneeling upon
one knee
to at least be able to look the demon in the eye. “Tell me who you are.”

“That’s none of your damn business,” Kuronue
grumbled,
keeping the same furious look he had before.

“You know Yoko Kurama, don’t you?” Koenma pried
trying not
to falter in appearance. “I want to know where he is and where his
slave
operation is located.”

“Sensui destroyed it,” Kuronue answered half
truthfully not
wishing to sell out his friend. “There is nothing left of our hideout
or some
of our slaves.”

Koenma flinched at the sound of that, knowing that
Sensui
would possibly be brash in killing everyone and everything, but he knew
the
legendary thief wouldn’t give in so easily and the two were almost
equally
matched in strength. “Where is Yoko Kurama? I know he is alive and I
know you
know this.”

“I told you before, you son of a bitch, I am not
telling
you!” Kuronue hissed with a snap of his fangs. “Now let me go!”

“We cannot let you go, demon, because you are
apart in the
human trafficking,” Koenma replied before hefting himself upright.
“This has
gone on long enough and we want it to stop. Humans are not slaves. They
belong
in Human World, but your friends have overstepped that boundary for
long enough.
If you refuse to help us in the matter, we will be forced to keep you
here or
destroy you if need be.”

Kuronue knew he couldn’t stand being there in
Spirit World
and he couldn’t handle his own punishment in the human salve operation
his friends
and him had dealt in for so long. He was immediately reminded of Nari
and Okuro
and became worried over what may happen to them without him there
beside them.
But he refused to speak up on the subject knowing Spirit World wouldn’t
make
things easier on him if he announced his attraction to a woman that was
still
considered human even if immortal.

The teenage ruler headed back to his seat before
taking it to
write upon a piece of paper that rested upon his desk. “Since you don’t
want to
cooperate with us, I will be forced to keep you withheld here until
further
notice. When you want to talk up and decide to, then we will determine
your
fate. Take him away.”

Kuronue tried to break free or at least lunge at
the ruler
of Spirit World though was stopped thanks to his restraints and the
ogres that
dragged him off to where he would be contained until Koenma said
otherwise.

“Lord Koenma, you don’t expect for that beast to
actually
speak up, do you?” George wondered from behind the chair he felt safest
even after
Kuronue’s departure.

“No, I don’t,” Koenma sighed, closing his eyes to
think a
moment on the situation before reopening them slowly. “He is obviously
a loyal
member of Yoko Kurama’s guild and doesn’t want to tell me where they
relocated
after Sensui’s attack. I know Sensui is a strong former detective, but
I doubt
he is that strong to take on the legendary thief in Makai.” Turning his
chair
around so that he could look out at the night sky forming just outside
his
windows, Koenma continued, “But I feel he is hiding something and a
part of him
wants to tell us. I don’t know what it is, but he looked worried there
for a
moment—maybe it’s nothing, but we will find out in due time.”

George followed Koenma’s gaze, but said not a
thing knowing
how important it was to Koenma to end this case of women and men
disappearing
all over the earth and being dragged to Makai to be nothing but slaves
under
demon control. And what was worse of all, these humans being slaves to
the
strongest and most ruthless demons in all Makai.

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Nari could barely handle the walk anymore that
they made
through the mountains as Yoko Kurama took it slow for some reason to
the far
north with his slave and her son. The cold around the ice capped
mountains was
really getting to her and the sorrow she had felt for the past three
days of
traveling at her master’s speed was beginning to wear her to the point
of just
collapsing and giving in to death’s grip that felt as though was
circling about
her body.

The demon could see that Nari was slowing up and
she threatening
to just roll over and die right at the very spot they were at. Knowing
she
could make it regardless being Nari was immortal, Yoko Kurama knew they
didn’t
have time for this and so he just scooped her up into his arms without
a word
to her before heading quickly through the rugged mountain area being
they were
almost there.

Nari closed her eyes, not questioning her master’s
generosity at the moment seeing as she was too tired to care to. A
single tear
made its way through her closed eyes as her heart began to pain her
once more
over the thought of Kuronue being dead and not coming to rescue her as
he
promised he always would. It made Nari’s heart grow colder at the mere
thought
of living in Makai forever without him and at the moment she wished
more than
ever that her heart would just stop beating not even caring to think of
her son
she held.

Hurrying through the next thicket that embraced
him once
more, Yoko Kurama dashed as quickly as he could from tree to tree
towards the
large power clutter he could feel not too far away now. That
has to be them, he assured himself as the trees were now just
a green and brown blur to anyone to look at the scenery at his speed.

The crashing of a waterfall woke Nari soon enough
as the
three of them finally made it to the serene clearing consisting of
tropical
like foliage and the large crashing waterfall that rested a mile high
at least.
The constant whispering and talking back and forth between the many
demons halted
when the silver fox finally made his entrance once he was through the
bushes
that were in his way.

“There he is!” A male demon remarked, as everyone
cheered
with relief to see him alive.

“We thought for sure that human had gotten a hold
of you,” Suzu
remarked as she slithered her way up towards the fox demon. Seeing the
female
woman within his arms and the runt as well prompted the snake to hiss a
bit and
show her distaste in Nari and Okuro being alive. “You kept the bitch
and her
runt, I see.”

“Of course I did,” Yoko Kurama remarked, putting
Nari back
on her feet when she showed signs of being awake finally. “I didn’t
make her
immortal for nothing. Besides, I couldn’t let Sensui get a hold of her
seeing
as he could have used her to ruin us.”

Yomi watched everyone celebrating Yoko Kurama’s
safe return from
a tree he was leaning against with his arms crossed, looking not too
happy at
the moment. His narrow eyes seemed to squint in an inner rage though he
was
quick to hide it once he pushed himself from the tree he was at.
“Welcome back,
Yoko Kurama. I thought for sure you were done for. And—where is
Kuronue?”

The sound of his friend’s name struck a slight
cord of pain
Yoko Kurama thought he would never feel in the long years he had lived.
His
grin turning into a serious frown, the fox shook his head slightly, “He
is
dead. Sensui killed him as we tried to make our escape.”

Everyone inhaled surprisingly at these turn of
events both
human and demon alike. The demons among the guild were worried while
Yomi and
Suzu seemed to smirk inwardly about the situation and direct their
attention
upon the frightened and equally saddened Nari who leaned on her child
for the
support she wanted.

Putting on a sorrowful face for the fox’s sake,
Suzu turned
around towards Yoko Kurama as she leaned upon him to offer her
condolences. “I
am so sorry, Yoko Kurama. I know how close you and Kuronue were.”

Shrugging off the snake demon slightly since he
was not in
the mood, Yoko Kurama stepped forward. “That doesn’t matter now. There
is
nothing we can do about these unfortunate turn of events. But we can
rebuild
what we lost and that is what we will do. I don’t care if it takes
years and
endless days and nights, we will get our hideout back the way it was.”

“And how do you suspect we do that?” Yomi asked
almost
pessimistically.

“We will work together to get back a land to call
our own,”
Yoko Kurama answered, turning his attention to his now right hand man.
“I know
I can count on you above anyone else to help me lead this so that we
can get
finished faster and back to what we had.”

Yomi couldn’t help but smirk at the title he felt
was being
handed to him with Kuronue now deceased. But he knew building
tirelessly for
days and nights was not his style and he was more for fighting than for
working
on the way up when it came to building something so trivial to him,
“How about
I do you one better? I know that just down the river from here there is
a small
water demon tribe that lives within a building that is slightly
different and larger
from our last one, but will do just as fine. How about we take over
their land
for our own seeing as we were wrongfully forced out of ours?”

Yoko Kurama could only think on this one with his
hand
cupping his chin in thought. “How strong are they? Did you scope out
the area
while I was away for so long?”

“I took the liberty of looking around when I
assumed you
were dead as well as Kuronue, so I know everything about the land. They
are
lower class beasts and will be easy to defeat,” Yomi insisted with a
wide grin.
“So, what do you say?”

Looking at the demons around him that seemed
obviously
pumped for the mission Yomi had probably psyched everyone up for while
he was
gone, Yoko Kurama nodded. “Alright, we will do it. But we will not
attack
today. I am worn from the travel and not at my peak at this time. It is
best we
wait until tomorrow when everyone is rested.”

Nari dangled the necklace she made for Kuronue in
front of
her to see that the side had been broken thanks to the necklace having
seen
better days and giving out on the bat demon. It broke—how
did the chain break? Sitting down a moment, Nari put
Okuro on the ground so she could tie the pieces together knowing she
would have
to look for a better chain.

Okuro watched his mother carefully from just over
her
shoulder as he stood behind her a moment. “What are you going to do
with the
necklace?”

Tying a small knot into the chain where it broke,
Nari
looked at her son with a weary and brief smile. “I don’t know…I guess
it can go
to you as it was intended to be in the first place.” Slipping it over
her son’s
neck since it was still big enough to fit around his skull and slide
down to
his neck, Nari stroked Okuro’s peach colored cheek with her index
finger.
“There—your father would want you to have it.”

Cupping the tear drop shaped pendant that had his
mother’s
blood within it, Okuro looked back at her still confused about
everything that
went on. “Mommy, what happened to him?”

Nari sniffled a bit, eyeing the crowd of demons
still
getting riled up about the production of their new hideout before
looking back
at her son. Pulling some of her unevenly cut tresses behind her ear,
Nari
gently grabbed onto Okuro’s hands, “Baby…your father isn’t coming
back.” Having
to admit that out loud forced Nari’s voice to break instantly but she
tried to
keep herself under control for her son’s sake. “He is—he is somewhere
against
his will because that guy back there with the black hair really hurt
your
father and he can no longer be with us because of it.” Nari couldn’t
bear to
tell Okuro that Kuronue was dead so she reframed from saying that word
to him.

“But—he said we were leaving,” Okuro remarked,
looking up at
Yoko Kurama.

“Well, sweetie,” Nari grumbled, looking at Yoko
Kurama
through her tears of anger, “you should know that he lies and to never
listen
to him. He is nothing but a worthless demon and if I had the strength
and
power, I would kill him myself.” Reaching for Okuro, Nari held him
close to her
as she kept her furious look set upon the silver haired demon’s back
wishing
for his demise more than anything at that point. I will
get you for this, Yoko Kurama…I swear that I will get you for
not saving Kuronue and letting me be with him.
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