Yuki: Spirit Detective Saga | By : SerenityRayne Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Crossovers Views: 1717 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Yeah so….sorry it took so
long. Things have once again become
hectic with me now out of a job after being laid off. So I am spending most of my time job hunting
and at school. I’ll try to get more
writing done in the future.
-Other line of phone-
“Other
presence in mind.”
“Thoughts.”
Chapter 7
Two days after her
little trip to Spirit World Yuki still hadn’t woken up. Botan shrugged her shoulders helplessly as
she looked up into Yusuke’s worried brown eyes.
“I’m sorry Yusuke,
but I really can’t tell you what’s wrong with her. Other than being colder than what could be
considered safe for a human; which you have told me is normal for her; there
appears to be nothing wrong with her at all.”
Yusuke growled as he turned
to continue pacing around the room as he had been for the last several minutes
as Botan had used her powers to scan over his sister.
“If there’s nothing
wrong than why hasn’t she woken up yet?
Hiei and Kurama said that she should rest for a week but not that she wouldn’t wake up!”
Botan shrugged
helplessly again, watching as the teenaged Spirit Detective passed by her in
restless agitation.
“I’m not sure Yusuke
but we have to get going soon. I need to
get back to work and you need to get to Genkai’s tournament. I’m sure your mother will take good care of
Yuki-chan.”
Yusuke looked over
his shoulder into the living room as Botan left out the window, heading to
Spirit World.
“Yeah; like I’m going
to trust that.”
His mother laughed
drunkenly as she watched a commercial on TV, chugging her beer like it was
water. Taking another glance back at his
still sister Yusuke sat on the side of the bed, brushing her hair to the side
gently. He was concerned; he knew he had no choice but to complete this
mission. Botan may have thought he was
only doing it for the tickets to the main event at Tokyo Dome but he was really
doing it for Yuki.
Gently brushing his
hand over her pale, cold cheek he sighed.
If this Rando demon got a hold of Genkai’s technique Koenma said that he
would kill until he found the limit of his new technique. Yuki would be in danger if that happened and
that was something he wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Glancing over to his sister’s
bedside table Yusuke caught sight of a slip of paper fluttering slightly in the
breeze from the still open window. Brows
furrowing he stood slowly; hand trailing slowly from his sister’s cheek; making
his way over to the table he picked it up.
Looking at the information on it Yusuke smirked.
“Well, here’s an
idea.”
Moving out of his
sisters room Yusuke avoided his drunken mother with the ease of practice,
searching quickly for the phone. Finding
it he gave a cry of triumph. Looking down at the information on the piece of
paper Yusuke quickly dialed the number given to him.
Hopefully, the other
really wouldn’t mind the call.
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The phone ringing
from the front hall caught the attention of the black haired woman sitting
calmly in an armchair. Looking up slightly,
silver blue eyes glanced towards the stairs, looking for the son she was sure
would be on his way down; rushing down at the sound of the phone to ensure she
didn’t get up and strain herself in anyway.
When she saw no one but heard movement upstairs she smiled slightly and
levered herself from her chair. Good,
she could use a bit of exercise. And
there really was no reason for her beloved son to worry over her. Ignoring the slight tiredness she felt as she
rose from her seat she made her way slowly steadily to the hall. Picking up the phone in her delicate hands
she brought the receiver to her ear.
“Hello?”
There was nothing for
a moment, though she could hear laughing and such in the background before a
young man spoke up on the other end.
-“Can I speak to
Ku-ah Shuichi please?”-
Minamino Shiori smiled
as she looked up, seeing her son coming down the stairs.
“Of
course. Are you a friend of
Shuichi’s?”
Again there was
nothing for a moment before the young man spoke again.
-“Yeah. He gave me this number a bit ago.”-
Shiori smiled again looking
to the stairs where he son stood frozen; shock hidden rather well but still
obvious to her on his face.
“Who can I tell him
is calling dear?”
-Ah…Urameshi
Yusuke.”-
She smiled at the
hesitant tone, keeping her eyes locked on the beautiful emeralds of her sons.
“Alright Yusuke dear
here he is.”
Kurama’s eyes widened
as he heard the name his mother had said.
He had heard the phone ringing from his room upstairs and had been on
his way down to get it when it had stopped ringing. It hadn’t been until he heard his mother
answer that he had realized she had gotten up to answer it herself.
“Mother you shouldn’t
have gotten up; you know what the doctors said.”
Shiori smiled as she
handed the phone to her son.
“I know dear, but I
can’t sit still all day you know. I’m
fine, just a little tired. Now talk to
your friend; I’m going to go back and sit down again.”
Reaching up the
loving woman gently set her hand on her son’s cheek before moving back into the
living room, giving him some privacy.
Watching his mother go
back to her chair Kurama sighed slightly before putting the phone to his ear.
“Yusuke?”
There was an audible
sigh of relief and Kurama couldn’t help but grin slightly. It seemed that there was something that could
make the Great Spirit Detective nervous; he supposed he could understand
though.
-“Yeah. Uhh…your mom?”-
Kurama chuckled as he
took another look into the living room.
“Yes, she just got
back from the hospital today. The
doctors let her out on the condition that she relax.”
There was another
sigh on the line.
-“That’s good.”-
Kurama waited,
knowing there had to be a reason for Yusuke to call him. He certainly hadn’t expected the other teen
to call so soon. When nothing was
forthcoming and the only thing he could really hear was distant laughing he
spoke up, frowning slightly.
“Yusuke?”
-“…I have another
mission but…”-
Kurama frowned again,
unaware that his mother was watching from her place in the living room,
studying his expressions.
“But
what?”
-“….Yuki hasn’t woken
up yet.”-
Surprise was the main
emotion the red head felt, worry was another.
“She should have
woken up by now though.”
A hum of agreement
was his answer.
-“Umm…could you watch
Yuki for me? This mission is one I
definitely can’t put off and….I don’t trust my
mother.”-
Kurama blinked,
confused before nodding.
“Of course; I would be
happy to take her Yusuke. How about I come by your place to collect some of her things before
you come back here with me to drop her off. Do you know how long you’ll be gone?”
-“No. It’s supposed to be a tournament for some old
hag Genkai to find her apprentice. I’m
supposed to win to make sure some demon by the name of Rando doesn’t get her powers. So hopefully not to long.”-
Kurama choked on a
laugh.
“Obviously Koenma decided not to tell Yusuke that should he win he
would be training with Genkai. But
Rando…yes I have heard of a demon by that name.
The Human Hunter I believe they call him. Should he get a hold of Genkai’s technique
there is no telling when he’ll stop killing.”
“Alright
Yusuke. I’ll leave now then
alright? I’ll check on Yuki-chan once I
get there as well. She might just be
over exhausted but you can never be too careful.”
-“Yeah,
hey thanks Kurama. You’re a life
saver. I was really worried about her.”-
Kurama nodded his
understanding.
“I understand. I’ll see you in a bit Yusuke.”
Exchanging a few more
words Kurama finally hung up the phone and reached for his coat hanging beside
the door.
“Shuichi?”
Kurama paused and
turned to look at his mother. Smiling he
made his way over to her after grabbing his coat.
“I’m going to go over
to a friend house for a bit mother. He
has to go away for a while and for some reason didn’t trust his mother with his
little sisters care. She’s only eight
years old and I offered to watch her should he need me to. Is that alright? I don’t know how long she would be staying.”
Shiori smiled
brightly as she gripped her son’s hands in her own.
“It’s perfectly fine dear, it might be nice to have a child in the house
again. And a little girl too! Is she alright though? You sounded worried.”
Kurama shrugged.
“I’m not sure. She should be though. I’m going to check up on her once I get
there. I’ll see you soon though, ok
mother? Get some rest while I’m gone.”
Shiori watched her
son carefully for a moment, judging for herself
whether things were really alright or not for herself, before nodding.
“Alright, I’ll rest
for a bit dear. But I will have lunch
ready when you get back with your friends alright?”
Kurama smiled.
“That’s fine
mother. I’ll see you soon then.”
With a final smile
Kurama walked out the door, closing it softly behind him.
“Hmm, perhaps I’ll
get the room next to Shuichi’s ready.”
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Kurama blinked as he
stood outside the door of the Urameshi apartment. His sense of smell was strong, but even
so…even standing outside the door the smell of alcohol was almost overwhelming.
“It wasn’t that bad the other night.
Though Hiei did say that the Urameshi’s mother was
drunk when he dropped Yuki off the night of the full moon. And he said that she wasn’t even aware that
her children weren’t home. Is that why
Yusuke asked me to watch Yuki rather than his mother?”
Shaking off his
thoughts quickly Kurama raised his hands and knocked on the door, making sure
he knocked hard enough to be heard over anything in the building.
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Yusuke looked up as
he heard a knock on the front door.
Glancing back at his sister Yusuke rose from his place on the bed and
made his way quickly out into the hall way.
“Yuuuusuke!”
Yusuke scowled as he
glanced into the living room.
“What is it mother of
the year.”
Atsuko Urameshi
either ignored her sons sarcasm or; more than likely;
didn’t hear it.
“Where
ya going Yuuusuke?! Hahaha!”
Yusuke’s scowl became
even more pronounced as he looked at his obviously drunk
mother sprawled out in the living room among her numerous empty bottles.
“Seriously?! I just cleaned that room up
yesterday! That means that all those
bottles are from today alone! There has
to be at least a pack, if not more. Glad
I called Kurama. Speaking of…”
“I’m not going
anywhere yet.”
Scowling one last
time as his mother laughed drunkenly Yusuke continued past the living room and
stopped at the door just as another knock sounded. Opening the door Yusuke softened his scowl as
he caught the emerald eyes of the red headed thief.
“Hey
Kurama. Thanks for this.”
Kurama smiled as he
caught Yusuke’s slightly annoyed but grateful brown eyes. His sensitive hearing had enabled him to hear
some of what was said inside a few moments before.
“It’s no problem
Yusuke. I rather liked Yuki with the
little bit of time I got to spend with her while she was awake. And Hiei seemed especially fond of her.”
Yusuke blinked as he
moved to the side, allowing the other teen into the hall.
“Yeah…about
that…what’s up with that?”
Kurama chuckled,
doing his best to ignore the smell of alcohol that had become nearly
overwhelming the moment he had stepped into the apartment.
“I’m not particularly
sure actually. When Yuki-chan’s soul was
finally retrieved, her powers activated while I was gone and Hiei was watching
her. He sat outside the room until I got
home that night, watching over her. A
few days later she woke up, and Hiei again stayed with her, helping her with
the pain she felt.”
Kurama smiled again
as he looked at Yusuke’s stunned face out of the corner of his eye.
“In all the time I
have known him, I have never seen Hiei act with such
care. Especially
towards a human.”
Yusuke glanced over
at the red headed demon as he began to lead the other away from the door.
“Why did you take her
from the forest?”
Kurama paused
momentarily as they began to pass by the living room. Looking at the woman sprawled out laughing
and drinking in the living room in what appeared to be her pajamas Kurama
cringed slightly.
“You can see why I
asked you to take care of her for me.”
Kurama nodded though
he knew it wasn’t a question.
“Yes. But to answer your question it was Hiei who
took Yuki-chan that day. He caught her
as she passed out and carried her all the way to my house. He said that he wasn’t just going to leave a
child as she was.”
Yusuke blinked,
slightly shocked at the actions of the three-eyed demon.
“Wow…that’s
unexpected.”
Kurama chuckled as
they came to a stop outside an open door.
“True. I was rather surprised as well. Now what do we have here?”
Yusuke frowned in
concern as he looked into the room.
“I had Botan take a
look at her but she could find nothing wrong.
She hasn’t moved once since you brought her home.”
Kurama hummed to
himself as he surveyed the room. Hiei
had told him what he had seen of the house, and even though he hadn’t truly
said anything he had made it perfectly clear without words how displeased he
was. But he really hadn’t expected this.
You couldn’t even
really tell that the room belonged to a girl of eight. There were no toys scattered about or
brightly colored pillows on the bed. It
was odd really.
“It doesn’t look like
a little girls room does it?”
Emerald eyes met
brown.
“Our mother doesn’t
work, as you can probably guess. I can’t
remember if she ever has. As far as I’m
aware we live off of child support.”
Kurama glanced around
the room again.
“Yuki-chan is adopted
though isn’t she? So child support would
only apply for you correct?”
He had definitely
noticed the foreign appearance of the youngest Urameshi. Though the pair looked enough alike that he
supposed they could pass for half-siblings or something like that.
“Right. I found her nearly buried in the snow one Christmas, she was around two I’d guess. I brought her back to the house and warmed
her up, she was nearly blue.”
Kurama’s eyes
widened.
“Could that have been it? The
reason her powers aren’t as normal humans are.
Most humans can manifest their spiritual energy into a weapon, or use it
for healing or other special gifts. But
never have I heard of a human who could manifest an element or sub element like
Yuki seems to be able to. Could that
incident have affected her spiritual powers?
Could it have adapted in order to ensure she survived?”
“So then, your mother
wouldn’t get child support from her would she?”
He would put those
thoughts to the side for now; and discuss them with Hiei before he brought it up
to either of the siblings. Yusuke
shrugged.
“I would have thought
that too but…when I was old enough to understand these things I went ahead and
checked. The amount of money we got each
month increased around the time Yuki joined the family. There is no listed source or anything like
that, just an increase in money. It was
after that that I began withdrawing a certain amount of money each month.”
“Yusuke! Yuki!
Mommy’s going out for some fun!”
Yusuke glanced back
over his shoulder at the door, as did Kurama as they heard the woman stumble
out the door.
“So that we would
have the money for the things Yuki and I needed and so that our mother wouldn’t
spend it all on her drinks.”
Kurama frowned in
concern as he turned his eyes back to the other teen.
“Is it always like
this?”
Yusuke blinked before
grinning.
“Most of the time,
but it has gotten better.”
Kurama’s emerald eyes
showed his doubt even though he said nothing as he made his way over to the
still girls side.
“Right; well let’s
have a look at her.”
Yusuke nodded,
watching with worried brown eyes as the red headed demon looked over his
sister. Blinking, Yusuke thought over
their previous conversation for a moment before turning his attention back to
the demon.
“Wait a minute what
powers?”
Kurama paused in his
scanning to look back at the Spirit Detective, emerald eyes amused.
“…You’re just now
catching onto that?”
Yusuke scowled,
shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans.
“That’s not the
point.”
Kurama chuckled
thoroughly amused by the detective’s embarrassment.
“Yes well; I’m not
entirely sure how it happened but apparently Yuki-chan has power over ice.”
Yusuke blinked as he
watched the demon stand beside his sister’s bed.
“…Ice?”
Kurama nodded.
“I’m not really sure
myself as I have only seen it once and she was unconscious at the time so I
can’t tell you much about it.”
Yusuke turned to
study his sister, silently watching her as he thought.
“…So…is that why
she’s always been so cold to the touch?”
Kurama looked up.
“She’s always been
that way then?”
Yusuke shrugged as he
moved over to the closet.
“Far
as I know. Is she going to need
training for this?”
Kurama paused at the
insightful question form the detective. Seemed that there was more to the young detective than there
appeared.
“It would probably be
for the best. But I think we’ve got that
covered. Hiei mentioned something to
me. Or rather; he came back mumbling
about foolish girls who thought they could train on their own.”
Yusuke cringed as he
pulled two duffel bags from his sister’s closet.
“That sounds like
something she would do. Yuki can be
extremely stubborn and doesn’t often ask for help. Especially since she is
sometimes picked on by the kids in her class.”
Kurama frowned as he
gently brushed his hand over the dual colored hair. Children often isolated those who they felt
were different from them. And while Yuki
held no accent to instantly make her stand out, her appearance was enough.
“I see. Well right now I can’t find anything truly
wrong with her. I’ll be able to check
her more thoroughly once we get her to my house. And if I can’t find anything and she doesn’t
get any better I’m sure Hiei will be able and willing to help.”
Yusuke smiled as he
set the bags on the foot of the bed.
“Thanks
Kurama; for everything.”
Kurama smiled as well
as he took the bags and slung them over his shoulder.
“You’re welcome
Yusuke. I’ll take care of her for as
long as you need me to.”
Yusuke grinned as he
bent and scooped Yuki out of her blankets and into his arms.
“It should only be a
few days at the most. This tournament
shouldn’t last that long.”
Kurama stifled a
chuckle.
“If
you say so Yusuke. …What is she
wearing?!”
Yusuke blinked;
confused by both statements before looking down at the black cloth he had only
truly recognized after Kurama had explained things to him.
“Apparently
Hiei’s cloak. I had thought it
looked familiar but couldn’t place it until you said something. She hasn’t let go of the thing since she was
returned, so I just wrapped her up in it.”
Kurama’s eyes widened
as his suspicions were confirmed.
“Could it be though? Could that
be the reason…?”
“Huh…I’ll have to ask
him about that. Though I’m not sure
he’ll answer; he can be rather tight lipped at times.”
Yusuke smirked as he
shifted to cradle the small form in his arms.
“I can imagine that.”
Kurama chuckled.
“Is this everything?”
He lifted the two
bags slightly. Yusuke nodded.
“Yeah, the smaller of
the two is mine. The other has some of
Yuki’s things; including her house keys.”
Kurama frowned again
at the small bags of the two but nodded anyway.
“Right. Ready to go?”
Yusuke grinned and
nodded.
“Lead the way.”
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Yusuke looked around
curiously as he followed slightly behind Kurama down a neat and obviously
upper-class street. They had passed out
of the sector of town where he had lived all of his life just a little bit ago
but the difference was already quite obvious.
The houses here were just that; houses.
There were no apartment buildings in this sector of town. Only upscale houses. He had never really had a need to go to this
part of the city; even though it wasn’t especially far from either one of their
schools.
After all, the gangs
and people he had wanted to fight stayed out of this part of the city
mostly. And with the way his mother was
there was no way they would ever be living in such a place so he hadn’t seen a
need to come here. Taking one more look
around Yusuke glanced over at the red head.
“You live out here?”
Kurama looked over at
the Spirit Detective for a moment.
“Yes. For as long as I can
remember really. We live in a
rather large house actually. There are
three floors and around six bedrooms I think.
Though I know there are others rooms which could be changed.”
Yusuke blinked.
“Why so much
room? It’s just you and your mom isn’t
it?”
Kurama nodded as they
turned up another street.
“Yes. I asked her that same question myself once
actually. She told me that once, my father and her had wanted to have a large
family. But my father was killed before
they could have any more than me. And
she didn’t want to raise me anywhere other than the house my father had chosen
for us. That was all she would ever
say.”
Yusuke hummed
slightly but didn’t say anything more as they came to a stop on the stoop of an
admittedly large house. Taking a glance
at the detective Kurama chuckled a moment before opening the door and entering,
holding the door open for the siblings before closing and locking the door
behind them.
“Mother, I’m home.”
He knew for a fact
that his mother wouldn’t be sitting in her chair reading. She wouldn’t have been able to sit still that
long he was sure. And he was right as
his mother came down the stairs, smiling at them as she wiped her hands on the
apron she had tied onto her waist.
“Shuichi dear, good I
just finished. And you must be
Yusuke-kun correct?”
Yusuke blushed
slightly but bowed to the woman as best he could with his sister in his arms.
“Yes mam. Just Yusuke is
fine though.”
Shiori smiled at him
before turning her attention to the small form in his arms. Seeing the state the child was in Shiori
gasped and rushed forward, hovering worriedly.
“Is she alright? Should we call a doctor? She looks so pale.”
Kurama smiled and
gently took hold of his mothers shoulders, causing her
attention to turn to him rather than the uncomfortable Detective.
“She’ll be fine
mother. She was sick recently so she
will sleep for a while. I’m not sure
when she’ll wake though.”
Shiori studied her
son for a moment before nodding.
“Alright
dear. Set her on the couch
then. I’ve got a few more things to do.”
Kurama sighed but
nodded as Yusuke stepped forward once more.
“Thank you for
watching my sister for me Shiori-san. I
hope not to be gone too long.”
Shiori smiled at the
polite boy.
“It’s no trouble at
all. You are both welcome here. And don’t you worry about a thing, she’ll be
just fine.”
With one last smile
she moved through a door to their right and disappeared, giving the boys so
privacy. Gesturing for Yusuke to follow
Kurama led him into the living room where Yusuke set his sister gently on the
couch. Brushing his hand over her hair
softly Yusuke spoke to her in low soft tones for a moment before standing and
turning his attention to Kurama.
“Thanks again
Kurama. I owe you one.”
Kurama smiled as he
led Yusuke back to the door.
“Everything will be
fine Yusuke. As soon as Hiei gets here
I’ll have him take a look at her. And he
should be coming by within the next couple of days, if not hours.”
Yusuke nodded as he
turned to leave, before pausing.
Glancing back over his shoulder at the red head he grinned.
“And tell Hiei thanks
for me too would ya?”
Kurama chuckled, emerald eyes alight with laughter as he
nodded. After a few more words the two
parted ways. Yusuke left on his way to
Genkai’s tournament and Kurama to talk his mother into resting some, leaving
Yuki to rest on the couch for the moment, safely encased in Hiei’s cloak.
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“Where am I? What is this
place?”
“Your
mind.”
“My mind?”
“Yes.”
“Who are you?”
“I am your partner.”
“Partner?”
“Yes.”
“Where are you? I can’t see
anything.”
“It is up to you to find me. Only once you find me will we truly be
partners. You must battle this snow
storm to do that.”
“Snow storm? But I’m not cold.”
“You are a child of ice. The cold will not affect you.”
“Do you at least have a name?”
“We will see if you can hear my
name once we meet. Now find me, Yuki
Urameshi.”
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A/N: Well there we go
people!
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