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A Thief's Pet	By : HuntressoftheDawn Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Het - Male/Female Views: 6291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Youko held you close as you walked through a room full of loud, obnoxious, even drunk male demons. These eight demons would decide your fate. You hadn't slept the night before and that made everything worse. It was too loud, too bright, and too terrifying. The room was set up in a pseudo official style. Two tables a decent distance apart faced each other. One table sat in between the two. Youko and you took a seat at one table and Yomi with one of his friends, a snake demon named Saito, sat at the other. Since Youko, who usually mediated the trial was on your side, Kuronue sat alone at the table in between. Kuronue stood up and the room went quiet.
"Jun, do you understand why you are here?" Kuronue address both you and the crowd. He continued once you nodded. "We are gathered here today, because you attacked Yomi. Any demon that strikes a superior is punished by death unless the majority rules against it. Prove that your actions were justifiable or that your death would be a great loss to our community. Yomi state you case first."
"I went into Youko's room to show him some of my new plans for a raid," Yomi began. "I didn't see him in the room, but heard some noise in the bathroom. Assuming, it was Youko I entered the bathroom. I soon realized that it wasn't Youko in the bathroom, but that lady. Maybe I should have turned around right there, but what male turned away from a naked female?"
Yomi paused as the crowd agreed and cheered him.
"What kind of man leers at his friend's woman?" Youko raised his voice above the crowd.
The crowd quickly grew silent. Youko's words convinced them that Yomi was in the foul.
"Good point." Yomi started his case again. "Never the less, I looked and asked her were Youko was. She refused to answer. When I insisted that she tell or I would wait for him there with her, she grew angry. Instead of telling me to leave she just attacked. Soaking me with a tide of water and hollering at me to leave. I was so stunned; I didn't have time to react. Youko must have heard the ruckus, because the next thing I knew he was standing in the doorway. He told me to leave and that was the end. That little she-devil cannot be trusted. Any female who attacks a male cannot be trusted. It is unnatural and perverse."
Yomi sat down and the crowd began talking and muttering. Kuronue stood up and the crowd immediately went silent. Youko and Kuronue were highly respected by the thieves, but you doubted Youko's favor alone would save your life.
"Do you agree with that story Jun?" Kuronue asked as he sat down.
"Only slightly, sir." You stood up. "Yomi did walk in on me while I was bathing and he did leer at my body."
A small chuckle traveled across the room and Yomi blushed.
"However," You continued, "he did not ask for Youko. He just laughed and said, 'I guess he isn't in here.' Then I asked him to leave. He refused saying he could stay there until all the bubbles left and I was left uncovered. He also said that if Youko did walk in on the situation, he would lie and say it was an accident and just happened a second ago. I was scared. I didn't want to dishonor Master Youko by having his servant in such a predicament."
The crowd nodded in agreement.
"I shouldn't have lost my cool," You began to waiver, "I could feel the shame and fear rise up inside of me. I only meant to splash some water on his shoes and yelled at him to leave. However, I powers seemed to have awakened at that time and did a little more that I expected…"
Yomi saw this as and opportunity. If he could not make your actions wrong, he would make you seem like a liability.
"She cannot even control her own powers." Yomi interrupted. "They are rough and unrefined. She is useless. She has never once been in a raid and only helped serve the whole complex for a few weeks before she lost her privileges. Which would have been fine if she was going to be a thief and help on raids, but Youko cannot even train her yet. She is eating our food and using our resources without giving anything back!"
The crowd went into an uproar. They jeered at you and spat in your direction. If Youko weren't by your side, they would have killed you on the spot.
"I AM NOT!" You shouted as you stood up. "I trained myself to be a healer while I was in lock down!"
The crowd silenced. Kuronue stood up.
"We recently lost our healer." Kuronue bowed his head in remembrance. "If what you claim is true, we would require your services right away and everyday there after."
"I say it's a lie to save her life," Yomi chimed in. "Who would have trained her? Self trained means she's useless in our line of work."
"I understand your concern Yomi," Kuronue nodded, "which is why I plan to test her. I can assume that everyone here agrees that if Jun can heal our injured she is worth keeping here and she would be absolved of her crime?"
The crowd roared in agreement.
"Bring our Kazuki!" Kuronue announced. Two demons left and returned carrying out an injured demon on a stretcher, "Kazuki was on a raid with us when a poisonous dart hit him. Poison is some thing we are threatened with on every raid. Save him, and you will be saved."

The crowd nodded and left.

Attached to the greenhouse, there was an infirmary. That was your second stop. Before you got there, you quickly went to Youko's room and grabbed your book. The demons that had taken Kazuki to the infirmary had left already. An unconscious Kazuki lay on the bed. You looked at him. He was still breathing. His heartbeat was quick though. The wound from where the dart had hit him was purple. You shook your head. Basic first aid could clean and dress the wound. You grabbed a towel and some rubbing alcohol. While you poured the alcohol on the cloth, you examined the patient closer. He was sweating, probably from a fever, and took shallow breaths. You lightly tapped the wound with the towel. After you had cleaned the wound and dried it, you wrapped up him upper arm. Whoever shot him got him right in his upper arm like they were giving him a vaccine, instead of the deadly poison. Then you placed a cool towel on his head and sat down with your book. You paged though the book in the greenhouse, trying to match your knowledge of Kazuki's symptoms with the various causes of poisons. Frustrated, you held your head in your hands. There were too many possibilities! How could you narrow it down?
"Great job!" You thought. "You held off your death for a few hours and now you have his death on your conscious."
"Oh, don't say that!" You heard mint call. "What's wrong?"
"Unless I can heal Kazuki," You walked over to the mint plant. "I'll be killed for attacking a higher up. Even though Yomi is at fault. He shouldn't have looked at me while bathing. But, that's not the big problem. Do you know anything about poisons?"
You felt the mint plants energy change from playful to serious. It was as if she was deep in thought.
"A little bit." She answered slowly, "What are his symptoms? I can tell he is sweating from the increased humidity in the air. What else?"
"Fever, trouble breathing, quicken heartbeat…" You listed. "The symptoms are all common of most poisons."
"But the wound," Mint insisted, "That's where all the answers are. I assumed you already cleaned the wound so you can't taste his blood for traces of the poison. However, were there any markings?"
"The wound was purple," You explained, "I thought that was from an infection. Also his skin is yellow. I checked his pupils. They were dilated.
"Oh!" Mint's voice beamed with excitement, "That's a simple poison caused by the nightshade family of plants. Solanine is the culprit. You need Atropine. A natural enemy of solanine."
"Atropa belladonna!" Mint called. "Jun here needs your help!"
"Why did you wake me mint?" A female voice called back. "I was having a most wonderful dream."
"She's a bit of a prima donna." Mint explained. "Go talk to her."
You walked over to a small shrub. It had small bell shaped leaves that were purple with a green tint. Shiny black berries hung from the branches. They were only about a centimeter around and had a faint scent.
"I'm sorry to bother you Atropa belladonna," You bowed, "I need some of your berries to cure a demon. He was poisoned with Solanine."
You felt a burning hatred pulsating from her when you finished your sentence and you wondered what you had said that was wrong.
"OOooh, that solanine!" Atropa belladonna exclaimed. "I hate him so much! Take as many berries as you need. However, I expect a full report of the recovering and want no traces of solanine left in his system."
"Of course!" You agreed as you carefully took the berries from her branches.
"And one more thing," She called out before you left. "I want a lullaby so I can sleep again."
"Just let me prepared the medicine and give it to him." You smiled. "Then I'll sing you a wonderful song."
You got out your book and prepared the Atropine antidote. Carefully, you gave him the medicine. Once you replaced his towel, you went out to the greenhouse again. You found a placed close to Atropa belladonna was began to sing.
"I walk without a cut through a stained glass wall. Weaker in my eyesight, the candle in my grip and words that have no form are falling from my lips. These dreams go on when I close my eyes. Every second of the night, I live another life. These dreams, that sleep when it's cold outside. Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away. There's something out there I can't resist. I need to hide away from the pain. The sweetest song is silence that I've ever heard. Funny, how your feet in dreams never touch the earth. In a wood full of princes, freedom is a kiss. But the prince hides his face from dreams in the mist."
You walked closer to the plant. You grazed your hand over her leaves and felt a cool calm aura. She was asleep. A smile crept to your face without you knowing.
"Do you usually sing to the plants?" A voice asked.
You quickly turned to face the unexpected visitor. It was Youko.
"Y-yes." You blushed.
"I heard that talking to plants helps them grow," Youko ran his fingers through the leaves of a plant. "I don't understand why. It's not like they can hear you."
"Yes they can." You said, shocked that Youko was a plant demon and couldn't hear the plants. "Here."
You lead Youko to Mint. From behind him, you placed his hands over the plant.
"Now close your eyes…" You whispered. "Can you feel her breath?"
Youko was silent for a moment. Then he threw his hands to the side and turned away from you and Mint. You felt the pain she was in from his rejection and winced.
"Why am I doing this?" He grumbled. "I came to see Kazuki."
"Of course." You shook your head and tried to hide what you felt.
Youko went over to Kazuki and studied his subordinate with the kind of attention a father would give his son. You hadn't noticed during the trial Youko held himself differently around his men. He was taller, stronger. His posture let everyone around him now that he meant business, but he also had an air that emphasized brotherhood with the men. Breaking out of the control Youko's present demanded, you decided to speak.
"He's doing better." The words fell from your mouth. "His breathing and heart beat has become regular. He should be right as rain in a few hours if not sooner, if he gets his rest."
Youko seemed impatient and walked back out to the greenhouse.
"What happened?" Youko questioned.
"Solanine poisoning," You swiftly replied. "Probably on the tip of the arrow or whatever hit his arm. Atropine was the simplest solution. I prepared it as a liquid and then poured it down his throat. I also cleaned the wound to prevent other bacteria from infecting the area."
Youko gave you a stern look. You wondered if you did something wrong. Staring at the ground, you began to back up.
"How did you learn all of this?" Youko asked. "Why didn't you come forward sooner?"
Your head started to race. How could you explain this? “The plants told me?” He didn't even believe they could speak, why would he believe they knew medicine? You decided to lie.
"I really hadn't given it much thought." You began slowly forming your story. "My mother taught me a few basic things. I didn't think it would be much help. Plus, I found a book in the greenhouse and had a-."
"A book?" Youko interrupted.
"Yes." You walked over to the book and Youko followed. You then handed it to him.
"I've been reading this since you first let me into the greenhouse." You explained. "I figured it would be a good idea to understand the plants I was taking care of. The only difficult thing is to diagnosis the patient."
Silently, Youko paged through the book. He was solemn. You thought he was be ecstatic that you healed Kazuki. Youko held his head and handed you the book. He seemed confused or caught between two emotions.
"You'll have to supervise Kazuki until night fall." Youko told you.
"That's fine." You smiled. "It will give me some time to focus on my reading."
You gestured to your book. Breaking out of the presence that engulfed him, he smiled and tussled your hair. With that small caring smile, Youko left you with your plants.

You left a small tug on your heartstrings as he left. Then you felt something new. A quiet, dim feeling you couldn't name that demanded attention. It longed for more than a pat on the head from Youko. What it wanted exactly, you didn't know.

Darkness had covered the greenhouse. A small light was on near the infirmary. This was your favorite part of the greenhouse. The plants gave off a soft purr when they slept and made the place all the more welcoming. Closing your book, you stretched. Midnight, the clock on the wall read. Time to retire for the night, you thought. You went to the infirmary to check on Kazuki one more time. His fever had disappeared completely. Removing his towel and fixing his sheets you figured he would he up and normal in a few days. You smiled. The greenhouse was working its magic. It was no secret that the presence of the plants had a healing effect. You flipped the light switch and slowly closed the door. The door softly clicked. Swiftly after, someone grabbed your arm and twisted it around your back. They then grabbed your other arm and pulled you close.
"Shhh, little one," The voice that belonged to your capture purred. "You wouldn't want to wake your patient."
You froze. You knew that voice all too well.
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