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This is a private rp between Samani and Night Kunoichi. Please do not post!

The story so far...



Side Stories RP

Kiseki blinked and checked her watch, ruffling her short blonde hair. Yusuke was very late. Not that she was surprised since he was the kind of guy who likely would be late to his own funeral. She also knew that the Spirit Detective did not like being rushed in any way. Still, six minutes before the boat leaves is cutting it pretty close. Furrowing her light eyebrows over her bright blue eyes, Kiseki bit her lip.

"He is. Then again, it is Yusuke. But he is cutting it pretty close."

Hiei, who had his hands shoved into his pockets scoffed, "Tch, the fool probably got scared and decided not to show. Funny since I would have figured that this oaf would be the first to run." He gestured to Kuwabara, "How disappointing."

The healer glared at him but elected to keep quiet for the sake of not starting a scene. While she would not admit it, all of these demons around her, most far bigger than herself, made her very uncomfortable. Many would pass by their group and would stare at her. Had they been humans she would have thought that they were just staring at her scars but these demon would watch with hungry gazes, some even taking the time to lick their lips. It made her pale when she thought about how some of these monsters might actually eat humans. And she was the smallest human there.

She noticed that Kuwabara was getting similar looks as her but he either didn't notice, didn't care or was pretending not to care. Kiseki was finding it hard to do any of those. There was only one person shorter than her and that was Kira but even she was a demon, even if she seemed to be uncomfortable as well. At this point, Kiseki would trade with her since she wasn't getting the same looks as her.

"Hey guys! Glad you could make it!"

Everyone in the group, and even the rest of the horde, turned to see who had spoken. Relief settled over Kiseki when she saw Yusuke himself. His hair wasn't slicked back like it normally was and a weariness seemed to hang about him, but otherwise he appeared to be in good shape. She was no prodigy when it came to sensing energy, in fact she was the worst at it out of the group, but even she could tell that Yusuke's Spirit Energy had drastically increased.

It was then that Kiseki's blue eyes locked onto a figure that was standing next to the Spirit Detective. Well, Kira was no longer the shortest of the group. Whoever this person was, they must have been about 4'10. The eighteen year old had no idea what their face looked like since it was wrapped up in some sort of cloth so only the eyes could be seen. And the frame of this fighter (or at least that's what Kiseki assumed this person was) gave nothing away as to what gender it might be. The frame was small and seemingly wispy, small for a boy but not necessarily unlikely yet it still hinted at feminine touches. But there were no curves to be seen. Actually, had Kiseki not known any better from Yusuke, she would have thought that this person was a child.

"Way to cut it close Yusuke." Kiseki taunted with a relieved grin, folding her arms beneath her bosom.

Hiei, however, suddenly moved, leaving nothing but an afterimage until he was standing next to the high school boy, "Detective."

Before Yusuke could fully face the apparition that was his teammate, Hiei pulled his sword from his sheath and that was the last Kiseki could see. She knew that they were moving and she was positive that Hiei was swinging his sword at Urameshi but as far as tracking the specific movements and attacks, that was impossible for the healer. Then, just as suddenly it started, it stopped, with Yusuke holding the blade of Hiei's sword between his fingers. The demon smirked and sheathed the weapon.

"I don't know how you did it," he said, "But your skills are ALMOST adequate."

"Aww, thanks short stuff, that's a pretty big compliment from you. So are we married now?"

"Watch it, detective." Hiei warned but let the threat hang there.

As they boarded the ship, Kiseki struggling a bit to make it up the incline onto the deck, she stiffled a shriek when a large demon made his way past her and gave a soft growl at her before licking it's lips, eyes gleaming darkly and then continuing on. Her face then turned red when she found that she had pressed herself into Kurama and quickly pulled away, not looking him in the eye.

"Um...None of these demons....eat.... humans do they?" she asked quietly, keeping a close eye on any others that pass by.

Kiseki paled considerably at Kurama's answer. Personally she had just hoped for a 'no' but evidently that was too much for her to ask. It was so easy to talk about coming along, even forcing it so she would be coming along but now that she was actually here, surrounded by all of these monsters that barely resembled anything humanoid, it was much different. Even if Kurama had made it clear that none would harm her while they were near her, it was still a terrifying prospect to consider.

"Well...." She murmured shakily, "Guess I can't really complain...I DID ask for this. Demanded it in fact....I just didn't expect it to be so....."

Her words stuck in her throat when she tried to say 'terrifying' she suddenly did not want to admit in front of a huge crowd demons that she was afraid of them. It seemed to her that they would get more enjoyment out of it so she thought of an alternative.

"Different." She amended then added, "Suddenly, my car accident doesn't seem so bad..."

Hiei, who happened to just walk by sneered at her, "This is the world of the apparitions and here only the strong survive. If you can't handle it then you shouldn't have volunteered to come along in the first place."

He cast his red gaze down at her and she bristled at his attitude. She didn't like Hiei and it was clear to her that he did not like her. Even if he did hate Kuwabara more, it was still obvious he held a distaste for her.

"Who said I can't handle it? You don't see me running and screaming yet do you?"

"The screaming, no, though I'm sure that will change. The running though," He flicked his gaze down to her ruined left knee that she has to limp on, "seems like something that won't happen anytime soon."

"You son of a-!"

"Hey, guys!" Yusuke laughed, getting between the two at the perfect time since Kiseki had lurched forward as if she had aimed to attack him, "Let's get along now, we're going to be spending a few weeks at this island together anyways, might as well make the most of it."

Kiseki glared at Hiei who glared right back. But she was glad that Yusuke butted in. It had caused her to calm down just enough to realize that she had just attempted to something incredibly stupid and no doubt Kurama would berate her for it later. That or wound himself again in some other way to scare her and conveniently "forget" to tell her that it wouldn't kill him.

At Kuwabara's comment, she smiled mischievously, "Oh what, Kira and I aren't pretty? Thanks Kuwabara."

Hiei scoffed and stepped forward, "This isn't a cruise you oaf, merely a ship to get us to the island. They aim to do an elimination process so only one team will be left standing."

"Well that's nice of them."Kiseki said sarcastically, "Hey Yusuke, you ready to kick some demon a**?"

She blinked bemusedly when there was no response and turned to see just what the detective was doing that he could not answer her. Her blue eyes found the high schooler sitting on the ground, legs sprawled out before him and his head lolling forward so she could not see his face. For a moment she thought that he might have been hurt, that one of the demons had sneaked around and attacked. Then she heard a soft snore and her jaw dropped.

"Oh you have got to be ******** kidding me....." She said before shrieking, "Are you actually sleeping, Yusuke?! Really?!"

Kiseki limped over to him and began to shake him roughly yet it did not rouse him. She tried again, shaking even harder and still nothing worked. Hiei stepped over and looked at Yusuke critcally.

"It would seem that his training has taken effect. Don't bother. He won't wake up anytime soon."

Unsteadily, she rose to her feet, scowling, "Well he picked a hell of a time to take a power nap."

Kiseki nodded weakly, limping over towards the captain but made sure to keep her distance as she didn't feel overly comfortable with the ship captain. The demons, she noticed, all rushed forward to surround her friends and suddenly she wasn't so worried about herself. She didn't want them to get hurt but then again, this was also the reason why she wanted to come along. To help them if they did get hurt.

The demons closed in, drawing closer and closer to the team until they all charged. Hiei moved swiftly, drawing his Katana so it sang along it's sheath into the night. When he struck, the sword became nothing but a silver blur and it easily sliced through the yielding flesh of demons. There was a spray of blood but he was already moving to his next target before it could touch him.

The masked fighter was easily dispatching of enemies, despite his small size. Watching the fluidity and speed of his movements made Kiseki's eyes bulge. From what she could tell this fighter was human yet he was performing these amazing feats of acrobatics and easily knocking out demons despite his small size. It was stunning to see and Kiseki felt a bit envious since she could not even so much as run, let alone do things like this.

What was even more impressive was Kurama. She had never seen him in action before and the expression on his face was almost serene, as if he were merely lazing about a Sunday afternoon instead of fighting for his life. And his weapon, the Rose Whip or he so called it, was dazzling. It enthralled her as he had pulled out a harmless rose from beneath his hair and then flicked it once and it suddenly erupted into a long, green and thorny whip. What was even more surprising was it's effectiveness. Kiseki watched with wide eyes as it sliced clean through demons as efficiently as Hiei's sword.

Her eyes then flicked to a demon, one that had just barely escaped from Kurama's attack, who broke free of the group, bleeding in several places. His blood was black, instead of red. He was also large, but as monstrously huge as some of the others. The demon saw her and rushed, faster than she could have imagined, he was on her and his great hands with long claws were on her throat. He squeezed and she felt her air slowly become cut off from her lungs. Kiseki gasped and choked, trying desperately to fight down some air and get his hands off her but could not make it work. He forced her back against the railing, bending her upper torso slightly over the edge.

"You're helpless..." He growled.

Her eyes shot open, realizing that he wasn't going to let go and if she didn't get him off, she would die. Kiseki tapped into her energy and brought it to cover her hands, glowing and crackling a toxic purple. If she merely hurt him, it would likely send him into a rage and he would attack again, likely using more force. She had to make sure that he didn't get back up.

'Well guess now is a good time to try that move I was thinking about.' she thought.

Then she shot her hand forward, towards the demon's stomach. The moment her energy made contact with his skin it began to destroy and cut any cells it came in contact with until it became soft and mushy and black with in seconds. She powered her hand inward and up towards his heart until her fingers closed around the organ, she pumped out more energy and completely necrotized the cardiac tissue therein. His eyes grew wide and then he dropped heavily to the deck, sliding with a sickening squealch off her hand, dead. All she could do, was stare with wide eyes at the first creature she ever killed, pale as death, dead tissue and blood dribbling off her hand and arm. And she could only whisper one thing...

"I'm not helpless."

It was hard to believe it only took a few minutes to completely eliminate all of those demons. Yusuke, surprisingly untouched from the entire ordeal, snored softly again, muttered something about losers and then fell quiet again, still slumped against the rail. He never once opened his eyes despite the noise that had gone on around them.

Hiei scoffed at the bodies, "Amateurs."

He slung the blood off his blade a few times before sheathing it again and buried his hands in this pockets. The demon easily stepped over the corpses littered across the deck, not at all concerned if he stepped in the puddles of blood. He stopped infront of Kira and looked at her sharply.

"Well, you're weapons forming is pitiful...but passable. What on earth made you back yourself in a corner, woman?"

Over at the rail, Kiseki still stood, staring down at the demon she killed, feeling a mixture of fear and horror. That was her first kill. Ever. She suddenly felt very dirty and it didn't have much to do with the fact that her right arm was coated up to her elbow in blood and rotted flesh. It felt wrong, horrible. She knew that he would have killed her had she not done the same. But that didn't mean she had to like it. The blonde heard someone approach, but she didn't look, didn't know who it was. She was too busy staring down at the horrible thing that she had just done.

"I.....I killed him..." She whispered shakily.

Hiei said nothing when she apologized. In fact, he was so used to this group completely ignoring his advice or criticism all together. While he would not say it aloud, he did feel like it was a welcomed change to have her actually listen to his criticism. He made no expression, merely 'hn'ed and flicked a casual glance over to Kuwabara.

"Yes, she is alive. And had you not been there, regardless of how much of an imbecile you are, she would not be alive now. Careless mistakes like that can get you killed."

He brought his sharp eyes back to the woman before him. She had blood splattered on her but other than that she seemed pretty intact with no injuries from what he could tell. It was strange, but he did not want for her to get hurt. He had discovered this after two months of training her. When he came to this realization, he pushed her even harder so she would not have that problem. Still...

"You could have done worse." He told her casually as he walked away, leaving her with Kuwabara.

Kiseki heard Kurama and said, "I know..."

It was so soft, she wondered if she had even spoken it at all. Demon or no, it felt so wrong what she had done. Even if it was to protect herself, she felt so filthy, like no matter how many times she bathed, no matter how hard she scrubbed, she would never be clean again. Her wide blue eyes looked down at her sullied hand before her, the limb trembling. She didn't want to get the stuff on her clothes, not for vanity reasons but she didn't want to take the stench of the deed she just committed onto the island. But she also wanted the blood and tissue off of her skin, off of her. So much so that she was even tempted to jump into the ocean, right off the boat so it would come off.

"That doesn't mean I have to like it..." She muttered, still staring at her hand.

((After this we can jump to them arriving at the hotel. xD))

"Yes..." She said weakly, "Yes."

It was bothering her so much to have all of that debris and body fluid all over her arm. It reminded her even more of the foul thing she had just done....Kiseki wished right then that her great Newfoundland, Hurricane was with her. He would whine and nudge her leg and she would knee, give him a one-armed hug and bury her face in his fur. But he was back at home where a school friend was popping in to dog sit him.

"I would ask you if I did ok..." She said in a weak joke, a feeble attempt to make herself feel better, "But since he's dead, I don't think I need to. Pretty sure I know the answer."