Forgotten
Part
18: Misami’s brother
By:
Sano
Standard
YYH disclaimer
Note:
Sorry for taking so long in getting this part up. I’ve just been so busy with
school. Damn algebra!!! I wonder how Kurama manages to be at the top of his
class, I can use him as a tutor. Anyway, enjoy the fic!!
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Kurama
closed his eyes. This was it, he going to die in Hiei’s hands.
The
katana grew closer…and stopped an inch away from Kurama’s beautiful head. Hiei
gave out a cruel laugh and re-sheathed his katana.
Kurama’s
eyes flew open at the sound. He glanced at Hiei and Misami who were laughing at
him.
Misami
smirked at him (I think she already perfected that art!). “You should have seen
you face! You looked like you were about to be skinned alive!” She stopped.
“Well, not yet anyway…” She chortled evilly.
Hiei
felt the youko’s ki flare slightly and he felt the corners of his mouth turn up
into a small smile. This was going to be fun…
He
took out his katana and charged Kurama again. But this time, the youko was
ready and he took out his rose whip at the last second and countered Hiei’s
attack. He continued swinging his katana and Kurama dodged each one.
Hiei
was getting tired of the youko’s dodges and grabbed a hold of the whip, not
even wincing as the sharp thorns tore into his flesh. “Kisama! Why aren’t you
fighting back?” He demanded angrily.
Kurama’s
green eyes widened as he saw the blood dripping from Hiei’s hand. “Because I
promised myself I wouldn’t hurt you.” He answered. Hiei’s crimson eyes widened
slightly and Kurama took advantage and pushed Hiei away, the fire demon letting
go of his whip.
“Nanda?”
“I
said I won’t hurt you, no matter what you do to me.” Kurama repeated, he let
the whip shrink back into a rose and stood up straight. “Why don’t you attack
me? I won’t do anything.”
“Hn.”
“Now
you don’t want to fight. What is the matter with you, Hiei? I said attack!”
Hiei
snorted. “I don’t fight with someone who can’t fight back.” He started to walk
away. He nodded at Misami. “It’s your turn.” Misami smiled and stood up from
her chair. She walked towards the youko and stopped a few feet away. “At last,
we have a chance to fight. But the result is obvious already.”
“Don’t
push your luck.” Kurama growled.
“Okay,
I won’t. Now c’mon, youko, let’s see that’s really stronger. Hajime!!” She took
out a katana from its sheath that was strapped beside her waist and blurred
from Kurama’s sight. She reappeared in front of him and Kurama held up his whip
at the last millisecond to defend her attack.
“My,
your getting good, youko. I still remember when you were fighting my brother in
the Ankoku Bujutsukai. You’re much stronger now than your youko form then.” She
smirked. “I can see why my brother was obsessed with you.”
Kurama
furrowed his brows in confusion, then his eyes widened. “You mean…?”
A
yellow glow emanated from Misami’s hand, then a small bomb was formed. “Yes, I
am Karasu’s sister. He trained me well; I thought he was strong enough to
defeat you. Apparently, I was wrong.”
Kuwabara’s
jaw dropped. “Misami and Karasu are actually…siblings?” Yuusuke gaped behind
him. “No wonder she can make explosives. Remember when we first fought her? She
blasted all of Kurama’s plants.” Kuwabara nodded in agreement.
“Actually,
his only my half-brother. You see, my father was a bastard and tricked my mom
into sleeping with him, when he found out she was pregnant, he left us, leaving
Karasu with my mother. But you don’t need to know that.” She held up the small
explosive. “Shall we begin?” She jumped up into the air and threw the bomb,
heading straight for Kurama.
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End
of Part Eighteen