Aika: Revising chapters. -sigh- I read it all again and man, ... okay, no comments.
Disclaimer: This plot was originally made by Youka-White-Kitsune. Yuu Yuu Hakusho is not mine.
Guardian Angel
Chapter 1 - New Mission
"Kagome!!! Where the heck are you, girl? You and I both have a new mission! Kagome!!!" A voice screamed in the whitish-blue halls of the palace.
Inside a room, a girl fixing her wings sighed annoyed. "For the nine daughters of Inari-sama..." she mumbled to herself and, ignoring the screaming just outside her room, went back to brushing the feathers on her wings. All the feathers were the same: white on the upper part, blue on the lower part and a silver line dividing the two colors on the middle.
She had black hair with two silver bangs framing her face and wore a white robe-like dress, that had small glinting sapphires etched on the borders. There were small silver details around the gems, also.
The girl's eyes had been light blue outlined with silver, but now they had a brown hue to them also.
"KAGOME!!! You stupid little emotionless girl! Either you get your butt out here or I'm going to kick this door down!" the voice took an annoyingly happy edge, "Maybe you'll even loose your first class position to meeee!" the female voice sang loudly.
The girl's eye twitched as she finished brushing her feathers and slammed the door open, to face a girl that looked about 16 years, just like her. Her eyes were now a reddish-brown instead of blue.
The girl before her had black hair with two red bangs framing her face, her hair was tied back in a braid that reached her knees. She was wearing a deep red tunic with a purple under shirt and magenta pants, also wine-red fabric shoes. A huge teasing smile was on her face, while her silver eyes twinkled amused at the first girl. "Finally, Kagome. Would've thought you died in there."
"Will you shut up and stop screaming around here for once, Sango-chan?" Sango smiled slightly at the nickname. She had had a hard time getting it from Kagome. "Well, we have a new mission, but I have someone to guard and you have someone else. Let's go, I doubt Kiraka will wait," Sango sighed slightly, "That woman is a nightmare..."
Kagome chuckled slightly. "Oh! Kagome-chan, Miroku's going to meet us in the way, says he has business there too..." she grumbled something Kagome didn't catch, "I bet he'll be going there just to grope us..." Kagome rolled her eyes, which were now blue with a slight pink hue.
Kagome was a first class guardian angel, mainly because she had never experienced love before she died. She was only 7 years old when a man came to her and shot her with a gun, only after raping her.
Sango had been assigned to watch her in her first days as an angel, and Kagome had gone to first class in a very short time. When Sango received the message that she did not need to watch over Kagome anymore, she kept it to herself, and the time she spent with Kagome later paid off as she gained the younger angel's trust.
"So, what's the mission, Sango-chan? Or is it a secret?" "Kiraka only said that we'd have to watch over two different people, and I doubt we'll end up seeing each other."
Kagome nodded. "Any other information?"
"That's what we'll see now, isn't it, ladies?" a boy that looked their age was standing in front of double doors, which were made from gold with little silver details of moving cherubs.
Sango's wine-red wings twitched in anger.
Kagome smiled blankly. "Hello, Miroku. I see you've recovered from your last beating."
The boy winced. He had short black hair with two dull-gray bangs framing his face, deep blue wings restlessly moving behind him. He wore dark blue robes, a rope tied around his waist, and black fabric shoes. He had a blue band tied around his right hand with beads around it.
Kagome smiled went through the double doors, Miroku and Sango following closely behind.
There were some angels around monitoring some mortals. A female angel hurriedly walked to them, greeting them with a breathless smile.
"Sango, you will play the part of a hybrid demon, your parents were a female fire apparition and your father was a samurai demon, one that fights with mostly blades," The woman went on reading a long list, "Miroku, you will be a monk. Your mother was a street junkie that left you on a shrine's doorstep, where you were raised by the monk living there. He soon died of old age and you took over the temple," the woman switched lists in her hand, "Kagome, you're a girl whose parents died in a plane crash. You were at your home when it happened. You just moved to a new place, with your cousin Miroku (the monk who raised him was your uncle), and you're going to a nearby school. Come on, I'm going to show you all your assignments."
She turned around and walked to a nearby wall, the only one that did not have angels working on, for there was a white screen hanging in front of it. Kiraka typed something in a nearby computer, the screen on the wall flashed a light blue and then showed the image of a boy that looked no older than 14 sitting in a tree, watching the empty grounds of a school. His face was angular, hair spiked upwards with some white strands, a white scarf around his neck and the rest was a simple black cloak with black boots. His red eyes were glaring at the school in general.
"Sango, this is your assignment," Kiraka turned to her list again.
"Name: Hiei;
Age: More than 300 years;
Specie: Hybrid of a Fire and an Ice Apparition;
Relatives:
Father – Unknown;
Mother – Died at Birth;
Sister – Living with Genkai-sama, does not know who is her brother."
Kiraka typed again on the computer near her.
"Miroku, this is yours," A girl with green-blue hair appeared on the screen, she was looking around and wore a chinese light blue dress with purple details of flowers, a pair of pants in the same style underneath. She had cerulean eyes and her hair was tied on the nape of her neck by a blue ribbon. Her face was heart-shaped, soft and somewhat childish. She looked no older than 13.
"Name: Naika;
Age: 50 years old
Specie: Wind Apparition;
Relatives:
Father – Is at the Makai, has joined a group of ninjas.
Mother – Died when she was 10 years old, killed by a crow demon."
Miroku blinked, "Interesting girl. Why would her mother need to be killed?"
Kiraka typed again on the computer, ignoring Miroku. "Well, Kagome, this is yours."
A boy with red hair falling in curls over his shoulders and backs was walking down a path, presumably to his home, his head bowed and he looked at the ground pensively. He had deep forest-green that looked to the ground, as if it was very interesting. His face was angular, but soft, and his clothes were the uniform of a prestigious school. What caught Kagome's attention, though, was the deep sadness and sorrow the boy seemed to emanate.
"Kagome, he's not what he seems," Kiraka warned her.
"Name: Shuuichi Minamino/Youko Kurama;
Age: 16/1605 years old;
Specie: Human/Silver Fox Demon;
Relatives:
(Human)
Father – Deceased, Adopted – Alive and well;
Mother – Deceased recently;
Adopted Brother – Alive and well.
(Demonic)
– Deceased."
Kagome stared at the boy. The three looked at Kiraka, who nodded and looked at her list.
"Kurama was a thief in the Makai, very famous too. Was killed by a hunter and hid in the Ningenkai as Shuuichi Minamino. Today, he works for the Reikai, mainly Koenma, with other three people. Kagome, this is a tricky one. Be careful. Your mission is to cheer him up, he's been totally depressed since his mother's death," Kagome just nodded.
"Miroku, Naika fled to the Ningenkai about five years ago. Her power is growing steadily. Your mission is to train her in her demonic powers and hide her from Reikai, so they don't try to send her off to the Makai again," Miroku nodded, acknowledging the mission.
"Sango, Sango..." Kiraka sighed, "I feel pity for you. This demon here has quite a temper, and a stone heart. I think you know what to do, right?" Sango mumbled incoherent things, "Yah, yah... melt his heart."
Kiraka's lips twitched at the corner of her mouth, threatening to smile in amusement.
"Standart rules apply, even more so because of their connection with Reikai," Kiraka murmured, "Well, these are your missions. And off you go!"
Chapter 2 - Dust, Crash and Burn