Uruha in
Genting
by Yukiko Majokai
Day One - On the Way to Genting
“Wake up! Kurei-sama! Wake up!” Raiha literally dragged Kurei off his bed. Kurei’s eyes sprang open.
“What’s the matter?” He said, picking himself up from the floor and dusting his pajamas. Raiha opened his mouth wide in shock and disbelief.
“The trip’s today, Kurei-sama, the one that we had been looking forward to for near to a month!”
“Huh?!”
Raiha smacked his forehead hard and shook his head.
“After our last mission, you promised that you would reward Neon, Joker and I for our efforts. Have you forgotten? You booked a trip to Genting straight after that!”
“So? Aren’t you supposed to go now? Neon and Joker should be waiting for you already. Stop pestering me.”
“Oh no! WE were waiting for YOU!”
Kurei’s eyes grew wide.
“Did I promise to go along?”
Raiha nodded his head furiously.
“When?”
“You know, that night when we went to the bar and I remembered you puke all over Joker. Serves him right though, for spiking the juice.”
“But I was drunk!!”
“So? We don’t care!”
Kurei’s eyes grew wider.
“No! I’m not going.”
“You are going.”
“No I’m not.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No I’m not.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No I’m not.”
“Yes, you are.”
Raiha knocked Kurei hard at the back of his neck.
“Yes, you are.” He said, as he dragged the fainted flame caster out of the room.
Kurei instinctively placed his hand in front of his eyes.
The sunlight was too glaring.
He took a minute to register where he was and when he did; he sat up straight and looked at his surroundings.
Beside him was the sleeping body of Neon and behind him; he could see the top of a baseball cap and something purplish.
“Good morning, lady and gentlemen, it’s time to wake up. We had reached Genting skyway. Please remove all your luggage from this bus and we would be proceeding to board the gondola.”
The voice came from in front. Kurei looked up and saw a teenage Asian girl in a white U2 tanktop and a pair of white jeans.
Her eyes were hidden under a cap.
As if noticing his stare, she walked over to where he sat and took a polite bow.
“Good morning, Kurei-sama. I guess I had not introduced myself yet. I’m Majokai Yukiko. You could just call me Yuki-chan though. I’ll be your tour guide for this trip.”
Darn it.
“Kurei-sama, I would like to set a few house rules before we board the gondola. One, never swear at me. I borrowed Kirin’s ring,” She added, looking at the look of shock of Kurei’s face.
“You could kill her after we get back. You could kill ME after we get back ‘cause I’m the one taking all of you around Genting, and it won’t be wise to kill your only source of guidance.”
“Rest assured I would.” Kurei commented bluntly.
By this time, the rest of the Uruha had already woken up and were staring at the exchange between the two.
Yuki-chan smiled at them and said,
“Well, rise and shine. Let’s go then. And no, Neon, I wasn’t trying to seduce Kurei-sama.”
Neon gave a sigh of relief.
After the four Uruha members had checked in the hotel, Yuki-chan seemed to have disappeared from their sight.
In the hotel room.
“Wow! Wonderful suite. Just like Yukiko, ever so resourceful.” Neon exclaimed at she plopped herself onto the bed.
“Of course! I’m not called the newsstand for nothing.”
All looked around, trying to look for the owner for the voice that was getting on Kurei’s nerves more and more ever since they had arrived on the mountain.
“Stop looking around folks! I’m talking to you through the communication link between rooms. I’m in the bath right now, in another room.”
Thank God. Though I thought
pest would be a better nickname for you.
“But I’m not out of the power range of Kirin’s madouga. So, I heard you, Kurei’sama. House rule no.2: Never insult me in any way. And for your information, my other nickname was the best pest. I’m rather proud of it though.”
“Sure you are. You’ve proved it well. Who employed you?” Kurei asked, promising himself that whoever that person is, he or she would be getting it so bad from him.
“Oh…you know that kawaii purple-haired ninja. I think his name is Raichu or something like that.”
“Raiha.”
Raiha corrected instinctively.
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s Raiha then. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Kurei turned his head and gave Raiha a glare that said simply ‘you-will-get-it-from-me-real-bad’.
Raiha winced.
Joker removed his baseball and lay down on the same bed as Neon.
“What do you think you are doing?”
The redhead exclaimed as she tried unsuccessfully to push Joker off the bed.
“What do you think, baby?” Joker winked.
“Nope. Each one of you had your own bed. You will not get into anybody’s bed without that person’s consent.” Yukiko said.
“Aw…that’s so mean.”
“Sorry, Joker. But rules are rules.”
“Who set those rules?”
“I believed it was you who set this rule in the Uruha after Mikoto tried to crawl into your bed.”
Joker sweatdropped.
Neon smiled sweetly at the fanged boy and said, “I can’t say how grateful I am to you for setting such a rule. Well, maybe Kurei-sama would accept my invitation to join me in this comfortable bed.”
She added as she turned towards the flame caster.
“No thanks, Neon. I think I would rather stay in my own bed.”
By this time, Raiha had already changed into Bermudas and a t-shirt.
“Say, could we go to the Theme Park now?”
“Oh my, couldn’t you have let me enjoy my bath a little longer, Raichu-san.”
Raiha sweatdropped.
“It’s Raiha, Yukiko-san. Not Raichu.”
Gomen, for adding myself into the fic. It’s just too tempting. Hope it turns out fine.
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