Reason Enough For Me

[Jacquie]

Reason Enough For Me

“(Your first name)!” A voice calls, it sounds oddly familiar….who is it? “(Your first name)!” Right. Koenma. No doubt he has another job for you.

You open up your cell phone and see Koenma’s face on the screen. How did I guess?

“Yeah Junior?” Koenma changes into his teen form.

“Shut it, (your last name)! I’ve got a mission for you.” He glares at you and you glare back in the cell phone.

“What? The worlds run out of water? The Kakai barrier break again?” You smirk, you love to annoy Koenma and you two have quite a history together. Don’t know what I’m on about? Well let’s find out….

*&*&*&*&----Two Years Ago----&*&*&*&*

“(Your first name)! Don’t! (Your first name)! Come on, (your first name) don’t do this! Please…don’t!” An anguished voice called out to you.

“You all betrayed me! EXPLAIN THAT! HOW COULD YOU? Why shouldn’t I jump? I’ve got no reason not to!” You yelled back from the top of the bridge.

Your family, friends and boyfriend had all betrayed you. They had promised they’d stick with you through your whole life and then they turned their backs on you. You had to go through hell; they’d made your life a living hell. Now they were begging for you not to jump. Talk about Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide!

“THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR ME HERE! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? YOU MADE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL AND NOW YOU WISH FOR ME TO STAY ON EARTH?” You screamed to them. Them being your mother, father and boyfriend.

“WE HAD NO CHOICE! We weren’t in control –” Your father started.

“BULLnuts! You had every chance in the world to make it up, but did you? NO!” You screamed as your feet edged closer to the edge of the bridge.

“(Your first name)!” Your mother screamed.

You ignored the desperate pleas coming from your ex-family as you took the last step you’d ever take….

*&*&*&*&*&----Two Hours Later----&*&*&*&*&

“So lemme get this straight – I’m a spirit?” You asked pointedly to a small toddler.

“That’s correct.” Koenma answered.

“Well can you hurry up and sentence me to hell or where ever – I’d like to get on with eternity.” You replied, still a bit miffed that suicide hadn’t ended it all. You’d never been religious, you’d always thought that there was nothing before nor after the life you let on earth and that dying would end it all. Okay screw miffed, you were down right ticked, which would explain you trying to kill Botan when she found you.

“What makes you think you’re going to hell?” Koenma asked you.

“Well I killed myself, there’s a sure indicator!” You said tactlessly.

“Look, before I do anything, I’ve got a few questions. Botan please leave.”<br>
“Yes sir!” The blue haired girl replied and zoomed out of the room.

“(Your first name), why did you commit suicide?” Koenma asked.

“I was betrayed.” You answered monotonously.

“Were you? Or were you tricked?”

“What are you talking about?” You demanded.

“Recently, (your first name), the Kakai barrier – it separates the demon and human worlds – had a few holes made in it. We’ve now fixed that but before, small demons, demons called mesmerians were able to go through the holes in the barrier. They are able to take control of human beings – controlling their bodies and hypnotizing their minds. Your family was taken over by these demons and so betrayed you as you put it. It was their choice as I believe they were trying to tell you before you jumped off that bridge.” Koenma explained.

You dropped to your knees. Your hands fall to the floor in front of you and you bowed you head, hyperventilating starts as you hold back tears, “you’re…you’re…”

“I’m serious. I’m sorry, (your first name).” Koenma stated and you could hear the sympathy in his voice.

“Please. I don’t wish for any sympathy.” You said in a monotonous voice.

“Alright, well, as of now these are your options, since you can’t very well be in limbo for a few hundred years…well you can, but it wouldn’t be pretty.” Koenma’s voice rang out.

“Okay. Keep talking.” You said, your tone has not changed any. You are now on your feet, and your expression is as cold as ice.

“Alright, you can A) Become a lone spirit detective. I have a team but they don’t need another member. You’d just handle the little stuff. Or B) Become a substitute grim reaper (Botan’s been needing a break). Well?” Koenma asked.

“What was that thing about limbo you mentioned?” You asked as you watch Koenma sweatdrop and he sighs in exasperation. The inner you smirked at having annoyed the Prince of the Spirit World, though your physical appearance does not change.

“I refuse to send you into limbo for the next six hundred years (your full name).” Koenma stated to you.

“Explanation of why?” You questioned him.

“That would be like six hundred years of torture multiplied by one thousand two hundred. I refuse to put you through that, of all people!”<br>
You glared daggers at him, “I don’t even want to know why. The other options don’t sound too pretty though. How about option A? I don’t like the idea of having to go tell people they’re dead. What does this ‘spirit detective’ term mean anyways?”

“A spirit detective is someone who will take care of demonic problems and keep the human world safe. I have a team that handles the bigger things, but Yusuke is getting a bit sick of these ‘miniature missions’ (his words not mine) I keep sending him on. Such as a B-class demon terrorizing small villages on the outskirts of Japan. Of course you will need to be trained.” Koenma explained as you continued to glare at him. That seven hundred and twenty thousand years in limbo was sounding pretty good right about now.

“What? Training is necessary!” Koenma looked shocked at the thought of you being another Hiei.

“Why can’t I take choice C? That seven hundred and twenty thousand years in limbo is sounding pretty good right about now.” You exclaimed, letting a bit of annoyance slip into your monotonous tone.

“That seven hundred and twenty thousand years in limbo is NOT an option. I refuse.” Koenma crossed his arms in front of his chest and glared right back at you.

“The glare might actually scare someone if you lost the pacifier.” You stated with a smirk on your face.

“Koenma, sir, there’s some more paper work here…” A girl with bright blue hair entered the room and trailed off as she watched you and Koenma glare at each other. “Did I miss something?” Her perky voice irritated you.

“No, Botan, you didn’t, just put the paper work on my desk.” Koenma stated, annoyance is clear in his voice, as is exasperation.

“Botan, right?” You asked, as the girl turns to leave.

“Yes, that’s right. What is it?” She asked in her ever perky tone.

“Can you explain to me why Junior here won’t send me to limbo even if I ask politely?” You asked her as she covered her mouth.

“Limbo? Why ever would you want to do that? It’s a horrid place!”

“It’s what I deserve. Why won’t he send me there? Is it against the rules?” You questioned demandingly.

“No, it’s not – he’s in charge of sentencing people, he has the final say. What did you do?” She asked as the smile disperses from her face. Obviously she was expecting something extremely horrible.

“Committed suicide because my family made my life hell and they were possessed when they did it. I found that out just now. Therefore, because I killed myself and blamed my family before I did so, I deserve torture. Now, he is refusing my request – does he do this to everyone?” You asked.

“Suicide? That minor and you want a torture sentence? Well, every other person who has asked has been granted it after an assessment has been made. Koenma, sir, why won’t you grant her request?” Botan asked, her perky tone has returned.

[Jacquie]

“I refuse to. She doesn’t deserve it and I’m not letting her do that to herself and I won’t be held responsible for granting that request.” Koenma answered his subordinate.

“She doesn’t, but that doesn’t explain it. You’ve done it before.” Botan perspired with her questioning.

“Botan,” Koenma affirmed something warningly.

“Yes sir, right sir!” Botan zoomed out of the office on an oar that had appeared out of nowhere.

“Now – (your first name), option A) or option B)? There is no C).” Koenma requested an answer from you.

“Option A)…I don’t wish to work with someone that perky.” You uttered out, and inwardly kicked yourself for giving in.

*&*&*&*&----Present Time----&*&*&*&*

See what I mean? Ever since then, your character has stayed the same. But when you get mad and everyone had better watch out, you’re no better than Hiei at controlling your temper. The rest of the time? Well let’s just say you give Yusuke Urameshi a run for his money on annoying Koenma. Anyways let’s get back to your conversation with Koenma.

“What? The worlds run out of water? The Kakai barrier break again?” You smirk, Koenma glares at you.

Koenma sighs as you wait for orders, “I need you to report to my office right now (your first name), something urgent has come up – my spirit detective team is on the other side of Makai right now.”

“It’s bigger than a missing poodle soul, right?” You ask – this would show you how urgent it was.

“Yes, (your first name), now please hurry up.” Your cell phone screen returns to its screen saver – a fish blinking. Not your idea, but Koenma’s.

Wow, it must be extremely urgent, other wise I’d have gotten a ‘shut it (your first name)’ or a smart ass comment back, you think as you zoom away on a (favorite color) oar. You had demanded you get one after he had officially declared you a lone spirit detective. Koenma – after a vast argument – had given into your demands and gotten you a (favorite color) oar.

*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*

“I’m here.” You announce as you enter Koenma’s office and find four strange boys staring at you.

“Yusuke and co. just returned (your first name), you’re no longer needed.” Koenma dismisses you as you stare at him. What? I came all the way from friggin’ New York City and now I’m ‘not needed’? I am not going to put up with this crap this time, and I don’t bloody care who he is!

“Just who do you think you are?” You demand. “I came all the way from friggin’ New York City and now I’m not needed? The hell! I’m sick of this Junior! Send me to limbo – or to hell better yet, there’s bound to be a spot open by now – because I absolutely refuse to put up with any more crap from you or your subordinates!” Botan had also been acting as if she was the queen of Sheehan around you.

All of the boys in the room (excluding the short one with pointy hair) look shocked that you’ve spoken like that to Koenma. Well, actually, the one you know to be Yusuke Urameshi (you’ve met him on occasion) seems to be applauding the new nickname for Koenma as well as looking shocked at the rest of your statement.

“Hm, as I recall (your last name), you are my subordinate, and not my superior. You have no right to order me around and I refuse to send you to limbo, just as I did two years ago.” Koenma replies arrogantly. Obviously he’s been around Yusuke too long; his ego is starting to get a tad bit more inflated. Well, I’ll fix that.

[Jacquie]

“Get over yourself! Your ego is getting as inflated as Urameshi’s!” You are now mad and your tone is now an icy cold one – guaranteed to freeze anyone in place. It does just this to your so-called superior.

“Hey!” A protest from the fore named one arises.

You glare at him and he shuts up, then you turn back to Koenma. “Why won’t send me to limbo? You never would give me a reason for that!”

“That is not of your concern, (your first name), now please just leave.” Koenma’s voice now has an apologetic ring to it, though you pretend to take no notice of it.

“Fine, but I refuse to do anything else for you until I get my reason and you get that stick out of your ass!” You reply as your (favorite color) oar appears; you sit on it and zoom out of the room, which is now so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

You sigh as soon as you exit the castle and stare at the River Styx below you. It flowed peaceably as though everything in the three worlds was all as it should be.

‘Hn. You won girl. Know that.’ A voice sounds in your head.

Nice to know, maybe he’ll stop being such an ass now… you reply back mentally; you had heard one of the Renkai Tentai was able to communicate through telekinesis, though you didn’t know who it was.

You then decide that the mind link has been cut and zoom down towards the River Styx and let your hand skim the water. Why does he have to be so controlling? You wonder, and why won’t he tell me his reason for not sending me into limbo? He might be Prince of the Spirit World and he might be cute, but that – hold on a minute. Cute? Where the hell did that come from? Oh gods please don’t tell me I’ve fallen for that… that Prince! As clichéd as it sounds, it is true, he is a prince.

Yeah, your prince! A voice inside your head tells you.

“Shut it! You’re not helping matters.” You growl aloud.

Doesn’t matter, you still like him and there’s not a thing you can do about it!

I blew my chances a while back. Besides, there’s no way he would ever like me. 1) He’s the prince of the godforsaken spirit world; 2) There’s no way in the seven hells he’d like me!

3) He’s available; 4) We both know you like him; 5) You shouldn’t doubt yourself, you’re pretty enough and who says he won’t like you except for you? 6) You don’t need this many reasons. You listen to the voice rant to you and sigh.

Why do you always have to outwit me?

Cause I’m your better half. The voice had to have an ego, didn’t it?

Were you not me you’d be dead by now, you know that?

You are dead; it reminds you.

Good point.

See? What’d I tell you, I’m your better half – also meaning smarter!

“Shut up already!” You growl for the second time that hour. You then realize that randomly flying around you’ve ended up at the Gate of Judgment aka the castle gates. Why am I here of all places? You think to yourself and turn to leave for somewhere else when you hear a voice call out to you.

“Wait (your first name)!” Didn’t I make it clear to him the first time, that I wasn’t going to do anymore stupid missions unless he deflated his ego? You think to yourself as you turn your oar around to see Koenma in his teen form.

“What do you want?” You growl, glaring knives, daggers and kantanas at The Prince of the Spirit World.

“Look, (your first name), can we talk about earlier?”

“Ooh, you’re not actually ordering me to it. There’s a change.” You reply rolling your eyes and concede to moving your broom to five feet away from him.

“(Your first name), I didn’t come here to be mocked.” Koenma’s voice seems to have a warning tone to it and you realize that he sounds hurt.

“Alright.” You nod your head, “What do you want to say about earlier?” You ask curiously expecting to get one of two replies. Either an apology or a lecture on embarrassing him in front of his spirit detectives (for some reason you’ve noticed that be he their superior or not, he looks up to these people). Most likely it’ll be the second option, you think.

“(Your first name), before you, well, zoomed out of the room today, you asked why I refused to let you be in limbo for who knows how many years right?” Okay it was neither of them…oh well, you think.

“Yes, and?” You reply your voice is still cold as he has not yet apologized to you and you figure you have the right to be mad at him still. Though you have cooled down, you are expecting an apology from him.

“Well…okay, look, I’m sorry about this afternoon (your first name).” Koenma says his bowed as he stares at the ground. His tone indicates that he really is sorry and yet it is expectant of something. Most likely an apology or forgiveness – or both.

“So am I.” You reply, your tone of voice is slowly warming up. “Now what was this about me being in limbo?” You inquire curiously.

“I was wondering if you still wanted to know the reasoning.” His voice is different, well no, his tone is different, and it almost sounds fearful. Of what you could not understand but nevertheless gave your answer.

“Yes, I have been wondering for the past two years. Why wouldn’t you send me into limbo?”<br>
“Because – well, maybe we can talk about this in my office?” Koenma requests.

“Lead the way.” You reply as you zoom up to him and get off your oar.

You sigh in relief as you arrive in Koenma’s office (there had been an awkward silence the whole way there) and sit down in the chair across the desk from his (which surprisingly didn’t have mounds upon mounds of paperwork on it). “Now, you were saying?” You ask him.

“I –” Koenma stops and restarts himself shakily. “Well, the reason for you not being sent to limbo, is because I –” He stops again. Whoa this must be big; he never restarts his sentence for a third time.

You get up and walk around to the other side of the desk. “What is it?” You ask softly, and resist the urge to smirk at his surprised expression. He had never heard you use that kind of a tone before. Soft and comforting, a new one on his list, you guessed.

“(Your first name),” Koenma replies as he stands up an inch away from you.

“Yes?”

“You still want your reason?”<br>
“Would I be standing here if I didn’t?” Your voice has now returned to its normal tone.

“Fair enough.” Are Koenma’s final words as his lips collide with yours, and a passionate kiss. He then begs for entrance and tongue war breaks out between the two of you. He soon dominates and you give in, not really caring.

Soon you both break apart for air and you smile, for the first time in two years.

“Well that’s reason enough for me.”

A/n: What’d ya think? Good, bad, in between? I would really appreciate comments on this one! Oh and I really have nothing against Botan, so don’t flame me and tell me not to bash Botan – I didn’t try to, it’s just that the ‘you’ character can’t really stand her perkiness is all. Thank you for taking the time to read this note (if you did at all).