Lilith
by Athena Zandrite

by: Athena Zandrite

E-mail: botan-chan@cox.net

Web page: ReiKiTantei.net

Category: Crossover (Yuu Yuu Hakusho and Weiß Kreuz)

Keiko creeps quietly across the floor, eyes narrowing in evil pleasure at the boy with his back to her. The soft trod of her slippered feet like the paws of a cat on the prowl, silent, perfect, deadly. He yawns and flips the page of his book as she draws something from behind her back. In the moonlight streaming through the window, the object glints, cold, uncaring metal. He sees the flash out of the corner of his eye, too late as the knife plunges silently into the flesh of his neck. His eyes open in surprise and pain. Then become lifeless as he slumps in his chair, now a body with rag-doll limberness.

The curtains go down and the audience of Sarayashiki Jr. High School's play, erupts into thunderous applause. Yuusuke glances at Kuwabara. "That was pretty cool!" he shouts over the din.

Kuwabara looks a bit shaken. "I didn't like it. It's too freaky. Looked real."

"Ahh Kuwa-chan are you scared?" Yuusuke mocks in a baby voice.

"Urusai!" Kuwabara grinds his teeth at Yuusuke, who just laughs and looks back at the stage waiting for the curtain call. "Ne, Keiko did well as the murderer." Kuwabara adds on.

"Mm." Yuusuke agrees, as the applause begin to subside. "And they had to really beg her to be in the play. She hates being in front of so many people."

"Wow, I couldn't tell at all!" Botan says from the aisle.

Yuusuke and Kuwabara look like they've swallowed their tongues. "BOTAN! When the hell did you get here?! Damn you and KoEnma for always popping up in weird places!" Yuusuke complains.

"Botan-chan! How are you doing?" Kuwabara asks.

Botan smiles and takes the empty seat next to Yuusuke. "I'm a bit busy but other than that, I'm ok." She does an impression of a happy kitty.

Yuusuke doesn't look amused. "KoEnma have another assignment for us?" he mutters.

Botan scratches her neck and smiles weakly. "Ano… sort of. I'm checking some stuff out first. We don't know what the problem is yet but it appears to be a new type of youkai."

"What's taking the curtain call so long…?" Kuwabara mutters looking at the stage and noting the impatient murmur going through the auditorium.

"Eh?" Botan turns and looks curiously forward. Suddenly there is a scream and Yuusuke is out of his seat in a second racing toward the stage. "Wasn't that Keiko?" Botan asks Kuwabara curiously.

The two look at each other and take off after Yuusuke.

As Yuusuke and the others push their way through the curtain to the lighted stage, they stop in their tracks. Keiko is standing over the body of the same boy looking terrified, the knife in her hand is covered with blood and it drips onto her hands and the floor. Botan puts a hand on Kuwabara's shoulder as he moves to check on the boy. She looks sadly at the body and shakes her head. The boy is dead.

Yuusuke is shaking Keiko trying to get her attention as she stares at the knife in her hand. Botan's image flickers and fades into it's spiritual image and she opens her palm materializing an oar. With a quick hop she is airborne and floating up to the spirit of the boy. She puts a hand on his shoulder and he makes eye contact with her. "Who did this to you?" she asks him quietly.

His eyes flicker and then lower on the scene below them. Finally resting on the pretty brunette with the knife. "Keiko did."

"Damn, what is the world coming to?" Youji drawls from the counter, sipping his coffee and reading a newspaper. "We didn't even make the front page."

"Ano… Youji, that's a good thing." Omi says from the doorway, toothbrush in his mouth.

"If a triple assassination didn't make the front page, what did?" Ken asks curiously.

"Some kid was murdered during a Jr. High School play." Youji says scanning the article.

"How terrible, he let the play distract while he killed someone." Omi mutters through the toothbrush and he continues brushing.

"No… the suspect is a girl. And she did it onstage in front of an audience of 400." Youji says looking interested now.

"No one stopped her?!" Ken asks surprised.

"It was written into the play, but she used a real knife instead of the stage knife. But wait, it says here that the girl's friends are vehemently defending her. As a matter of fact, half the school is defending her. She's a straight A student in quite a few clubs who has never been in a fight." Youji raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe Persia will send us onto this case. Sounds like the girl was framed." Ken says thoughtfully.

"Hmm," Youji glances at the pictures. One is taken from onstage, with the girl holding the knife

as three people face her, looking shocked. One of the boys has slicked back, black hair and an obvious attitude. The second boy has bright red hair, looks slightly gawky and obnoxious. Youji's eyes narrow at the other member of the group. A girl with a bright blue ponytail, looking, not at the girl and knife, but the body of the fallen boy. "I'm up for it." He says with a grin.

"Good," a female voice says behind him. "Because it's your next case. Persia is worried about the implications of a child killer." Manx smiles and hands him a manila envelope. "This is all the info we have. "Good luck boys."

"Ahh! Matte, Manx!" Omi calls from the other room. "Don't leave! You haven't explain-" he frowns as the door shuts behind her. "Mou! Persia is getting lax." He complains.

"It's a job." Aya says taking the envelope and reading through the contents.

Ken takes a page and looks at it, the profile of the girl who is suspected of the killing. "Keiko Yukimura?" He says aloud, "Age 14, student of Sarayashiki Jr. High School, part time work at parent's ramen shop. She seems really normal." He mutters.

"Yuusuke Urameshi, Age 14, student of Sarayashiki Jr. High School, problem student, possible gang involvement, questionable attendance to school. This kid's record is trashed, he's known for fighting and bullying, and basically being a menace to society." Youji reads over Aya's shoulder.

"Kazuma Kuwabara, Age 14, student of Sarayashiki Jr. High School, problem student, problem with fighting, low grades, at least this one goes to class." Omi says trying to find a good point in the red head. "older sister Shizuru, pet, Eichi. Why do they list that off?" Omi shakes his head.

"Blue haired friend, unknown, not a student of the school, no information available." Aya reads the next page, then flips to the following. "Shuiichi Minamino, friend of the suspect, top of his class, perfect record, sometimes disappears, no problems connected to him."

"That's a guy?" Ken asks looking at Shuiichi's picture.

"Yeah, he's a bit too pretty." Youji says.

"Too much competition Youji?" Ken smirks.

Youji glares at Ken and looks at the last page. "Find their connection, find the killer, report back to me before you go further… what? Persia doesn't want us to take the killer out?" He looks inquisitively at the others. "Where the hell do we start?"

Omi glares steadily at the front of the classroom. How do I get stuck with these roles anyway? He wonders silently as a girl near him giggles with her friend.

"Quiet." The teacher in the front of the room scold. "Yamamada-san isn't the only new addition this morning." The class quiets down wondering who else is joining the class. The teacher clears his throat. "You can come in." He calls out.

The door slides open and Omi tries not to look annoyed as Youji struts into the classroom. "this is your student teacher for the next twenty days. "Go ahead and introduce yourself."

Youji smiles at the murmuring class. He winks at some of the girls in the front and begins to speak. "I'm Nanjo Koji. I hope we can learn and work well together for a while. Please take care of me."

Omi feels a headache coming on as Youji throws out one of his typical playboy grins. One of the girls squeals. The boy behind him curses, "Che. What is this guy? He here to pick up chicks? Why am I even here? Jeeze, I hope Botan shows up." The boy mutters.

Omi's ears perk up and he glances at the boy behind him. It is definitely Urameshi. "Who's Botan?" he asks.

The boy looks at him and frowns, almost glaring. He then snickers and looks out the window. "She doesn't concern you."

Omi smiles a bit strained, getting info from this kid won't be easy. "I thought maybe your girlfriend." He turns back to the front of the class.

The teacher has just left and Youji is about to begin his lecture. "So, what do you guys usually do in this class?" he asks. Omi shakes his head.

Omi turns to Yuusuke as everyone goes to eat their lunch. "So… where do you eat your lunch?" he asks trying to be friendly.

A lot of people eat here." Yuusuke says looking distracted. "I think I'll skip the rest of today." He turns to leave and Omi frowns.

"Where will you go?" he asks trying to get something out of the boy.

"Dunno." He shrugs carelessly.

Mind if I join you?" Omi asks biting his lip.

Yuusuke looks at Omi blankly.

"Well it's dull here…" Omi says trying to gain Yuusuke's acceptance. I hate this crap

Yuusuke looks at Omi for a moment longer and shrugs. "I don't care." He finally says and heads out the door. Omi has to double his pace to catch up again.

"My name's Tetsu." He sticks a hand out to Yuusuke as they walk.

"Yeah I heard." Yuusuke replies, he shakes Omi's hand. "I'm Yuusuke."

They climb the stairs to the roof in silence. Yuusuke is obviously preoccupied. He opens the door to the roof and almost runs into the blue-haired girl. She seems oblivious to his surprise and starts to speak rapidly to him. "Ahh Yuusuke! I was beginning to think you weren't coming, good thing you're relatively predictable. KoEnma-sama says your predictability isn't a good thing all the time but you know I think it's good, you're dependable! Anyway, we think it was that Youkai that ki-" she cuts off noticing Omi. Her look changes to shock and then horror, she slaps her hands over her mouth and looks at Yuusuke who is currently giving her a 'you're hopeless' expression.

"Ano… Yuusuke, you didn't tell me there was someone with you." She says finally. "I'm sorry, don't mind me, it's all mindless babble." She giggles and rubs her neck.

Omi smiles. "I guess you're Botan." Botan blinks then looks at Yuusuke, confused.

Yuusuke shrugs. "Botan, this is Tetsu. He's a new student today. Botan is a friend of mine." Yuusuke says stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Hi Botan, nice to meet you." Omi says bowing to her. "Are you in our class?"

Botan straightens out of a bow and puts on one of her 'duh' expressions. "In your class? No, I'm in another one." She says looking for all the world as though she'd like to bolt.

"Which class are you in?" Omi presses.

"Ahh…" Botan wrings her hands and laughs nervously. "That is… uh…"

"Where are you from?" Yuusuke asks Omi, saving Botan's tail. Botan looks as though she'd enjoy hugging Yuusuke.

"I'm actually from Yokayama." Omi says slightly miffed he got so little out of the blue-haired girl. He sits on the ground and looks up at them. "What do you guys do up here? I'm not interrupting am I?" he asks raising an eyebrow.

"Actually…" Yuusuke gets an evil looking grin. "Botan and I were planning on…" Botan clamps a hand over his mouth and steps down on his foot with gusto. "Yuusuke you HENTAI!!" she exclaims with a flushed face. "Nothing, nothing, I was just leaving." She smiles and starts backing away.

"Dammit Botan! That hurt!" Yuusuke yells at her.

"Don't say stupid things and I won't hurt you!" Botan yells back.

"You didn't have to step on me! You and your big feet!"

"My feet are small and dainty you JERK!"

"Hah! Only if you think bricks are small and dainty!"

"Yuusuke no BAKA!" suddenly Botan's hand shoots out in the direction of Yuusuke's face.

Yuusuke catches the fist and smiles at her. She just scowls back. "I'm leaving."

Botan yanks her hand out of his and stalks around the building.

Yuusuke shakes his head.

"Where is she going?" Omi asks uncomfortably.

"Dunno." Yuusuke says.

"I mean, there's no entrance besides this one right?" Omi motions to the door on the roof.

"Oh… um. She'll find some way." He replies lamely.

"Goodness, I hope she doesn't try to shimmy down a drainpipe in that skirt…" Omi mutters walking around the building. He frown not seeing her, and looks down the side of the building. There's no one there. Omi scratches his head and turns around to talk to Yuusuke. Yuusuke is also gone. Omi frowns and sits down in thought."

I hope I've done this right, I'll leave just this chapter up for now until I find out if I screwed up. And then add the others on.

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