Revived Chapter 5
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Ch. 5 of Revived:
Hisoka had thought it would be easy to knock Yusuke unconscious, until a blue
haired girl beat him to it. She burst through the bar’s doors and as she ran
in, she carelessly knocked down a few chairs, but quickly made it over to
“Yusuke! Koenma says he needs to talk to you! Kurama, Hiei, and Kuwabara are
already there!” Botan shouted. Botan somehow managed to postion herself between
Hisoka and Yusuke, despite the fact that she had no clue about Hisoka’s devious
Hisoka desperately wanted Botan to get out of the way, but unknowingly, she
remained in between Yusuke and Hisoka, moving directly in front of Hisoka every
time he shifted postion to attack. Hisoka decided he might as well just destroy
Botan as well to get to his target, but Yusuke had already used the lapsed time
Botan had given him to get out of the bar.
***At Koenma’s Office***
Yusuke arrived just in time to hear Koenma say the words, “…thus, Hisoka isn’t
really a member of the Ryodan anymore. That, however, doesn’t make him any less
dangerous, because he’s assisting the leader of the Ryodan in retrieving his
“What’s nen?” Yusuke asked suddenly.
Koenma launched into a brief description of nen, hoping that Yusuke wouldn’t
ask more questions to complicate things so that he could go on with his earlier
explanation. Detailed explanations about nen might take hours and still leave
Yusuke uninformed, along with the added nuisance of confusion.
After a moment of silence when everyone absorbed the big chunk of information
about nen, Koenma announced, “I’ve managed to get some pictures of the Ryodan
from the Mafia that runs the Yorkshin Auction.” He handed them some pictures.
“Mafia?” Yusuke repeated, shocked that Koenma had gotten his resources from
such an immoral place, “You got your information from Mafia?”
“Apparently, Mafia wants to get rid of the Ryodan, but claims that they are far
too dangerous for them to deal with because they are from the City of the
The City of the Shooting Star…Hiei’s eyes brightened at the mention of
the words. He hadn’t expected their enemy to be from a place he knew so well.
“But if Mafia hates the Ryodan, that must mean that the Ryodan aren’t bad…”
Kuwabara stated, having decided that the world’s people were only classified as
either “good” or “evil” and that if Mafia was bad, and they hated someone, the
one they hated had to be good.
“You fool!” Hiei yelled, “The world isn’t just 2-D image! Mafia is bad, but
their enemies don’t necessarily have to be good! It might just be some feud for
After their argument ended, they finally began looking at the pictures. Usually
Hiei had a blank expression on his face whenever their missions were concerned,
but this time, Kurama detected a look of surprise in his eyes as he stared at
the pictures. Why Hiei seemed so interested came as a mystery. Eventually,
Kurama traced the source of Hiei’s incessant glaring—a man with black hair and
dark eyes. Under the picture was the name, “Kuroro Lucifer”.
Hiei stared at Kuroro’s face. Hmm…he looks just a bit different from all those
years ago… Memories about Kuroro filled Hiei, good memories that he’d
thought the Forbidden Child hadn’t deserved. Moreover, he hadn’t quite expected
Kuroro to turn into the leader of the most wanted criminal group in Ningenkai,
but then again, Kuroro probably would’ve been just as shocked to find Hiei with
the same wanted sign over his head. At least, Hiei decided, this will be
one of the few missions I’ll be interested in.
“You know anything about else him?” Hiei asked as he jabbed his finger at
Koenma looked at Hiei in surprise. Since when had Hiei become so interested in
their missions? Hiei had never liked being forced to save Ningenkai, yet this
time, he was actually persistent in helping?
“No…not really much…” Koenma muttered, faltering at his lack of information
about Kuroro’s abilities or the life he led. “But…I’ve heard he can steal
abilities, except that he can’t use nen right now, so that’s useless.”
Hiei’s eyes widened, then quickly reverted to normal to cover up for his
stunned reactions. Now Koenma had really aroused his interest in Kuroro’s
abilities. Hiei had remembered sparring with him…playing games…sneaking out…but
they had never spoken to each other about any of their abilites, not that they
would’ve had any at that age anyway. What kind of conditions did Kuroro have to
allow him a capability like that?
“What about the rest of them, what can they do?” Kurama broke into Hiei’s
“Umm…I don’t really know…um…wait….maybe…I know about one of their abilities…but
“And that’s just very very helpful!” Yusuke muttered sarcastically, “What’s the
use if she’s dead?”
“Well, it can get you used to the level of abilities most of the Ryodan have:
Pakunoda can read a person’s memories just by touching them, and not just the
surface thoughts a person’s mind has, but all the things the person remembers.”
“But what if the person has amnesia?” Kuwabara cut in.
“That’s off the topic, baka!” Hiei yelled, wanting Kuwabara to shut up so they
could get more information out of Koenma in a faster time.
“That’s it to her ability?” Yusuke asked, surprised that her skills were so
simple. If she didn’t have any defense or attack skills, obviously she’d end up
dead, he decided.
“No! I only know part of her ability, there’s more to it, I just don’t know
what or how much more!” Koenma snapped, annoyed at Yusuke’s sarcastic
“Well,” Kurama began, “I’m sure the pictures will be enough to spot them first.
Then we can track them and observe their abilities and attack them later.”
Hisoka had already had the nen remover in his clutches—the only trouble dealt
with the costs—the nen remover refused to remove Kurapika’s nen chain without a
sufficient pay, even under Hisoka’s threat of death and torture. Hisoka knew
there was no point in killing him, since he still wouldn’t be able to free
Kuroro from Kurapika’s nen chains.
He decided to find Kuroro, but wondered if being half Ryodan—Karasu was a
Ryodan and represented half of him, would be enough to fulfill the conditions
that Kurapika had set. He didn’t really want to take the chance, but wanted to
test his scope.
Karasu sighed inwardly at Hisoka’s desicion, he was a lot more loyal than
Hisoka was to Kuroro, at least he didn’t feel it was right to betray his
friends and experiment with one of their lives. But since Hisoka had control of
the body right now, and Karasu was too tired to take over, there wasn’t any
choice but to go along with it.
Kuroro walked down the streets, bored with life. He decided that since he’d
already lost most of what was precious to him, he might as well enjoy the rest
of his life to the fullest. He walked into a crowd of people who were gathered
around a violinst and came out with a handful of money, unknowingly to the
uninformed crowd. Then, he dashed down the street to a nearby restaurant called Le
Boulanger, hoping the food would relieve his depressed spirit.
The four tantei came back with a nice load of information, and decided to enjoy
themselves a bit. Despite the fact that they were wearing their normal, casual
attire, and Hiei’s protests that he’d rather go sleep in a tree than eat in a
restaurant, they headed off to a classy French restaurant a few blocks away. As
they strolled in, the door greeter let a slight bit of annoyance show. When
they had been seated, had looked over the menu, and had ordered, they talked
about their mission.
“If Kuroro can steal abilities, does that mean the victim cannot use his
abilities?” Yusuke pondered.
“Most likely,” Kurama replied, “Which means it’ll be hard to fight him unless
you have several different abilities in stock.”
“What nen type do you think he is?” Kuwabara asked.
“Specialization; his abilities don’t fit anywhere else…” Kurama mumbled.
“Specialization; his abilities don’t fit anywhere else…” Kuroro had just taken
a few sips of the coconut juice he’d ordered when he overheard the last
sentence of some people who were sitting behind him talking. Being surprised
that there were some nen users in the restaurant, he decided to eavesdrop a
“And the dead one must be specialization as well, “ Yusuke concluded, “Not that
that’ll help much. We won’t need to fight her.”
Dead one? And they were also talking about fighting a specialization user…
“Wait…that guy’s dead too, so that makes only ten in total to fight,” Yusuke
“No, actually only nine if we take action now,” Kurama pointed out, “One of
them can’t use nen. But if we don’t start now, maybe he’ll get it back.”
Ten people…and one can’t use nen…get it back…Kuroro pondered…that sounds
a lot like us…Deciding that their conversation might be affiliated with
the Ryodan, he found himself even more absorbed.
Hiei hadn’t bothered participating in their conversation. Instead, he occupied
his time musing about Kuroro.
Hiei remembered being dropped off the cliff, then falling into a portal. At the
time, he had no clue that the portal led to the City of the Shooting Star. He
flew through it at an incredible speed, and then his new life had begun.
A man called Sipihis had picked him up from the streets. Siphis had another
foster child living with him, an orphan who had barely survived a war in
Ningenkai. The child had a mop of black hair and a peculiar cross on his
forehead. Soon, he was to be known to Hiei as “Kuroro”.
When they were four, Hiei remembered Kuroro’s questions about his name that had
eventually led to his naming:
“What’s your name?” Kuroro asked.
“It’s…um…” Unable to come up with an answer, Hiei countered with, “What’s
“I asked first. So you have to answer first. And besides, you already know my
“Well I’m not answering until you answer!”
“But I asked first! And you know my name!”
“Fine then. Guess!”
“Um……uh……Hiei!” Kuroro came up with ‘Hiei’ based on hearing Siphilis talk about
‘Mount Hiei’ of ‘Japan’.
“No! You’re wrong!And you only get three guesses!”
“Hey! That’s not fair! Your name is Hiei!”
“No it’s not!”
“Yes it is!”
…etc. until cycle is repeated three times…
“Okay! You’ve used up all three guesses and guessed wrong!” Hiei concluded,
although he knew that Kuroro would never get it right no matter how many times
he guessed because he didn’t have a name.
“No…you’re just lying…your name is Hiei!”
Soon afterwards, Kuroro began referring to him as ‘Hiei’ whenever they were
talking, playing, or causing whatever kinds of trouble typical four-year-olds
caused. The name had stuck. Hiei had complained one day that his name wasn’t
his and was made up by Kuroro, but Kuroro had playfully claimed that he was
only making sure Hiei no longer had trouble whenever people tried asking him
his name. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Hey Hiei! You look like you’re sleeping with your eyes open!” Yusuke yelled,
laughing after seeing the blank look on Hiei’s face.
“Hn.” Hiei muttered, annoyed at being disturbed.
“I thought only fish slept with their eyes open…and Hiei’s not a fish…he’s a
shrimp..” Kuwabara concluded, laughing at his own joke.
Hiei glared at Kuwabara, annoyed with his inane jokes that only he himself
found funny enough to laugh at.
After hearing “Hey Hiei!” Kuroro had wondered if he’d heard right, or if they
were referring to a different ‘Hiei’…He wanted to turn around and see, but
wondered if his sudden spin would catch their attention. He decided to wait
until he called the waiter to pay the bill, then quickly stand up and turn
around. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Yay! I
did something to the plot…anyways…this time I won’t have as much trouble
writing the next chapter as I did last time…this time I have plenty of ideas!
Yes! Oh…and of course…stuff that everyone says: please review!
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