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Ginga GIRI GIRI! The Universe is in Danger!
By SSJ Heero
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- OPENING SONG: CHANGE THE WORLD -

I want to change the world
jounetsu tayasazu ni takanaru mirai e
te wo nobaseba kagayakeru hazu sa
It's wonderland

kimi no kokoro furuete'ta asu no mienai yo
nanimo shinjirarezu mimi wo fusagu
kimi ni deaeta toki hontou no ibasho mitsuketa
nanigenai yasashisa ga koko ni atte
bokura mezameru

I want to change the world
nido to mayowanai kimi to iru mirai
katachi doreba doko made mo toberu sa
Change my mind
jounetsu tayasazu ni shiranai ashita e
tsubasa hiroge hanabatakeru hazu sa
It's wonderland

---- Recap ----

[Chibi characters of TM, Cindy, and Davis appear in the foreground as scenes from the last
episode play in the background. Though, you can't see 'cause this is text. =P]

TM: LAST TIME! ON GINGA GIRI GIRI!

Davis: Team Voldemort and the Enders plot some scheme of some sort.

Cindy: And hey, we end up in Sengoku Jidai, and leave less than three hours later.

TM: A crazy plot point takes place and we're captured by Naraku.

Davis: And here we are, trying to get the books Naraku wants.

(A chibi orc, which seems strange in itself, then appears on the screen. It looks about in
confusion at its new surroundings. It then looks at the flashing scenes behind him.)

Orc: What the bloody hell is this?!

Cindy: It's hard to explain, but ANYWAY! On with the show!

---- Chapter 33: Black Amiko's Ambition ----

SSJ was thrown onto the floor of his prison. He was violently heaved upon the floor by the
swarm of orcs, who proceeded to shut out the light and bar the door. They really didn't
need to. He was so tired and full of pain, he didn't feel much like getting up. He coughed,
wheezing in sore gasps. With all the effort he could muster, he pushed himself off the
ground, and crawled to the wall to lean upon.

He could barely keep his eyes open. He stared off dreamily at his surroundings, his eyes
not adjusted yet to the profound darkness. Yet, he saw the walls, very smooth and without
any openings. No escape was possible.

Not that he could escape anyway, even if there was an escape route right ahead of him. A
night of torture wasn't something easily recovered from. He was still reeling in pain from
when they decided to send an electric current through him. His mouth was dry. His breathing
was even more painful.

There was a slight breeze. He was taken aback by the introduction of a cool wind. There had
to be an opening! He glanced to his right, towards the wall opposite the door. He could see
more now that his eyes adjusted. He shoved the pile of hay out of the way, and saw a small
grate in the corner. Much too small for him to fit through. He sighed, propping himself to
lean on the wall again.

He sighed, breathing in the cold breeze. He blanketed himself in his cloak, providing only
little warmth. Finally, he banged the back of his head on the wall and went to sleep. It
was going to be a long night...

***

TM and company awoke to the black carriage coming to a sudden halt. They looked about the
carriage, unsure about their surroundings. Then the memories flooded in of last night. They
all sighed, because they knew a long day was ahead of them. The orc who drove the carriage
goaded them out, and they again saw the stilvas in bright light. It was morning again, and
they hadn't slept well at all.

TM stepped onto the grass and helped Cindy down, as Davis leapt off the side of the
carriage onto the grass. They were back in South City, and a massive reconstruction was
taking place. Towering cranes filled the sky, rubble still covered parts of the city, and
many, many workers were trying to figure out how to clean up the place.

TM frowned. It would seem trivial, at this point in time, to ask for the whereabouts for
artifacts. He then decided to seek help. "Bulma!" he called.

And in a flash of red light, the blue-haired bishoujo appeared before TM, clearly worried
as her attention was turned to the city. TM frowned at her as Cindy and Davis looked about
the cleaning taking place. "This is terrible," she said. "The city is destroyed..."

"Never mind that. Do you know where the Books can be found?"

Bulma turned to TM, and nodded. She answered, "They should have been on display at the
Museum of Otaria..."

TM sighed, "Let's hope it still stands..."

***

Kagome wept. All the hard work gone to receive the completed Shikkon Jewel... The
dangerous battle Inuyasha raged against Naraku... It was all for nothing! Naraku was still
alive, and hard the Shikkon Jewel broken again! Just thinking about it again made her sob
even more.

Her tears ran through between her fingers, down the back of her hands and crashing onto the
floor. Each solitary drip sounded like crystal cracking. She was so caught up in her
emotions, she didn't hear anything come through the grate to her left. It wasn't until she
heard the thing yell before realizing it was Myouga.

She wiped her tears away and looked about for Myouga. How the heck did he get in the room?!
She turned her head to her left, and saw the jumping, tiny flea. She moved towards him, and
he leapt onto her hand. "Myouga!" she said in surprise.

Myouga panted from having leapt so high, but finally he spoke, "This isn't a great place to
be, isn't it?" Kagome then raised him to her ear as he continued, "Naraku plans to
sacrifice you all, shortly! In front of the Outlaw leader, at that, in order to have fun!"

Kagome was taken aback. Now it went from horrible to completely dismal. She couldn't
escape, their weapons were taken, a dragon was inside the castle, and worse of all, Naraku
had the shards of the jewel. Her spirits sank even further. Nothing Myouga could say could
cheer her up now. She propped Myouga onto the floor, ignoring his speech, and leaned back
on the wall to rest.

Her death would come soon... She wept again.

***

TM, Cindy, and Davis stood outside the polished oaken doors of the Museum of Otaria. Cindy
stared up at the towering building, partially collapsed from the Cloudscraper's rampage.
The various turrets and buttresses of the gothic building seemed to insult the domes and
futuristic style of the rest of the city. Davis looked on, hoping they could find what they
needed.

TM stepped forward, toward the doors. With a hand, he pressed the door to open it.

With a creak, its hinges shattered, and the door fell onto the tile floor with an extremely
dull thud that echoed through the building. Smoke and dust flew from the impact, as TM
stared ahead with narrow eyes. Finally, he stepped inside, followed by Cindy and Davis.

They looked about the abandoned museum, searching through the wide halls filled with many
weapons used long ago. TM passed an orb, glowing in the darkness- the Mirari. Cindy passed
a rather large weapon of war, gray and still pretty much useless- the Doom Canon. Davis
came to an enclosed sepulture, broken glass spread across the area. The title of the
exhibit read: "The Books of Mana - Faith, Insight, Decay, Fire, and Life".

It was empty. The books were gone. He swore, calling TM and Cindy over. They came soon
after as he said, "The books are gone."

TM then remembered the events that had taken place. "It couldn't have been..."

Cindy then added, as if reading his mind, "Black Amiko took them?"

They sighed. It would be all the more difficult to search for Black Amiko, let alone
getting the books. They turned and stepped to the entrance of the museum, looking at the
bright sky.

Then they saw someone step into the path of the sunlight streaming into the museum. He had
a sword, with a furry piece wrapped around his shoulder. White hair streamed from his head,
and two demonic eyes glared at them. "Sesshoumaru?!" TM yelled in surprise.

The demon dog shrugged off the fact that they knew his name. He asked his pressing
question, "Where is the Shikkon Jewel?"

***

Davis' chocobo sprinted along the marks left by the black carriage. It was a long way; the
sun had been up for a while. The chocobo continued on, Kensou driving the bird onward.
Amiko pressed herself back into Kensou, fighting the air pressing into her face.

It has been like that for the past hours. There was a silence except for the light step of
the chocobo and the rushing winds.

Then they heard Mokona in the sky, "PUU!"

Amiko and Kensou looked about, and heard the loud clops of other horses. They heard the
rattling of metal. Then they saw, from behind came a dashing fleet of nine riders. Their
black cloaks were clearly visible in the colorful grass and blue sky. "Nazgul!" said Amiko.

Kensou swore, and spurred the chocobo onward. It paced faster, trying to distance itself
from the rushing horsemen. They raised their black blades into the sky, slowly catching the
chocobo. Kensou kicked the chocobo; it sprinted ever harder.

But that didn't help. The Ringwraiths' demonic steeds were going all the more faster.
Quickly, Amiko called her bow and arrows from the gem on her left hand. She caught it,
docked an arrow, and aimed at the nearest Ringwraith.

With a twang, the arrow flew from Amiko's bow, directly at the head of the Ringwraith.

The arrow flew past, hitting the grass as the thing came ever closer. It had dodged the
arrow, and raised its blade higher to strike down Amiko and Kensou.

Then the Ringwraith lost its balance on the horse. The horse threw the undead being off as
blood flew all over the area. Amiko saw an arrow in the thing's head- Kensou had taken one
of her arrows and jabbed it into the horse's skull. "Keep shooting!" he yelled over the
sound of the demonic horses.

Amiko did just that. She took another arrow, and aimed for the next one, a distance to
their left. She aimed directly at the horse's body, and let the arrow fly. It hit with
precision, and the wraith was sent sprawling on the ground.

She sighed, and saw the other ones pull back. That was good. The bow and arrows disappeared
in a flash of light, and she turned ahead. She saw exactly what they were running from.
Directly up ahead was a gigantic chasm. Much to wide for any horse to leap across.

Kensou pulled on the reigns of the bird. It didn't obey. It went closer to the edge as
Kensou tried to stop it, speaking in his native language, "Tomare!" (Subtitles: Stop!)

The chocobo still didn't listen. The Black Riders came to a full stop just fifty feet
away from the edge, and the chocobo leapt off the edge despite a resisting Amiko and Kensou.

Then, feathers flew about the place. The chocobo spread its wings, shimmering in the light.
Amiko and Kensou were taken aback as the chocobo glided over the chasm. Slowly, it was
pulled down by gravity. The edge of the cliff came up dangerously fast. Amiko wasn't sure
it would make it.

Sand flew into the air as the bird barely caught onto the edge with its claws. Flapping its
wings, it fought gravity and pulled itself onto the ledge. They made it! The chocobo
continued again, and Mokona followed in the sky. Amiko hugged the chocobo in delight, as
Kensou smiled. It raced onwards, towards Naraku's castle.

***

The sun hung high in the sky. Davis guessed it was ten o' clock. They have been awake for
four or so hours. They sat in their black carriage again, following rather deep tracks of
hard tires in the grass. The tire marks were deep, so only a truly heavy object could have
made them.

The stilvas raced on, following the tracks as the orc looked about with two watchful,
though decaying, eyes. Shadows fell upon the carriage as clouds moved across the sun. With
the three Outlaws was Sesshoumaru, sitting passively in the carriage. Strangely, no one
felt threatened by the presence of the demon, let alone a demon with a sword. TM sat across
from him, speaking, "So, we need to fetch the Books of Mana in order to get the Shikkon
shards."

Sesshoumaru nodded, contemplating. Cindy, sitting beside him, then asked, "Why are you
looking for the jewel now?"

Sesshoumaru glanced at Cindy, and then looked at the empty space before him. "It doesn't
matter now. Naraku is alive, and if he gets the Books, the jewel will be worthless against
him."

Davis then looked at Sesshoumaru with concern. "You were planning on fighting him?" he
asked.

Sesshoumaru glared at Davis, yet showed no true animosity. "Fight?" he repeated. "No. More
like slaughtering him and taking his tattoo."

The three exchanged glances. "Tatoo?" asked TM.

"On his back, he has a tattoo which grants him amazing powers. It was once used to mark out
heretics that fought against the Gods. It is the key to anti-mana, the Dark."

They nodded to each other, not quite understanding what that meant. They had a feeling
that SSJ would have known such a thing, given his lack of a life and more games played.
The driving orc poked its head into the wagon. "Take a look, humans!" he called.

Their conversation ceased. TM glanced at the others, then stood up and walked between the
two rows of seats to the door of the carriage. He stepped out and looked ahead. The tire
tracks led straight into the Forests of Krosa, and smoke climbed from the brambles. It had
to be Black Amiko. "That's it," TM muttered.

The carriage came to a stop just at the edge of the surprisingly dark and gloomy forest.
TM, Cindy, Davis, and Sesshoumaru stepped off the carriage, staring at the forest. Black
Amiko was in there, with the Books of Mana. They nodded at each other- well, Sesshoumaru
didn't. They then stepped inside the forest, into the darkness, and into Black Amiko's web
once more.

***

Black Amiko sat, her back against the thick trunk of a tree, her legs crossed with a book
on her lap. It was an old and musty hard-bound book, its edges shining red. She sifted
through its pages, taking in the ancient knowledge in the books. It was the book she held
right at that moment that allowed her to light the fire illuminating the area, for the
trees blocked most of the sun's light.

All around, gold glittered as the various artifacts and treasures surrounded the area. She
muttered to herself, testing her spells on the stack of burning wood before her, "Firebolt!"

With a crack, a lightning-shaped bolt of fire raced towards the wood. There was a crack
and an explosion of fire, and the wood was blackened with fire. Black Amiko grinned. She
accomplished one of the Dark Digimon Tamer's favorite spells.

She tried another spell, a quite useful one at that. She raised her hand, palm up, at an
ancient hammer a distance away. With a closing of her fingers, she called the hammer
towards her. It flew from its resting place, and landed in her hands.

But that wasn't the spell. "Volcanic Hammer!" she yelled.

The hammer burst in an aura of flames, not burning her hand at all. She hit a nearby tree
with it, causing black splinters to go flying from a mess quickly made. She smiled even
wider. She then turned to the last page of the book, for she had already read the entire
book- except for one spell. The words sprang out at her as she read them aloud, "Beware, do
not allow your mind to be imprisoned. Passions can't be shackled by laws or mastered with
logic. The choice is freedom or death."

She smirked at the words. "Quite fitting words of war."

She then looked at the spell. It actually needed an incantation! She saw a block of black
in the middle of the page. Was that the incantation? A simple box? She pressed her face
closer to it, and was surprised to find that it wasn't just a box.

The incantation was written incredibly small. She wouldn't have seen the many tiny strokes
if not for barely noticing gaps in the middle of the block. She pulled forth a magnifying
glass and looked at the letters.

Lines flew across each symbol. Certainly, it wasn't English, Japanese, German, Elvish, the
Black Language of Mordor, or Mokona, of which she fluently spoke all but the latter. (She
absolutely refused to speak the language of a white, furry ball.) It was written in the
language of ancients, with an insanely long incantation. She knew only a bit of the ancient
language, and only could decipher just a few blocks of it. She swore, "How the Hell will I
master this now..." And then something caught her eye. "Huh?!"

She saw a small sentence at the bottom of the page. Using her magnifying glass, she read
it aloud, "Only the passionate will know the secret of the words. War is not a tool of the
rational or the orderly. Red must be paid." Red...? ...Blood?

She turned to behind the last page, as if expecting more text to be there. It was
completely blank, save for a circle in the middle of the page. She had a tiny notion. She
bit her finger, and saw blood flow out. Not knowing quite what to do, she pressed her
bloody finger on to the page, directly in the middle of the circle.

She was surprised to find she couldn't move her finger from the page. Blood flowed from her
finger and spread across the page. Her finger felt weaker as more blood flowed through. She
saw that the blood didn't spread normally, but it flowed through the page in set streams
and lines. She was surprised to see that the Rood Inverse formed with her blood in the
middle of the circle. Red letters then appeared on the top of the page, and her finger was
released from the page.

She shook and kissed her finger in pain, her hand weak from the loss of blood. She read
aloud the words, "Truly, you soul is passionate."

She muttered to herself, "Well, at least passionate enough to test a random idea."

She read again, "The words of war shall thus be given."

(he pages turned back, and the black box was clear again. However, red was inside the box.
Certain letters glowed red from her blood, and clearly, five words could be read in the
black box, magnified enough to be readable. She was surprised to find that they were now in
English. 'It's mostly a feint? Those ancients created a good defense.'

She then read the red text, "'I call for true chaos'... Hmm... Lame, cliché words of war if
you ask me."

She sighed. Perhaps she should have read the blue one first, being the Book of Insight and
all. She then heard rustling of trees. She turned about, and saw the leaves brush aside and
someone step into the light. She didn't hear them before! She was too drawn into the book!

She leapt away, to the other side of the fire. She saw a familiar face appear from the
shadows, young, blue eyed, and hair slicked back. TM stepped forward, spotting Black Amiko,
and other rustlings were heard. "You!" she blurted out.

TM grinned as he said, "We finally found you."

Davis, Cindy, and Sesshoumaru stepped into the light as well. Black Amiko assessed her
situation, cursing to herself, 'You moron. How could you let them sneak up on you?! You are
outmatched. Think of a plan!'

"I'm pretty sure you have the Books of Mana," said Davis.

Cindy added, "We need them now!"

Black Amiko glared at them. The Books of Mana?! Why would she give them up?! She sighed,
"I'm afraid that you won't be getting them."

She then saw that they haven't noticed the stack of books just beside them. She raised a
palm, and quickly, they all flew towards her with the closing of her fingers. Everyone was
taken aback. "A telekinetic?!" Cindy said in surprise.

Black Amiko grinned. "Yeah, I am."

TM, Cindy, and Davis gritted their teeth. Black Amiko held the books in her hand, and
spoke with an advantage, "I'll be willing to trade these books, as long as I get something
in return."

The three sighed. Not another trade! Cindy glared at Black Amiko, speaking for the rest,
"We're kinda tired of striking deals..."

"Hm. Then I guess I won't be giving these."

They all sighed. Davis then glared at Black Amiko. "Why did you take the artifacts, anyway?"

Black Amiko smiled and answered, "I never thought you'd ask. You don't know my plans, and I
doubt you all have the time to stop it..."

Everyone was silent, Black Amiko held her breath, and then spoke with frightfully serious
eyes, "I plan on having complete knowledge on all magic. Every spell- every word- every
single incantation. I will know it all."

They all were taken aback. What an impossible, insane plan! TM stepped forward, yelling,
"What kind of plan is that?! Are you completely insane?"

Black Amiko's intense eyes shown clearly in the firelight. She held up the Book of Fire.
She continued, "Insane? Impossible? No. I already have mastered every spell in the Book of
Fire. That's one fifth of every spell in existence. If I can easily master every red spell,
the other spells are just a stepping stone away."

Everyone stared at Black Amiko with narrow eyes. Davis then spoke; everyone diverted their
attention to him, "Why? Why do you want to control magic?"

Once more, Black Amiko smiled at the fools. "Power," she said with emphasis. "Power for
when I will destroy this world's Master."

Everyone was silent. TM finally mustered the calm to say, "...Master?!"

She answered, "Above the Six Gods, there is a higher being. Higher than any of the awakened
dragons, higher than everything- Except Rantmon. It is from her that this world was managed
in Rantmon's absence. She is directly connected to the world, hidden within its nature. You
could argue that she is Nature itself. It is her that created me. Created me, based on your
friend, White Amiko."

TM then angrily yelled, "What the Hell does that mean?! You and Dark SSJ both said you all
were based off the other- What, does that mean you both are copies of SSJ and Amiko?!"

Black was silent. She finally spoke, eyes serious, "If you want to really know our
origins... Why not speak to her, the Master?"

They all were then silent. Black then spoke, their shadows dancing around the trees, "These
books- I'd be willing to trade them for another power... Give me all of your money. All of
it. Money is power, a power stronger than all of magic."

They were all silent. TM couldn't believe the unbelievable offer. He had finally amassed
several quadrillion dollars again! It took him another sixteen chapters to do so! He
sighed. There was no escaping it. They needed the books, and SSJ needed to be saved. He
pulled out his checkbook, scribbled everything about his bank account on a piece of paper.
He then shoved it into Black Amiko's hand. She, in turn, handed the Books to him. Everyone
glanced at Black Amiko. "I'm not one to lie," she said. "Those are the real things."

TM then gave a book to Cindy, and handing two to Davis to carry. They then glanced back at
Black Amiko, turning about and walking into the shadows again. Black Amiko then pocketed
the checkbook, turned around, and saw Sesshoumaru. "Get the books back," she commanded,
"and you may keep the Shikkon Jewel."

Sesshoumaru nodded to her. "Yes, Black Mistress. I shall do was demanded."

Sesshoumaru then dashed to follow the three out of the forest, Black Amiko smiling with
delight. The light went out- the wood had depleted and only ash lay in the center of the
dirt hole dug up. Her plan certainly was a good one, this time around.

***

SSJ slept peacefully on the wall of his cell. He hadn't moved since midnight, except for
the contractions and expansions of his lungs. He didn't hear the knockings on the door that
echoed throughout the cell. He didn't hear the door opened or the footsteps of someone
walking in. He didn't even hear the clinking of metal scimitars. He was only jolted awake
when he was tossed away from the wall and onto the cold floor.

Quickly awake, he turned his head to see his awakener- an Uruk-Hai. It held its scimitar to
his neck. SSJ edged back, getting to his feet and stepping away from the blade. He came
into the hallway, and saw himself surrounded with orcs again. Once more, they spurred him
through the stone hallway, the sun shining brightly overhead.

He came to the carpeted room again. He was pushed onward, and stood in front of Naraku
once more. Naraku grinned. "What is this about?" SSJ groaned. "More torment?"

Naraku shook his head, still grinning stupidly. "No," he replied. "Well, not the kind you
would imagine."

Naraku snapped his fingers, and SSJ noticed, for the first time, that there was a flowing
curtain behind the throne Naraku sat in. It raised up, light pouring under it and into the
room behind. SSJ's eyes widened with surprise when he saw what was behind the curtain.

He saw Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippou, Sango, and Miroku, chained to the wall opposite him. They
were chained within a backroom of polished wood, everywhere shining. They were all clearly
aware of their surroundings. Kagome was crying. Inuyasha stood, depressed. Shippou couldn't
stand it. Sango, too, had a river of tears flowing from her eyes, and Miroku stared
dejectedly at the ground.

And within the room was Rith, the Awakener. SSJ didn't need much thinking to figure out
what he would witness. "Dear God..."

"Consider this your lucky day," Naraku proudly announced. "You won't be the one to suffer
the fate of these ones!"

Rith bellowed into the sky. SSJ stood were he was, staring wide-eyed at the horror which
would unfold. He couldn't stand it, either. The orcs surrounded him, weapons drawn. He was
unarmed, and his fists would be absolutely useless. His intelligence, pointless, slow, and
unreliable in such a situation. He could not do anything. He saw Rith bare its teeth, and
could only yell in protest in random Japanese, "YAMERO!" (Subtitles: STOP!)

Yet, the dragon did not stop. Elsewhere, Cell sat in his solitary room, watching the scene
unfold with excited eyes. He chuckled, happy to see SSJ suffer. Back at Rith, saliva fell
to the floor as its teeth remained bared. There was no hope. Rith pressed its face closer
to its first target- Sango. "Iya!" she screamed. (Subtitles: No!)

Naraku could only smile. SSJ's face twisted and contorted, growing ever the more hateful.
Rith raised its head in preparation to tear through Sango and eat her as she stood. SSJ
yelled once more, his screams echoing throughout the entire castle, "YAMERO!"

---- To Be Continued ----

- ENDING SONG: FUKAI MORI -

boku-tachi wa ikiru hodo ni
nakushite'ku sukoshi zutsu
itsuwari ya uso wo matoi
tachisukumu koe mo naku

aoi aoi sora no iro mo kidzukanai mama
sugite yuku mainichi ga kawatte yuku

tsukurareta wakugumi wo koe ima wo ikite
sabitsuita kokoro mata ugokidasu yo

toki no RIZUMU wo shireba mo ichido toberu darou

boku-tachi wa samayoi nagara
ikite yuku doko made mo
shinjite'ru hikari motome
arukidasu kimi to ima

---- Preview ----

[Japanese Yu Yu Hakusho Preview music plays in background. The six appear as chibi style,
and random scenes from the next episode play, though you can't see because this is text. =P]

SSJ: Holy crap, what's going to happen?

Amiko: Damn you, and your cliffhangers!

Kensou: Anyway, next time! On GINGA GIRI GIRI!

(Kensou's chibi self then turned to SSJ.)

Kensou: I did that correctly, right?

(SSJ nodded, and then TM continued.)

TM: Will we reach Naraku in time to take back the Jewel?

Davis: What will happen with Sesshoumaru and his quest for the Shikkon Jewel?

Cindy: And when will Amiko and Kensou return and will they help this situation?!

All: Next! On GINGA GIRI GIRI! "A Man's Back"

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