Chapter 2: A Japanese Delinquent Spirit Boy

The next day, Harris woke up and did what he usually did to get ready for work. He poured some cereal, got dressed, practiced his Bagua (the martial art and spiritual art), and hopped on his motorcycle to get to the station. He ran inside and saw everyone huddling around each other talking, but the boss stopped them and went over to Harris to hand him a mission for the day. "Hold it hold it hooooold it!" he yelled "You want me to go to Japan, for a delinquent 20 year old with Yokai powers? Is this a joke, I could be dealing with Beast Pirates in the Pacific ocean or something. Instead you're making me babysit some highschool brat with a wooden sword and an attitude!" he yelled a bit pissed with the assignment, but everyone looked in different directions. "I'm talking to all of you dammit, don't ignore me!!" he yelled again. Boss patted him on the back. "Harris, trust me, this kid is no joke. He's been called the Spawn of Ibaraki Doji...mostly cause he is...but we have faith that you can bring him here to offer him a job." he said calmly, but Harris just punched him in the ribs and walked outside angry. Ben looked guilty that he had to resort to using a mission to get Harris to start dating, but Quason looked as if he was planning something. "Okay, someone heal boss...Boss, I'll follow Harris and make sure he doesn't knock this kid's skull into his neck. And someone, prepare a room." he said as he used a stealth spell to cloak himself, and then went outside to follow Harris.

Harris used a teleport zone to warp himself to Japan, on the other side of the world. Quason wasn't far behind, still cloaked from detection. As Harris walked towards a school, he felt a strange energy around it, and it was anciently demonic in nature. He saw many different yokai roaming around, but they weren't bothering anyone while in a will-o-wisp form so he left them be. Then he saw the boy he was looking for, or rather he almost got hit in the face with his wooden bokken sword covered in spirit energy and missing the hilt. The boy looked angry, and seemed sort of like a delinquent Japanese school boy. Only differences was he was a bit chubby, had long green hair going down to the back of his neck, his pants looked like what a Shaolin monk would wear, and had a sort of anime longcoat and a sheath for his sword. He looked like he also had red skin, but it was just the way the sun shone on his dark tan skin (another part was his anger). "Look, I'm very irritated right now. Leave me alone and go back to whatever country you came from foreigner." he said in Japanese. Harris had a translator in the form of a hearing aid in his right ear so he understood what he was saying. He said something in Japanese that was supposed to be "I'm not in the mood for your attitude", but it was "I don't care if you pretend to be rude", which ticked the boy off and he readied his sword with a Two-Sword Style stance, but he used his sheath as a second sword. Harris took a stance too. Both seemed to mirror each other since they used the 8 Trigrams. Harris stood with his legs at Heaven and Earth, while his hands were both in front of him with his palms open. The boy the same way but his arms were pointing to River and Mountain. Both of them waited for the other to make a move, until a teacher got in between them both. "Excuse me, but what exactly is going on here? I bet this annoying brat was getting ready to beat up an officer of the law, and steal his money." he assumed. The boy stood normally again and sheathed his sword to walk away. Harris went to follow him but the teacher stopped him. "I wouldn't, he's just a lost cause. The other teachers may have faith in that little fool but I don't." he said sternly. But Harris went after him anyway.

As Harris walked to find the boy, Quason followed and made sure that no one interrupted them on the way. Harris saw that he lived in an average apartment with someone that looks like his brother. "Kamai, why are you home so early? You know what mom said about skipping school now get your ass back there." he said sternly, but his little brother didn't acknowledge him. His brother was smoking a cigarette, and almost looked exactly like his little brother, only he was more buff and dressed differently. "Look, I don't care bro. No one cares if I'm at school or not and I sure as hell don't care about anyone else there. Who cares about getting some fourth grade education? How about teaching people not to be homophobic assholes, or how adults need to accept change in the world instead of acting like the world revolves around their rapid stupidity. They don't teach that, they just want people to be as stupid as they are." he said obviously still angry. His brother's expression changed a bit, and he saw Harris out the window. "Remember when you said you wanted to be a policeman in the Western Continent? How about you focus on that, no one's gonna make fun of you because you're gay alright?" he said as he went to open the door. Harris went inside after taking off his boots and went to talk to Kamai. He noticed the painting of the yokai called Kamaitachi, which is where Kamai got his name from. "Hey, Kamai. About earlier, I needed to explain. I was sent here to offer you a job at the station." Harris explained, but Kamai didn't seem to believe it. He was looking away and just sulking, but he when he saw the application for it, his face lit up a bit. "I'll make you an offer, go to school, tell your principal your concerns. You don't have to be a punk, you gotta be a man. And a man speaks his mind regardless of who listens. Just like how women do, but in a different way. Promise me you'll finish and this position is yours." he suggested. Kamai thought about it and hid his blushing face giving a thumbs up sign.

Later on Harris brought Kamai to the station in the Western Continent after his school day was over, but by the time they got there it was already late in the night. The office wasn't busy at all save for one room that was open and lit. They both went into it and saw there was food there. "Okay, now I get it. You dicks honestly think I'm gonna bone the first dude I meet? That's majorly unprofessional, and plus he's....uh, well technically over 18 and legal, but that is no excuse! Get out here dammit!" he yelled as Quason and Gabriel showed themselves. Kamai almost swung his sword at them in surprise since he never sensed them at all. "W-w-who are you both and how did you do that? And why the hell do you have ears?!" Kamai asked in utter shock, ready to draw his sword. Gabriel explained his powers, and it calmed Kamai down a little, but he was still on edge. "Sorry I'm...just not used to people being that formal, or nice to me. To be fair I did punch a lot of people. They wanted to start a fight and well, I finished it." he said trying to sound tough, but no one was buying it. He sat down and started eating while Harris kept trying to hit Quason and Gabriel for setting him up on a date. Kamai looked at him and started blushing a bit at how fast and skilled he was at fighting. He was also looking at his...additional assets as he was moving around. After a while he got up and was finished with his plate. "So..I'm finished with this. And uh, I'll finish school. If it'll shut you up about my grades, I just want to get to this job for my own reasons." he looked away still trying to seem tough. Harris escorted him to a teleport spot, and handed him his phone number just in case he ever needed to call him. Kamai smiled a bit and gave Harris his number as well before he teleported to his house. As Harris went outside, he saw his friends making smug faces, but he ignored them and rode his motorcycle home. As he rode on, he couldn't stop wondering if Kamai was a good fighter, and could use more stances than him, but he was also thinking of his legs, and how they looked finely tuned like a sumo wrestler, but he shook his head trying to forget and stopped himself from blushing. He couldn't believe he just thought that about a random person he just met.

Meanwhile Kamai was by his front door as he started thinking of Harris and his stance. He obviously knew Harris only knew just that one, but he had such confidence in it that he had no choice but to match it with his own. But then he thought about Harris without his shirt and pants, and immediately slapped himself across the face to make the thought vanish, but then his brother opened the door with a smirk on his face. "So someone met a hot guy huh? You know you can date, I won't tell mom or dad if you suck your first sausage." he said in a smug tone while drinking a beer. Kamai blushed like mad and tried to punch his brother but kept missing. His mother bonked him over the head to make him stop. "Kamai, Senkai, enough. Now Kamai, be careful. Sometimes rushing things leads to accidents, and you don't want to rush your first kiss, believe me." she said making an awkward face. Kamai wanted to scream for her and Senkai to stop but he went to his room, closed the door, and started to undress. As he did, he imagined Harris behind him rubbing his face, and it started to give him very erotic thoughts, which started to make him transform uncontrollably. His arms started to grow fur that was white as snow, and his nails grew sharper. He noticed and prevented himself from transforming any further, so later that night after dinner, he laid in his bed with only boxers thinking of himself in a sort of submissive role, and started to reveal a side that no one would see: a femboy with yokai powers who acts tough. He started to make high pitched moans as he hugged his pillow with his whole body. He felt his boxers getting tight so he snuck over and grabbed a pair of panties hidden in his closet and slid them on as he put on a dress as well and looked at himself in the mirror as he started to imagine an entire erotic situation in his mind and almost moaned loudly. He then realized he went too far and undressed and put on pajama shorts and went to bed with no one realizing what happened. He was beyond embarrassed and meditated himself to sleep with meditation music.