Well, this idea came to me while I was reading a fic I printed out, even though I have never actually read a fic like this so HAHAHAHHA…sorry, I've only drank about five sodas today…that and the fact that since no internet is available I do this in my spare time….enjoy….

Summary: Yuya Shiina is not the innocent bounty hunter everyone sees and believes she is. Her past is not only haunted by her brother's death, but what happened in the years following his death. Hiding her abilities is hard when trying to defend herself, but she'll use them if pushed and her friend's lives are at stake.

Disclaimer: If I owned it, there would be a lot more Yuya and Kyo action going on…

Episode 1: Secrets From Thy Past

Yuya stretched her arms up as she walked down the little garden path. The group was staying at an inn in a little village in the mountains. The blonde had finally gotten a good night sleep away from Kyo, Benitora, and Akira. One of them had found a couple of 'lady' friends and invited them into their rooms. Yuya just knew what would happen and had excused herself from the others to go to bed.

She had woken early and was now on her way to a small clearing she had seen on her way into the village for some early morning exercise. It was barely light now, and it was still early enough for the men to be asleep due to the excessive drinking the night before. It was truly disgusting and annoying how they treated her when they were like that, but what could she expect? They were men after all.

She found the clearing with no problem about twenty minutes after she had left the inn. She was carrying a bokken (Don't kill me if I can't spell it right), her 'wooden' sword. None of the others expected that the 'wooden sword had been with her since several days after her brother's death, years earlier.

Sighing, she walked into the clearing which wasn't huge but gave her enough space for different movements. Holding the 'wood' in both of her hands, she gently slid a sword from the longer end and removed the wood from the hilt. The sword had been in her family for years without her knowledge and had never failed her. Her soft eyes had changed to that of dead calm and utter seriousness in what she was doing. She placed the wooden pieced on the ground and held the sword in one hand as she took a defensive position and began the drills that had been drilled into her mind.

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Benitora had heard Yuya leave her room early that morning. Although he wasn't fully awake, he followed her quietly and without her knowing to a small clearing that had been near the road into the village. He had watched her pull the sword and was shocked at how well she began to use it.

So much for a simple gun slinging bounty huntress, he thought to himself as he watched her attack an invisible opponent. Not bad, he thought again as he watched her go into another defensive position.

Suddenly she disappeared and before he knew it, he felt cold steel against his throat. She had seen him.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes narrowing at him as he looked at her. "I don't like being watched." Her voice was much more serious than usual, and he could tell she wasn't joking. She had been trained as what? A warrior? No, that couldn't be it. An assassin? No possible way, he thought, actually getting a little nervous at that thought. Women and swords were not a good mixture.

"I came…uh…looking for you." He said glancing down at the cold steel at the base of his neck. He gave her a small smile, trying to make her remove the sword.

She glared at him with icy eyes before making a decision. Pressing the sword closer to his neck before saying, "I'll spare your life on two conditions. One, no more following me. Two, you tell anyone about this or my 'technique' and 'abilities'. If you break either of those two conditions, you're pretty little head will be resting elsewhere." She gave him an innocent smile as she took her sword away and went back to re-sheath it in its wooden case.

Without looking at him, she began walking back down the path she had come and towards the inn. She had been gone nearly three hours now, and the others would probably be up. She could hear Benitora running to catch up, and then watched him from the corner of her eye as he walked slightly behind her.

The two arrived back at the inn to find Kyo and Akira waiting for them outside. Kyo looked bored, and Akira simply watched them approach.

"So where'd you two go off to?" Akira asked, a little hinting in his voice. Yuya's sudden glare caught all of them off guard. Kyo merely raised an eyebrow as Benitora and Akira stared at her as she walked past them and to her room to gather her things. Her attitude was far from sweet this morning. No one had ever seen her handle a sword, and she had never intended on anyone seeing her either. If Benitora ever said anything, she'd have to punish him.

"So what's with her?" Akira asked after she disappeared into the inn. He was still a little shocked at her reaction to his question which had only been a joke.

"Uh…she…uh…stubbed her toe this morning." Benitora piped in trying to make sure no one thought anymore of her completely different attitude. His suspicion about her being trained as an assassin was growing, quickly.

"Who care's." Kyo said standing and walking inside to go get something to eat. Benitora and Akira following soon after.

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A few hours later, the group found themselves on the road again, heading between two mountains to another town on the other side. They had been walking for nearly three hours when they had decided to take a break.

Benitora began rummaging through the bags and gradually began tossing things about, getting a few raised eyebrows from the others.

"What's wrong? Lose something?" Akira asked, just waiting for an excuse to pick on him.

"My bag is missing!" Benitora growled in frustration as he sorted through the bags again. Akira started laughing until Benitora said, "So are yours you little smart ass."

"What are you talking about?" Akira asked as he went over and started rummaging through the bags like Benitora.

"This isn't possible. I was sure I put them here." Akira moaned as he kicked a tree.

"We'll have to go back." Benitora said as he threw the bags back onto the cart. "Let's go kid." He said as he began walking back the way they had come.

"I'm not going anywhere." Yuya muttered sitting down. "I'll wait right here." She muttered as Akira ran to catch up and she turned to glare at Kyo.

"Are you that dumb woman?" He asked sitting down a ways away from her against a tree, sword across his lap.

"Stop calling me that." Yuya growled. "I have a name."

Kyo remained silent as he closed his eyes and seemed to go to sleep.

Rolling her eyes, Yuya organized the group's belonging's, putting her 'bokken' near enough to grab as she sat down to polish her guns.

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An hour went by as the Kyo and Yuya waited for Akira and Benitora to return. The sun was close to setting, so Yuya decided to start a fire and make dinner. Glancing at Kyo, she noticed he was probably asleep, since his blood red eyes were closed. Sighing to herself, the blonde walked into the surrounding trees and collected fire wood.

When Yuya returned, Kyo was in the same position, and she muttered a few choice words underneath her breath as she made as much noise as possible. Slamming down the wood, she began rummaging loudly through the bags and finally found what she had been looking for.

After starting her fire, she pulled out a pot and went to go fill it with water from the stream nearby. Coming back, she was more ticked off than ever, because Kyo was still sleeping peacefully.

"Selfish bastard." Yuya muttered as she began making their dinner, which would be soup. "Akira and Benitora are probably eating at the inn." She muttered angrily. Looking at the still sleeping Kyo she rolled her eyes, "Kyo your a dumb, fat, lazy ass." She hissed as she took a stick from nearby and threw it at his head.

Of course he caught it and looked at her like she was stupid. "Why even bother?" He asked closing his eyes and going back to sleep.

"Y...you..." Yuya fumed. She was already having a bad day, and this lazy ass acted as if she had done nothing. Grabbing her 'bokken', Yuya stalked towards him and aimed to hit him as if it were a baseball bat.

"Watch it woman...Hey!" Kyo was beginning to say as she swung. He caught it in his hand, and wouldn't release it; her anger only grew.

"What the hell's in this thing? What type of god damn wood is this?" He asked no one in particular as he looked at it, the wood refusing to break under his grip.

"Let go you dumb ass..." Yuya muttered as she aimed to kick at him, his other hand caught her foot and yanked her to the ground, a smile playing on his face.

"Not until you tell me where you got this." He inquired, looking at the bokken.

"Go to hell." Yuya whispered as she was able to yank it free from his grasp. The only problem was, the lock that kept kilt and sheath together had come apart, and the wood slid easily off of the sword. Shit, Yuya thought as she stood and held the sword at her side, its metal glinting in the failing light.

"Interesting."Kyo mused as he watched her back up a few feet. "Now where did you get that I wonder."

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Don't kill me, ttyl!

-DHM-