Dearest Kage,
Not a day goes by that I dont think about you, and I know it sounds kind of crazy. But it was the way you could make me feel. You made me laugh. THe first time I ever saw you, you stared deep into my eyes and you had a smile that made me go weak at the knees. It's been five years to the day now that you've been gone. So you are probably just turning 18. Congratulations! I turn 17 in 3 weeks, and then exactly a week later, you come back. I'm so glad. I can't wait to see you.
Met any girls over there? lol I've been dating this guy, no I'm just kiddin. You know I could never forget you. All though, this guy Yota is really getting on my nerves. He actually just moved from America California. That's half way across the country from New York. So I doubt you know him. Anyway, apparentally whil ein America, he was very popular. Like, I swear, atheletes here, are treated like kings. Over there, there treated like Gods as I'm sure you've noticed, American ways have sure gone to his head and he's making a complete ass out of himself. He's asked me out every single day and everyday I turn him down, and then each day before 5th hour, he makes this huge scene about it in the lunchroom. I have a surprise when you get back. You'll believe it...it's just not...me. Anyway. Missing you
All my love,
IZ

Izumi Jaganshi put down her penand sat back in her chair. She though back to when she and Kage had first met. She had been nine years old and nobody knew who she really was. She really wanted to enter the tournament because she knew how to defeat the enemy. But she couldn't just give the information to her brother because he would want to know how she knew. But something went wrong, her best friend dressed her up as how she used to look, drawing everyones attention. Hiei found out first and then during a her wig fell off. Iz looked back and laughed at the situation now. Cause, it hadn't been funny back then.

She got up and went to her closet and reached up to get a black sweat shirt on the top shelf. But when it came down, it wasn't the only thing. A shoe box came down with it, and papers scattered evey where. "Dearest Iz, missing you. I think of you everyday, 'Dearest Iz, I couldn't sleep last night, and you know what I did, I thought of the memory of your face." "Iz, I'm bored, so I thought now I would write you just to pass time." "Hi, wanted to return your letter and go all dramatic or me and think I'm dead. Well I'm not. Well bye." "Hey Iz, listen, tone down your letters. I can't keep up." "Anyone ever tell you, you make your letters longer than the Bill Of Rights? Bye." "Hey, I gotta jet, hot soccor practice. See you when I see you." "I don't know, I'll be back, but I'm in no hurry. What's there to come back to anyway?" "

And so it went. At first the letters came more frequently, long, sweet and romantic letters. Then as time progresses, the letters come with longer stretches of time in between them. They also seemed to have less hearts between. Lately the letters have come about once every month or twice and only contained a scrawny sentence ot two. Sometimes the letters...were just...down right mean. Iz rolled her eyes, scooped up the letters, tossing them back into the box and thwer on her sweatshirt, she was already late as it was. Boton was going to kill her. Boton and Iz were having lunch together with her father, Hiei, Iz rolled her eyes again. An hour of torture, where Boton and Hiei made goo goo eye's at eachother and Izimi tried to keep her food down.

As the doorbell rang, Iz ran a brush quickly through the black hair she was sporting. When she was nine, everyone found out who she really was, she found out who she really was, and in honor of knowing, she was Hitami Menomeno, but was really Izimi Jaganshi, daughter of the infamous Hiei. She kept her human deep, green eyes and reverted to her tuest forms hair color, jet black. She was looking where she was going and ran right into Kurama "Opps, sorry bro. I'm late. Can't talk" She tried to scoot past him, but he seemed intent to having a conversation at the worst possible time.

"Iz, you look beautiful." he sorta chuckled.

"Thanks but I have to go." she said quickley.

Then it clicked, Kurama was making fun of her. She looked down at her outfit. Her favorite, though faded, ripped jeans and of course black top.

"Why do you always insist on wearing black? You look better in bright colors."

"I don't ALWAYS wear black, just when I'm with Boton and my dad."

"Why?"

Izumi visibally signed. "You wouldn't understand," and she ducked under his arms, and before he could protest, slipped out the door and hopped in her car. She could've ra, but she needed to relax and cool air could do her good.

In truth, the reason she always wore black around Hiei, is beacuse in the years that Hiei thought her dead, never existing again she grew apart and how she wanted to be just like him, and if she and Hiei looked alike, Boton would be sure to feel like an outsider. Not that she disliked Boton, but she disliked the idea idea of Hiei and Boton

She landed softly and took a breath and walked into the restaurant, bumping into someone she dreaded seeing.