One Question One AnswerFour words, one 's POV

Growing up in the Spirit World, all I had was my mother. People always said that if I ever would change my hair to black, my mother and I could be twins. Except for the eyes. While she had beautiful pink eyes, I had purple. So I figured that I had my father's eyes. According to her, my father died a long time ago. No one to look into she said. He was no one important. I couldn't believe that my mother had lied to me. He had been someone important. I'm usually calm and collected like Yukina, but when I found out that my mother had lied to me, I lost it. I cried and screamed at her. I wonder how Yukina would feel when, or if, she ever found out that Hiei was her brother and that he always lied to protect her. Would she cry or scream? Would she ever forgive him? Or would she accept the fact that it was for protection for the both of them?

When I was younger, I always tried to ask questions about him and my mother would either give me a short answer or change the subject. I figured that it was still hard for her to talk about the love of her life that had died in her arms. I learned later in life that I would never get an answer from her.

But then Spirit World was threatened…

I still remember the threat like it was yesterday. That horrible, horrible storm. It wouldn't stop raining. I was helping out, trying to save documents when George bursts into the room. He came right up to me saying that Koenma wanted to see me right away in the treasure vault. I started to protest, saying that I needed to stay and finish what I was doing. He insisted that it was important and that he would take care of what I was doing. I summoned my oar to me and flew off in the direction of the vault.

George was right. It was important what Koenma was telling me. I needed to get the Power Sphere to Yusuke so no one from the Netherworld would ever be able to find it. He handed it to me wrapped up in a special cloth so it wouldn't hurt me. I could see the glow from the sphere from under the cloth as I stuck it inside my robe. He urged me to flee as quickly as I could. I summoned my oar again to me as the water rose higher and higher.

I flew off as Koenma, one of my best friends, was swept away by the current. Flying out a window, I turned. I saw one of my worst nightmares come true. Spirit World was disappearing before my very eyes, as if being swallowed by the storm. I bit back tears, but I felt some come loose as I shouted my best friends' name. I knew that if I shouted for my mother, I would have started crying. As tears stung my eyes, I felt the most horrid pain jolt through my body. I screamed as I fell. The next thing I saw was black… and I welcomed it.

The next thing I knew I was waking up in the Human world, on top of Yusuke's school. I could hardly believe my luck. It was exactly where I needed to be. I wanted to jump for joy, but I was in too much pain. I felt the sphere in my robe and I knew that it needed to be hidden. I used what spiritual energy I had and put it inside me. I felt like I was dying, it was so painful. I wouldn't be able to give it to Yusuke, but I'd be able to keep it under the radar for a while.

Standing up very slowly, I was able to walk to the edge. I knew that if I fell, someone would find me sooner or later. I would end up with something broken or a concussion, but I could live with that. And then I fell. I felt like I was falling forever, but I knew that hard, concrete ground was coming, and probably coming fast. But the ground came too soon and it wasn't hard like I thought it would be. I heard someone shouting my name. I woke to find Yusuke, and I went into hysterics. I couldn't tell him what happened to the Spirit World, but I was able to tell him to go to the Kasane Shrine and find Hinageshi. And then I welcomed the darkness again.

I felt something cool against my forehead, but my body was so warm and in so much pain that the thing on my forehead didn't matter. Then I felt something, something in my body wanting to get out. I knew that I couldn't let it. I had to fight it no matter what the cost. I cried out in agony. I suddenly felt myself in the air, my cries falling silent. I was blurring in and out of conscious. I could hear bits and pieces of the conversation that that man was having with Yusuke. All I could feel was being over someone's shoulder and leaving the safety of my friends.

I was able to get some energy back, waking up in mid air, I saw that man, whom I heard Yusuke call Yakumo, stick his hand inside my stomach. The sphere was reacting, burning. I knew I couldn't let him have it. I realized that this was the King of the Netherworld. I told him that I would never give it to him. He was able to grab the sphere and throw me over his shoulder to Hinageshi and Yusuke. I apologized to Hinageshi, I never wanted to put her in such a dangerous situation, knowing that she would eventually figure it out. Hinageshi held me when Yusuke got up to fight the King of the Netherworld. I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker now that the Power Sphere was out of my body. Running out of breath, I told Yusuke that I wasn't able to protect the Power Sphere, begging him to get it back. Right before I lost conscious, I remembered to add please. I don't remember what happened after that.

I woke up in Yusuke's arms feeling a lot better, well rested, but most of all safe. I wanted to cry cause I knew that it was over, yet there was something inside me that was sad. Like a part of me had died. So, I just stayed quiet. While getting carried back to Genkai's, Kuwabara told me almost all that had happened. Kurama and Hiei got a little tense when Yakumo's henchmen were mentioned, but I knew better than to ask.

When we got to Genkai's, I was shocked to see it in ruins. I asked Yusuke what happened and he told me that Yakumo had attacked the temple. I was speechless. I couldn't help but feel guilty like it was my fault. After getting hugs from Keiko, Yukina, and to my surprise Genkai, I was able to rest, and after two weeks of resting and light cleaning, I returned home.

I returned to my little apartment that I shared with my mother. I burst through the door, slamming it shut and fell into my mother's sudden opened arms. Collapsing on the floor, she just held me, letting me soak her kimono in tears, telling I was her brave little girl. When I finally calmed down, I was able to ask the question that had been bothering me for two weeks.

"Who is my father?"