Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or its characters.

Author's Note: Some characters have been gender-bended. This chapter was a little co-written with IamEnVIOUS. Just a tiny bit.

THE PROLOGUE

It was a cold and wet beginning, not your typical start of a story yet its circumstance is not uncommon. A northern wind had blown in. The dank air having had settled in the province of where we begin, and that sordid air laid thickly within the atmosphere. Prior to sunrise, a violent storm had poured away the muck of the streets, but the shower could not wash away and remove all of the filth for the better of itself. This day was dimly lit; the sun hardly stood any chance to break through those grey ominous plumes.

Now that the setting has been placed, we come upon the star of our tale. She is a redheaded beauty, though not as beautiful as the stereotype of beauty that insisted upon what is beautiful of her time and place. She had milk-white skin, rather pasty, and her gleaming eyes were as dark as midnight. A heart shaped face, high cheek bones, a pointed chin, full rosy lips, eyes locked into a deep and sensual gaze, thick thighs and muscular legs, she had a stronger built than the average girl's, and she had copious breasts while her body curved to the shape of an hourglass.

She popped a chocolate cherry morsel into her mouth boorishly, eating the next just as ravenously.

"Kaguya!" She heard her brother call from down the hall of her bedroom. "If you continue to eat that shit, you'll end up a fat and an even uglier bitch! And then no one will want you!"

The redhead narrowed her eyes into a deathly stare, as if her eyes could penetrate through the walls. "That's not true, Shigure!" She seethed with a sneer. She spoke in a condescending tone; "Why, Yukio is going to propose to me one of these days! Just you wait and see! We'll be married and have a nice home and everything!" She gushed that latter sentence before she suddenly squealed.

Kaguya kicked her legs childishly into the air and then fell onto her back, onto the bed. She had thus begun to ramble on.

"Our sheets will heave a passionate siiiiigh…" She expressed eloquently. " And then one day we'll hear the sweet sounds of the pitter patter of little feet! OOOOH! Our babies will be SO cute!"

"And what if he doesn't?" Her brother asked, who stepped foot into her room.

Shigure was a tall and handsome man, whose demeanor was usually placid. He had broad shoulders, his arms muscular as were the rest of him, he had soft brown locks and milk chocolate eyes. While Kaguya cared about her femininity, Shigure could care less about his own masculinity. He only likes and dislikes… He was a simple man who enjoyed a good laugh, a good brewsky and cigarettes.

His sister blinked dully at him. "Don't what?"

There was no kindness in Shigure's eyes. "What if he doesn't propose to you?" He said it was though it was a fact rather than it being a question.

Kaguya sat up and looked up at him and then grabbed her beloved Eikitchi, the creature in her grasp mewled in response. The lady pouted at her brother. "How DARE you say that! You know him and I are meant to be together!"

"Ahh, yeah, all because of a stupid red thread lead you to him." Shigure smoothly sucked in a breath as he slicked his bangs back. "Oh, yeah." He breathed. "Talk about how fucked up that must be for him."

"What's wrong with me?" Kaguya asked her brother, having taken his words to heart.

"It's sad that you haven't figured that out yet..." Shigure mocked. "A lot of things are wrong about you."

Kaguya turned red faced as she bared her teeth into her lower lip. "Let me rephrase that: Why wouldn't he marry me? Look at me." She flashed a dazzling smile.

Her brother rolled his eyes. "Yes, look at the fool. There are far more beautiful candidates out there for him to settle down with some hideous half-wit."

The girl growled and then hissed; "You're mean! GET OUT! GET OUT! OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU ASSHOLE!" She stood up after placing down her feline friend and went to push him out.

Shigure kicked her in the face, which sent her falling back down onto the bed. "By the way, finish up already. Going by your slow ass pace, we'll be late for the party for sure."

Kaguya sulked as she grabbed her comb and thus started the process of brushing her vermillion hair. "It's not easy being me."

"No kidding and hurry up!" Shigure yelled from beyond the door.

Just as she began to seethe, that was when she remembered…

It dawned on her when the light in fixture above her popped and gave into the darkness of her room.

Today was the day that Kaguya was going to be reunited with her friends and other demons in Makai.

Oh, how could she forget today? Today was the day she will be reunited with the love of her life and future husband. She face palmed at herself. She was just so busy fantasizing about him that she had forgotten. She was caught in a moment and her brain had excused itself and left, having flown out the window like a soldier jumping off a plane.

After she finished her hair, she searched for her headset and turned on her music. Heavy Metal blasted into her eardrums, just the way she liked it, too. The sound dulled out all other noise and frequency her mind often picked up.

Dressed in fishnet stockings, knee-high steel toed black boots, a plaid skirt with a red petticoat, a tight corset, a fishnet shirt under a black trench coat, and once her face was painted Kaguya was ready for anything.

The pounding on her door added tension. "Princess... hurry the fuck up!" Shigure roared.

"I'm COMING! Goddammit, I'm hurrying as fast as I'll go. Shit." Kaguya muttered vulgarities under her breath.

...T.B.C...

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