Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with Yu Yu Hakusho; I am just twisting the characters to fit into the story of my imagination. All I own is the plot and Original characters in this story. Warning: Language and adult themes throughout story.

Chapter One

It was an average day, like always. I was walking home, trying to mind my own business but the punks around here have other ideas. Typical. Ever since Urameshi hasn't been around on the streets as often, the punks have turned to me to prove just how 'tough' they are; comes with the turf of once being the toughest girl of Sarayashki Junior High School, I guess. Hell, they even leave Kuwabara alone. Which is completely not fair since he is a universal punching bag for everyone.

"Well, well. Look what we have here boys. If it isn't Rin."

"I'll give you idiots til the count of three to back off before I ram your heads into the cement."

"Ha! Like we're scared of Urameshi's little slut!"

"Die."

With that said and moving faster than any of those weaklings could see, I smashed all but the gang leader's head into the sidewalk mercilessly. I somehow managed to keep my rage under control enough to actually NOT kill them. I slowly began to make my way towards the coward. Every step I took towards him, he'd take a step back.

"Yo-You're a freak! A fucking freak!"

And with that he ran; Brainless dimwit. I gave chase like a lioness chasing after her next meal. As I was about to make my move and catch him, I had to quickly dodge as someone went to tackle me to the ground. Watching the jerk that I had been chasing get away, I let out a frustrated yell as I turned to the one who tried to tackle me, only to find my childhood friend on the ground; he had sit up by this point and was rubbing his head.

"What the hell is your problem, Urameshi? I almost had that asshole!"

"Testy as always, eh Rin?"

"Fuck you. That son of a bitch called me your slut and needs to learn some fucking manners."

"Yeesh, and Keiko said I have a foul mouth. And don't worry, I'm sure you'll catch his ass later," he stood up and began to dust himself off before looking at me; tilting his head to the side, I knew he was taking in my appearance since he hadn't seen me in a few years. I hadn't grown much in height; I barely came to his chin. My pitch black hair was done in low hanging pigtails that were just past the small of my back which made my hair somewhere between the back of my knees but past my ass and I was a lot skinnier than he would probably remember.

"You look like you haven't had a good meal in a while. What the hell happened, your Ma's amazing cooking skills finally slip?"

I stiffened at his comment and looked down at the sidewalk so Yusuke wouldn't see the tears that had begun to well up in my eyes but he saw them anyway. Damn him and his good eye sight. While he put an arm around my shoulder to try and comfort me, I buried my face against the side of his neck and let the tears run free.

"Come on. Why don't you come to Keiko's and my apartment and you can tell me what I said to make you upset. I'll even let you beat the snot out of me afterwards if it'll help."

I couldn't help but laugh meekly at that. He was trying to cheer me up after upsetting me, damn him. All I could do was nod. He kept his arm slung over my shoulder, beginning to lead me to the apartment. As we walked I thought about everything that made me come back home after the tragedy I had been dealt. Apparently my Grandmother was still alive and my father quite possibly, unless he had gotten himself killed. I've noticed that whenever I begin to think of my father, I start to play with the necklace that my mother gave me. It's nothing more than a simple leather strap wrapped around a crystal teardrop; apparently it had been the one gift my father had given to my mother other than myself of course.

Yusuke's POV

I couldn't help but study my old childhood friend that I haven't seen since Junior High. She went to a different High School than Keiko, Kuwabara and I. She'd changed quite a bit. She wasn't much taller than she had been when she had left, her hair was defiantly longer than I remember and she was not as sweet and happy-go-lucky either. The fact that just mentioning her mother made her well up with tears and that she looked and felt very malnourished had me very worried. Movement caught my eye and she began to play with a necklace around her neck. My eyes widened at what I saw on the necklace.

"Hey, where'd you get that? It looks pretty old."

"Mom gave it to me. She said it was the one gift besides me that he gave her."

"Ah."

That left me with a few questions. What the happened to Rin's mom and where the hell did Rin's old man get the tear of an ice apparition to give to her Ma?