Chapter 1

Months after the end of the Demon World tournament, Yomi and Shura walked Demon World, training and growing as father and son. Yomi was interested to see how Shura would progress and so far he had proved to be an excellent heir. In their travels they had made few friends and twice as many enemies, just as he did when he was king. In less than three years' time, he and Shura would return and fight in the tournament once again. Only this time, he would fight and win against anyone-especially with Yusuke out of the picture and only Mukuro to worry about- and reinvent his dream of having a united world for all demons under his rule. He would have no trouble destroying anyone who interfered. Besides even if Shura could win instead of him, he could rule through his son. It's not like the lad knew anything about running a kingdom, all he thought about was fighting and was selfish. In a few years maybe he would mature and prove to him that he would be ready for the responsibility.

"Father!" Shura said snapping him out of his plans.

"Yes, Shura?" Yomi said evenly.

"Here looks like a great place to camp for the night and do our morning training!"

"That it does" Yomi looked out at the landscape, hearing not seeing that they were on the edge of a large forest in a small clearing. Yomi could hear the rustling of the branches from the wildlife, the sound of the creek they had been following North, the wind blowing the tops of the trees and by the chill in the air he could tell it was turning night.

"Shura, fetch us some wood, we're going to go fishing," he smiled knowing Shura was frowning and about to start his groaning.

"Not again! I'm sick of fish!" Shura started complaining just as Yomi predicted.

"I told you, fishing-"

"Teaches basic killing techniques and communication when we cook it and yada yada," Shura rolled his eyes at his father, "I understand that Father but for tonight can we please eat something else?!"

"Fine Shura, but if that is how you wish it, anything you kill you must kill, cook, and eat yourself and there will be a punishment of you do not eat all of it and make use of the rest of it."

Yomi could sense Shura's frustration as his son huffed and stormed away, jumping off into the trees. Yomi sighed deeply. Teaching his son the values and morals of a warrior was harder than he thought. Shura simply thought that brute strength was the way to win a battle. He wanted his son to exceed him but at this rate, Shura would be a child forever and grow up to be just as arrogant and rash as he was when he was traveling with Youko all those many centuries ago.

An hour later, Shura showed back up with a killed pig wrapped around his shoulders like a scarf. Yomi had already started eating some berries and fish, with a nice fire going.

Shura lay down his kill, his father knew he was there since his ear twitched but he made no attempt to turn to acknowledge him. Shura started cleaning and cutting the meat.

"Father-"

"You wanted to do this yourself, you shall" Yomi stated simply.

"So I must-"

"Do everything yourself," Shura was aggravated at his Father for not looking at him, for being so cold. Shura didn't understand the lesson his father was teaching him. He started to make his own fire and worked on the hog until he was aggravated by it. When the hog was finally ready to cook, he wasn't in the mood to deal with it anymore. He knew though that his father would lecture him and in return make him wish he had just caught the damn fish.

"Watch the language" Yomi's voice made him jump.

"Tsk..." he didn't realize he had spoken out loud.

The next morning, Yomi and Shura started their daily sparring in the forest.

"I know what you did last night. What did I say about you not using it all?"

"I-I don't know what-" he was cut off by a kick to the jaw.

"Don't lie to me son!"

Shura knew what he was talking about. When he thought his Father was sleeping he slipped the uneaten meat that he cooked into his backpack and tossed the bones and everything else into the river so that it float downstream. He was hoping that demons and animals would pick it off, some of the lower demons didn't care as long as it was meat, and some would even eat the bones. Evidently his father wasn't asleep and had heard the whole thing.

"Shura, this is your punishment."

After a brutal reminder as to why his father was one of the three kings, Shura was on all fours coughing and wheezing. It was like he had fought in the Demon Tournament all over again. He ached.

"Have you learned my son?"

"Ye…yes Father…" Yomi picked up Shura and carried him to let him rest. Yomi, though, could feel his anger and disappointment.

"Shura, you must understand honesty and integrity. If you cannot be loyal to your word, then how can I expect you to be loyal to any man you work with?"

Shura didn't answer but now understood his father better. His lessons were hard but that meant they stuck deeper too.

A few days later, Yomi and Shura climbed up the side of a high mountain.

"Father, we're on a journey, we could have just gone around. It's not like we don't have time" Shura said looking down at his father from the top with a bored expression, crouching down with his head resting in his palm.

"Shura, sometimes the easiest way is not the correct way" he jumped the rest of the way up standing at the top, loving the feeling of freedom and the smell of… He sniffed and heard Shura doing the same. That smell… was it... human?

"Shura, do you smell it?"

"Human… should we follow it and see if it's dead?"

"It's alive and moving toward us. I also sense a few C-class demons in pursuit."

"Should we help?" he asked reluctantly.

"Nah, it's on its own."

Yomi jumped back down the mountain with Shura close by. Yomi couldn't care less about a human. They slipped through the barrier between worlds from time to time, though lately it had been on an incline. Besides, the law now stated that if they found a human, they had to make sure that they were escorted to the Human Recovery Team for safe exportation back to human world after their memories are wiped. If they didn't run into them then the law didn't apply to them. Humans were not his responsibility and he planned to keep it that way. As the wind whipped by, he started his climb down behind Shura. All the way down all he could smell was something sweet mixed in with the human scent and panic.

Author's Note:

Hello! I hope you all enjoyed my first Chapter to my new YuYu Hakusho story! Please read and review and if you have any questions please message me! I'll do my best to respond as fast as possible to you! This is the beginning of another adventure for me and I hope you all enjoy it as well!