Just to give you a taste of what's coming up later…

"Listen… okay… I don't have the slightest idea what's going on. Apparently…" she let out a laugh, "I've got a bird inside me, my brother can't speak English now, there's this big wound on my fucking chest … oh and hey, check this… there's a bunch of Japanese people that took me from my home to bring me to theirs. Not only that, but they know a shit load of information about me that I don't, and… oh, here's the best part… they know all about it because of a fucking toddler!" she let out another fake laugh as she looked them over, "My god, I think I'm going to be sick…"

I don't want to give too much away, but pretty much the YYH gang goes to get a German girl and her brother that are being hunted down by a strong demon. The girl has a phoenix inside of and Genkai pulls it out to talk to it. After words, Abby begins her training to recover her memory. Like I said I don't want to spoil it, so… R&R please?

-Disclaimer-Disclaimer-Disclaimer-

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho nor do I have any association with the owners. However, I do own Abigail, Jordan, and Vader. By brother, however, owns Neo Shobi. Do not use these characters without my[or his] permission, please.

WARNINGS: This story may have heterosexuality, and possibly homosexuality. There will be violence and foul foul foul language. Thank you for your time and please enjoy! =D

Eins!

"Abby! Abigail! It's time to get up, dearie!"

Groans came from underneath a large moving pile of blankets on a queen-sized bed. After a bit more grumbling and movement, a head popped out from underneath. Messy, mid-back, red hair covered the soft face of an 18-year-old girl. One blue eye half opened and peered at her brown-haired mother.

"I dun wanna get uuuuuup…" Abigail muttered.

"Don't give me that. You haven't been to school for the last two days. Now get up." Her mother snapped before leaving the room. The door squeaked as it shut behind her. Abby sighed heavily, closing her eyes,

"God damnit…" she flung around a bit before succeeding in getting out of the tangled up mess of blankets. She stood slowly -dressed in only a large t-shirt and a pair of boxers- popped her back several times, before walking lazily over to her dresser to pull out a pair of tight jeans and a black tank-top.

She hurried upstairs holding her clothes and went into the bathroom before anyone could say anything to her. She started up the shower before undressing and quickly getting in to be sprayed down my hot water. She smiled widely as she quickly woke up completely. It took her an hour to finish washing up and shaving. The hot water was a large distraction… it just made her feel so alive. Odd.

She stepped out of the steaming bathroom, dressed in the clothes she had pulled from her dresser. She had taken her messy red hair and tied it up into pigtails. Half of her head was shaven [from the top of the ears down], and showed the blonde color of her natural hair. She made her way back to the basement, but instead of going to her room she went to the one next to it. She looked in at her blonde-haired passed out twin, asleep in his own queen-sized bed. She watched him sleep for a moment before letting out a soft sigh and making her way back up the stairs. She grabbed her large, heavy, black backpack -that lay by the old computer- before heading out the front door without a word.

The walk to her school from her house was a mere ten minutes, but with her mind lost in thought, the walk seemed much shorter. She walked onto school grounds, walking through the parking lot and making her way to the main doors. The instant her foot stepped through the door, the first bell rang loudly in her ear.

"Fuckin' A…" she mumbled, picking up the pace of her walk, trying hard to get to class on time. Unfortunately, she had a bad habit of staring at the ground as she walked, and the instant she turned the corner-

"Scheisse!" Abby yelped as she felt something hard smack against her forehead, which was surprisingly less painful then the landing on her ass, "I'm sorry! I wasn't looking where I-" she stopped speaking as she got a look at the kid that stood in front of her, looking down at her with wide emerald-green eyes,

"That's quite alright, you okay?" he asked worriedly, offering a hand to her. Abby merely nodded as she took his hand and stood.

"You?" she asked. The boy rubbed his chin as he chuckled,

"Yes. Just bit my tongue is all."

"I'm really sorry." She smiled, "Hey… you don't look the slightest bit familiar." She pointed out, frowning slightly, "And I know a lot of people at this school."

"Yes, well… I'm new here." He nodded with a soft smile, "And… I'm kind of lost." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Where you need to go?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Room 108." He said, pulling out a sheet of bright orange paper; obviously his schedule. Abby winced slightly at the color, before taking the paper from him to examine his schedule. "Thanks for helping me, Miss… um… what's your name?" he asked, smiling a bit too sweetly for Abby's likings.

"Uh… the name's Abigail. And yours?" she returned the question.

"Kurama. It's a pleasure to-" the second bell cut him off.

"Scheisse." She sighed, looking at the ceiling, "Come on, quick. Before you're late to your first class on your first day." Abby quickly led him to his class. "According to your schedule, you have 1st lunch. I do too, so if you wanna kick it or something I'll be outside at the corner."

"The corner?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Smoker's corner. Ask people. They'll tell you. Now get in there." She nodded, shoving him into his class as the tardy bell rang. "Scheisse." She sighed, quickly running to her class.

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Short, short, short. I know. I'm sorry. Next one'll be longer, I promise. =/

Scheisse- shit

Yes. Abby is a little German girl.

-Blueberry134826