Rain. That's all there ever was now. It never seemed to stop; it just kept falling and falling. It was the perfect setting for the way I felt. Quietly, solemnly I stood there and stared upon the stone engraved letters, they didn't form any words in my mind, and it was just a clump of letters swaying back and forth. How? How could he leave me too? Now that he left me, I was all alone now. I felt like crying; but I couldn't, ever since she left, I could never seem to cry even when I got hurt. This place really is a cruel world like everyone told me so many times before.
The minister was beginning to recite the prayer that I have already heard many times before. Time seemed to be going by faster than the last time I was here. When I looked back up at the minister he had nodded his head towards me and the next thing I knew he was slowly being lowered into the cold, damp earth that lay before me.
Silently I stood there and allowed the other people who had come to pay their respects gently toss their flower onto the now closed coffin.
"Father…why? Why did you have to leave me too? First mother and now you. Don't you understand that I'm all alone now?" I whispered sadly as I looked upon the lowered coffin that held my father's cold and lifeless body.
People had already started to leave the burial site just when I felt as though I was about to collapse. Quietly there was a gentle hand placed upon my shoulder, slowly I turned and came face to face with my neighbor who was going to give me a ride home so I could begin to pack up what things I had. After all first thing tomorrow morning I was being placed into a foster home since I no longer had parents to look after me.
Without any words exchanged I turned back towards my father's grave and gently tossed the roses I held into the grave and slowly reached into my pocket and pulled out a single candle and then pulled out a small lighter. Hesitantly I walked over to the headstone and placed the candle down onto the smooth flat surface and carefully lit the wick and watched it burn. The whole point to this was to help make sure that my father's soul would be guided to where it rightfully belongs.
"Bye daddy…take care of mama until I get there" I said quietly, and then sadly I turned and left walking over towards where the neighbor had parked her vehicle.
****At Home****
It was so quiet. Guess after tomorrow it will remain quiet until some fortunate family buys it and moves in… into my home, the place where I grew up… where I spoke my first words, took my first steps and so many other things. A wave of self pity washed over my entire being, I didn't want to leave, I didn't want some weird family that I didn't know to move into my home and throw away my things.
Somberly I trudged up the old carpeted stairs and over to my room located between my parent's old room and the spare bedroom. Lazily I reached out a hand and pushed open my bedroom door and walked inside.
My room was a soft red color with white trimming around the ceiling and the floor boards. There was a wooden floor and a black throw rug at the side of my bed. The curtains that hung over my bay windows were a deep red with a sheer black material draped over top. The bed was a four post bed with a white canopy over top that allowed me privacy. In the far corner facing my bed was a large entertainment stand that held my large television, DVD player, and VCR with all of my gaming systems as well. In a glass cabinet attached to the entertainment stand held all of my favorite movies and games.
Sadly I walked over to the glass case and opened it and took out a single movie case. It was a case containing one of the many, Yu Yu Hakusho DVD's I owned. Slowly I lowered myself to the floor and sat there staring at the movie. Then it all came at once; the hate towards the next family that will soon live here, the loneliness that I felt, and the sadness I now have to bare twice as much now because both of my parents are dead. Finally after all of this time… the tears began to fall, slowly at first but then faster after a few short moments. Quietly I sat there and sniffled and cried as I tightly hugged the movie close to my body.
After a moment I moved the movie away from my chest and looked at it, Yu Yu Hakusho was my favorite anime series, I liked how the boys argued and joked around and had a good time even though most of the time their lives were on the line along with many others. I continued to sit there and look at the cover as my tears ran along my jaw line and finally formed the shape of a tear drop and fell down onto the cover of the DVD case.
"If there was one wish that I could be granted, it would be to live where you are Kurama, Hiei, Yusuke, and Kuwabara. You don't have to go through the real pain of losing someone that is dear to you… I want to be where you are, I want to live where you live, and I want to get away from all of this….. Please" I whimpered to no one as I began to cry new tears for a new reason.
Tiredly I stood back up and began to wipe away the tears that still lingered. Carefully I placed the movie back where it came from and headed over to my bed, tiredly I lay down and covered myself with the warm blankets and put on my headphones and listened to the songs that made me forget what has happened recently and slowly drift off to sleep.
A soft melody played in the background. A single drop of water falls from an unknown source and continues to fall. The droplet disappears into the black abyss and ripples grow from small to large and flash different colors. The ripples filled the room and a mysterious fog came into the room through the cracks between the floor boards. Sleek and mysteriously the mist crawled up onto the bed and over the covers towards the sleeping Faith. The fog began to act just like the ripples, the fog changed in colors from dark grey to a light blue then all the way back to dark grey.
Slowly the mist engulfed the sleeping Faith as she began to mumble her wish. Lights from a passing car light up the room but only for a second before the interior of the room went back into complete darkness. The only thing in the room that gave off any trace of light was the fog that lay as a second blanket over the girl. The old grandfather clock she had inherited from her parents sounded with the chimes as the arms struck 12:00. Then everything in the room flashed a bright color then faded away into nothing and soon the still resting girl was floating on the very same mist that had moments ago risen from the floor boards.
Spinning, swirling, fading in and out, shapes and colors ran wildly around Faith as she continued to be held up by the mysterious mist that came out of nowhere. The sound of the clock chiming echoed all around Faith as she continued to sleep with her music still softly playing in her ears.
Then finally the world around Faith had stopped spinning and the mist that moved about beneath her started to gently set her down… Then suddenly disappeared altogether and allowed her to fall to the hard earth below her.
The five of them were on the boat and had just finished killing the remainder of the demons that were trying to kill them in order to get into the Dark Tournament. The team gathered around one another and waited for the boat; the means of their transportation to arrive at hanging neck Island.
Kuwabara was standing in front of the sleeping Yusuke and was looking out into the sea. The sky and water melted together as one far off in the distance. Above in the darkening sky a single star shot across the sky and left behind a trail of silver clouds.
"Hey you guys look at that!" he called over to his team mates,
Then slowly both Kurama and the masked fighter walked over and stood beside him near the railing of the boat and looked up into the sky. Suddenly Kurama's eyes grew wide as he pointed into the sky and exclaimed,
"Look! There's someone falling!"
Immediately everyone turned and looked to where he was pointing and stared in horror as a teenage looking girl fell towards the cold waters below. Kurama's eyes squinted as he continued to look at the falling girl.
"She's unconscious! She's going to drown if she doesn't wake up" Kurama exclaimed
"We have to go out there and get her!" Kuwabara exclaimed while he began to undo his shirts buttons
Kurama looked over at Kuwabara and reached into his hair quickly and pulled out one single seed and allowed it to grow. The seed sprouted and turned into a smooth, long vine. Quickly he tied one end to the railing and then held out the other end to Kuwabara. Kuwabara had now fully removed his shirt and carelessly threw it onto the floor and grabbed the vine from Kurama and tied it around his waist. Hurriedly he climbed over the railing that separated him from the cold water down below that the ship was easily cutting through.
"When you've got the girl in your arms Kuwabara give the vine a good tug and we'll pull you in" Kurama explained before Kuwabara jumped into the water to save the girl.
"Got it…" he said while watching the girl fall into the water and making a rather large splash.
Almost immediately after, Kuwabara dove into the water and began to swim as fast as he could towards the spot where the girl had landed.
I felt so cold all of the sudden. Slowly I opened my eyes and saw everything as a watery blur.
Water….
How did I end up in water? Upon basic instinct I tried to breathe even though I was under water, but I only took in the clear fluid making me choke and gag.
Can't breathe…
Weakly I closed my eyes and allowed my body to sink down getting closer to the bottom of the sea. My mind was slowly going black as the dark abyss of the sea began to close in around me, it's a shame no one ever taught me how to swim because it would be handy right about now. Pity I've never even had my first kiss yet either.
Just when I thought that it was the end, someone's arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back up towards the surface… not much it's going to do me with my lungs filled with water. The person who had a hold of me gave something a long tug and the next thing I knew before I passed out was that the person who held me was being pulled somewhere.
Kuwabara had managed to get to the drowning girl but she wasn't breathing, so quickly he grabbed the vine and gave it a hard tug and in a matter of seconds his team mates on the ship began to furiously pull them in. As he was being pulled back in towards the ship, Kuwabara held on tightly to the unknown girl. In his mind he was hoping that someone on the ship knew CPR because he didn't, he always thought that he'd never need it… but now he does, because someone's life now depends on it.
By the time Kuwabara looked back up, he was already at the ship and was being pulled out of the water now with the unconscious girl in his arms. She still wasn't breathing by the time he was up at the railing.
"Hurry! She's not breathing!" he exclaimed and placed her down onto the ships' deck floor.
"Move out of the way Kuwabara!" Kurama ordered and quickly kneeled down beside the girl and began the procedure of CPR,
Quickly Kurama tilted her head back to see if she was breathing, and found that she was indeed not breathing like Kuwabara had announced. Hurriedly he pinched her nose and covered her mouth with his and blew two breaths of oxygen into her lungs and stopped when her chest rose. When he noticed that she still wasn't breathing he continued with CPR. Quickly he formed the right hand formations and began to push down between her breasts where the pushing is supposed to occur in CPR. Still the young woman was not breathing, so without hesitation Kurama continued giving CPR… until suddenly the girl gave a shudder and began to cough and gasp for air. As she coughed, the water that was in her lungs was released and flowed out of her mouth as she continued to shudder, coughing and gasping for air.
All was quiet except for the young woman's coughs. Kurama checked over the woman before standing up and backing up a little bit to give her some air and to not crowd around her.
"W-what… h-happened to me?" I asked while continuing coughing
"You landed in water, I saved you" Kuwabara answered while standing up
I sat there for a moment trying to get my head to stop spinning… that voice sounded so familiar… if only my head would stop spinning then maybe I'd be able to remember it. I took in a deep breath and quickly exhaled for my throat was aching tremendously, and to accompany the aching was a horrible after taste. My mouth was dry from salt.
"Are you going to be alright Miss?" another familiar voice asked where have I heard these voices before?
Still feeling dizzy I tried to focus my attention on the person who had asked if I was alright. That's when I spotted it. Red hair, green eyes like emeralds…Kurama? I must be losing my mind. Wait I get it, I took in so much water that my brain lost too much oxygen and now there is brain damage so I'm hallucinating… that has to be it. With still wild eyes I looked around me and found three more people that I'd recognize anywhere. To my left there was a tall man wearing a blue school uniform, he had orange hair and dark brown eyes that looked almost black…. Kazuma Kuwabara. Then to his right there was a rather short person dressed in a red and green Japanese fighting outfit and wore a clothed mask over their head. Then next to the masked fighter was a man with black spiked hair with white burst of hair just above his forehead, he also had ruby red eyes and wore a bandana along his hair line, this man was Hiei.
My eyes were steady now and were cleared of the fog like effect. I was really staring at the characters of the show Yu Yu Hakusho… but how? I must be dreaming now, this can't be real it can't, by now the characters in front of me were exchanging glances,
"Miss, are you going to be alright?" Kurama asked again. Just that one simple question made my mind go spiraling out of control again; just that one simple question was able to send me into unconsciousness.
Team Urameshi; what was conscious, stood there in bewilderment. Was the woman that they had just rescued going to be okay? After all, once Kurama had revived her all she did was shift her gaze from one person to another and then mumbled something incomprehensible and then fainted. This all took place in a span of roughly four minutes; perhaps she had gone into some kind of shock.
"Pathetic" Hiei mumbled and walked over to somewhere near where Yusuke was resting.
"Kuwabara can you pass me your shirt, I think she might have gone into some sort of shock" Kurama stated while reaching out his hand for Kuwabara's shirt.
"Right, Hold on I'll go get it" he agreed and ran over to the spot where he had thrown it before diving into the cold water.
Once he had his shirt's sleeve in his clenched hand, he quickly straightened back up and ran over to the awaiting Kurama. In one swift movement Kuwabara gave his shirt over to Kurama, now Kurama was gently lifting up the young woman and wrapped Kuwabara's shirt over her in hopes of warming her slightly. If she was indeed in shock from loss of body heat then the shirt is just temporary until they reach the hotel Team Urameshi would be staying in.
For the next hour Kuwabara and Kurama took shifts on trying to warm the young girl up because every so often she would give a quiet whimper and a shiver. When given a closer look, this woman didn't look much older than any of the boys here; she looked to be as if their age. Age was another question added to the list that had been forming in everyone's minds.
When Kurama gently laid the still unconscious woman in Kuwabara's arms; he looked north and saw the faint outline of Hanging Neck Island. The ship in which they were traveling by was moving at a fair speed, they would arrive at their destination in approximately forty minutes Kurama figured as he calculated how fast they were going. Just as Kurama was finishing with his calculations, the Captain's voice sounded from the intercom.
"Listen up; we'll be arriving at Hanging Neck Island in about forty minutes. So get your stuff together, I don't want your trash left on my boat!" after that there was a crack like noise and the intercom was turned off.
"I've got all my stuff together, they're all over by Yusuke" Kuwabara replied to anyone who was listening but then went back to trying to warm up the strange woman who fell out of the sky.
The ship was finally finished pulling into the island's harbor when Kuwabara gently passed the unconscious girl over to Kurama. Once Kurama had a hold on the girl Kuwabara went over to where Yusuke slept and roughly swung Yusuke's arm over his shoulder and straightened his posture. The team was ready to go; Hiei was the first one off of the accursed ship. When it was Kurama's turn to leave the ship he carefully pulled the girl in his arms around to his back and lifted her so that she was now straddling his back. Who was this girl? And what events happened to have her fall from the sky? But Kurama decided that these questions best be asked later once the young woman regains consciousness so she could answer these questions.
During the mild walk from the island's harbor to the hotel Kurama was able to get a better look at the woman in his arms; her skin was fair and very smooth, her lips were a light blush color, her hair was at the moment a dark shade of blue and figured that once it had a chance to dry it would look lighter, and she wore a black slim fitting dress that when worn properly would reach her knees, but unfortunately he could not recall what color her eyes were. She really was a beautiful woman; in fact men would even probably call her eye candy because of her looks. Just as the team of fighters stepped through the hotels entrance the young woman shivered and just that one small shiver made Kurama pick up his pace, he needed to get this woman into warmer clothes before she catches a cold or something much worse. Inside the luxurious hotel were crowds of well tailored men and women, almost every person had an alcoholic drink in their hand. As the team walked by the crowds of people they began to whisper and mumble about them as they continued on their way to their rooms.
The team managed to safely make it to their designated room on one of the higher levels of the hotel; they entered the room just as the sky became dark from the lack of sunlight. Both the view and the suite were spectacular, just from the lounging area of the suite one could see the star filled sky. Instead of standing there admiring the beauty of the night sky Kurama made his way over to one of the adjoined bedrooms. When Kurama reached the side of one of the beds in the room he gently placed the unconscious woman down. He needed to find something to change the girl into rather than leave her in the dripping wet clothes she now wore, but he couldn't change her into any of his clothes for they would not fit her. Quickly Kurama looked out into the living area of the suite and observed everyone's figure to determine if any of them were the woman's measurements. No one was. Then a thought dawned on Kurama, complimentary bathrobes usually come with most hotels. Perhaps there would be one in the adjoined bathroom that he could change the woman into to help warm and dry her. With urgency in each of his steps Kurama made his way over to the bathroom and looked behind the door and indeed there was a bathrobe. Thank the lord. With bathrobe in hand he made his way back over to the bed to begin changing the woman but beside the bed stood the masked fighter. Kurama began to pay no mind to the other person in the room as he started to carefully undress the woman, which was until the masked fighter put a hand on his arm to stop him. Kurama looked at the fighter with a raised brow in suspicion, but all suspicion vanished when the fighter took the bathrobe from his hand and began to shoo him out of the room.
It had been a few minutes since Kurama had left the room; surely the woman was changed by now. Just as Kurama was about to head over to the bedroom door it opened and out stepped the masked fighter. He was about to ask him about the woman but stopped when he spotted her behind the Masked Fighter tightening the bathrobe near the bed. For a moment Kurama stood there marveling the shade of green her eyes were, they were a sea glass green and her hair was a deep Caribbean blue. The woman did look lovely but Kurama wasn't about to let looks manipulate him from finding out where she had come from and why she had fell from the sky.
