Circles

Author's Note: To those of you who have favorite, followed, reviewed, or just enjoyed reading my earlier work, "Only You," I am very, very, sorry. I usually didn't get the chance to update often, so I was always in a rush. That's what lead me to delete it, and I hope those of you who are upset about it can understand. *Dodges tomatoes* Okay, never mind...

Disclaimer: If I owned Yu Yu Hakusho then Yusuke and Botan would've fell in love with each other. But that didn't happen, now did it?

Chapter 1


Harushima Botan shivered as the rain continued to pour down on her, her arms wrapped around her torso as a failed attempt to keep warm. She wasn't exactly sure of the time, or where she was, but none of that mattered. She couldn't go back, she wouldn't dare go back to that house. Not with those people, her father, or her sister. She would just watch Botan with those emotionless gray eyes of hers, watch her cry out as their father would beat her, a cruel smile would grace her lips as she would watch her tormented sister.

One painful step at a time, she had managed to distance herself from that hell of a home. Feeling too weak to continue walking, she sat down on the cold, wet sidewalk. She curiously looked at herself, her arms and legs were covered in yellowing bruises, her head felt like it was going to explode, and she felt a throbbing pain in her ankle. It looked swollen, meaning it was either sprained again or this time it was really broken. Not that it mattered, breaking bones was not uncommon for her. It would worry her teachers sometimes, but they were gullible enough to believe her lies of tripping or falling down the stairs, she wasn't exactly one of the most coördinated people they knew. It would still bother her though, sometimes she wished they would see through her lies, through her false smile, through everything. But Botan never kept her hopes up for long, her father's beatings would bring her right back into reality, no one would help her.

His calloused hand struck her again and again, her cries for him to stop only succeeding in making him slap her harder. She fell back, only for him to yank her back up again by her hair, landing a hard kick in her stomach and finally releasing his hold on her hair and letting her fall to the ground, seemingly stopping his beating...

Only to yank her back up again, punching her hard in the face. The back of her head connected with the window hard, cracking the glass. Not being able to stop herself, she falls down, curling into a small ball while holding back the tears she knew were about to fall. She couldn't cry, not in front of him.

"Pathetic bitch!" He yelled, stomping out of her room, slamming the door loudly.

She winced as the noise echoed throughout the house, the sounds of footsteps coming her way making her heart feel as though it would come right out of her chest. She looked up, only to be greeted with the sight of grey eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Sayuri, why didn't you..."

Sayuri's eyes narrowed. "As if I would want to help a worthless girl like you." She planted her foot hard on Botan's back, making her cough up blood. Taking her foot off, she smirked wickedly before walking away, leaving Botan alone in her room.

She was always alone in that room of hers.

She was always alone, at home all she had was pain. At school, her only true friends were Shizuru, an assertive older student who cares for her friends as much as she care's for her little brother, and Yukina, a soft-spoken girl her age who loved nature. Those two were all she's ever had, but neither of them knew of her situation at home. All they knew was that Botan would always seem to get hurt everyday, making them worry over her constantly. For their sake, she would try to remain cheerful, unhurt. For their sake, she promised herself she would continue living her meaningless life.

But now, she just wanted more than anything else to sleep. To sleep and never have to wake up. Letting her eyes drift shut, she prayed for freedom of the pain, not caring if that freedom came through death.

Unshed tears began falling down her pale face and, for the first time in what felt like forever, she could actually just let them fall. She didn't have to blink them back, she didn't have to wipe them away, and she didn't have to deny that they were there.

Through death she'd be alive, because while she was living it felt like she was dead. It was finally time to leave her dead life.

"Goodbye..." She whispered.


"Goodbye..."

A dark haired teen stood over the fragile girl, eyes clouded slightly with tears that refused to be shed. He wouldn't, he didn't deserve to cry as much as this girl did.

He knew that she was probably a runaway, and he knew that someone did this to her. Who it was, he wasn't to sure of. An abusive boyfriend maybe? I didn't matter to him, whoever it was, they needed to get their asses kicked.

He took off his jacket, wrapping it around her shoulders and carefully picked her up, knowing his mother would have at least some idea of what to do. She needed help, and quick.

Urameshi Yusuke was a delinquent, but he had a heart too.


A/N: I don't know why but I'm always bad at doing Yusuke's point of view. I have a bad habit of making Yusuke like Kurama or Hiei. I guess it's just hard for me to think in his point of view... I doubt other author's have this problem... Anyway, Let me know what you think! (In the form of a review please!)