I must get back to my first love. That is Yu Yu Hakusho. I had this story running in my head for awhile now and I finally have found the missing links to piece it together. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. enjoy.


It was blissfully hot; it was almost comforting to the young demon as he strode aside his human counterparts in the rush of the small town. It had been six months since he had fought for his life, hopefully it was his last. The world finally felt at peace; a single ruler held power over the demon word, the spirit gates were open, however demons could not cause harm to humans, and finally, Kurama was fired from being a spirit detective alongside Yusuke and the others,

Yes, life was good today.

His emerald eyes peered mischievously into local bookstore he frequented. Yes! His mind did deserve a treat of a good book between his break hours between classes. Jingling the bell attached to the door he stepped into the small bookshop before being greeted by the dark haired clerk.

"Shuichi! so good to see you again," The woman smiled at the young man, "back for another historical novel?"

Kurama turned on his usual charm while his eyelashes battered, "No not today. I'm in the mood for something a little light, perhaps a romance novel."

His inner fox smirked at the blushing woman before him as she waved her nail polished hands, "Oh what could you learn form a romance novel, you are so charming as it is."

"You're too kind." From killing demons to slaying middle aged women with his words, how things have changed in the past six months.

The dark haired woman touched her finger to her chin before pointing it in the air, "I have just the book for you. It's new, and it's been a great seller. The Demon Prince!"

Kurama's eyes half widened in interest as she continued.

"A whirlwind romance between a young girl rescued by a demon prince from a terrifying monster! The two now must accept their different species as their love grows strong!"

"Demon prince huh?" Kurama inquired while pulling out his wallet, "I'll have to give it a try." Paying the woman he exited the bookshop with the black book in his hands as he sat on a wooden bench in the local park. He was halfway excited to read this book; to see how much this female author Ruri Mara had butchered his former life's culture and social structure. His eyes rolled at the thought. However as he peeled through the first chapter of the book his eyes grew with each turn of the page.

This author was dead on. This 'demon world' was almost eerily similar to the Makai of his homeland, down to the foliage, characters, even the smells. And this demon that attacked the main character in the first chapter, just as perfectly described as the rouge demon boars from Mukuro's territory. The young fox tried to ignore the strangeness of the book as he reached the climax of the first chapter, the handsome dark haired prince who rescues her, Kurama gasped.

He never drops his façade, never. Yet his shock and awe soon turned to a smirk before he silently Chanckled to himself.

"Oh Hiei," He mused while touching his fingers to the bridge of his nose, "What have you gotten yourself into now?"


Two months prior

Ruri Mara stared down her opponent with both fear and determination. No longer would she let this beast frighten her away from her mission. Her mission was simple…

Write the damn book.

"Augh!" Ruri threw her hand in the air as she glared down the computer screen in front of her. Its motor gaze just stared blankly back at her as the curser of the font paper just blinked, begging to have words typed onto it. Yet the young girl had no words, no phrases, no sentences. Nothing.

Not, a damn thing.

Ruri threw her elbows on the old desk she sat next to as her hands rested her sore head. Why did she become a writer, why? Ruri stared at her tiny loft apartment, stack of papers, and littered coffee mugs. Has her life come down to this, a struggling artist forced to work a day job only to write nothing all night? If the spirits could give her her big break, now would be the time! The computer screen gave up on her as it shut off into hibernation mode, revealing her complexion in the glossy mirror of the screen.

Ruri was the first to tell herself that she was average, yet everyone had a habit of disagreeing with her. Her father was born in Japan as her mother was Afro-European, meaning she had a potluck of races mixing in her body. Like her mother her hair was a curly dirty blonde that twisted past her chin and like her mother her skin mixed a soft honey glow. She claimed her psychology of laziness and her crude sense of humor came from her father as well as her slanted almond eyes and blue iris's, thus her name Ruri to the cyan blue gemstones of which she is named. Her complexion was flawless save for a small beauty mark that graced above her supple lips. One would think she was beautiful, yet to Ruri she stuck out like an awkward sore thumb to the rest of her all Asian apartment building, workplace, city, etc.

Leaning back on her halfway broken chair she glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall above her computer. Carved in a thick red marker circled the end of the month. That time even worse than menstrual cramps, payment day.

Like her quick witted humor and laziness she had also attributed bad luck from her father. Her mother passed away shortly after Ruri was born leaving her in the car of her extremely well of father…well until the world came crashing down on her that her doting father was in fact a man in serious debt to the rough riding mafia the Chan-boys. After her father's…disappearance, his debt became Ruri's debt. And her next payment was due in one month, and of course,

Ruri had nothing.

Her eyes stared over at a half open bag a friend at work gave her from the day prior. Inside such bag held a new pair of high heeled platform boots which she was told can be used for 'emergency fast cash'. No way, she would never become a stripper, ever. She had no rhythm anyways; another trait from her father.

Her hands wiggled through her curly locks before she swung to her feet to wrap her arms in an oversized army green jacket. Maybe a walk outside would stir her muddled brain cells. And even better she could stumble across a crazy happening to yield more inspiration. A girl could only wish.

Stuffing her keys in her pocket she took her notepad in her bag as she took down the flight of stairs to the bustling city below her. She walked around corner after corner before heading towards a large park. Maybe something interesting was happening here. Her boots crunched into the autumn leaves as she walked through the park, her eyes darting from tree to tree. It was a beautiful time of year, she had wished her father and mother were still alive to witness their favorite time of the year. Her cyan orbs wandered into a dream state only to widen as she heard a rough voice from behind.

"Well if it isn't my little Ruri."

Ruri turned to face the tall lean man in a black suit. His dark eyes stared at her menacingly as his two thug bodyguards cracked their knuckles into their fists.

"What do you want Chan?" Ruri tried to add authority into her voice yet she had none.

Chan smirked as he took a step closer, "Ruri darling shouldn't you be off making me my money somewhere instead of daydreaming in the park."

"I have your money." The last of her sentence trailed off into a soft whisper. Chan chuckled loudly followed by the cackle of his bodyguards.

"Oh is that so. Well then how about we enjoy this sunny weather, boys. Go play with her."

Ruri immediately broke into a sprint as she dashed from the cobblestone path into the forest, the sound of Chan's bodyguards close behind her. Her breath caught in her throat as she jumped over fallen trees and ducked branches, she had to find an hiding spot somewhere; she didn't want to think what Chan meant by 'play'.

Skidding down a small hill her eyes rested over a cave with a cautionary 'Do Not Enter' sign swinging above it. Perfect hiding spot. Ruri immediately ran into the dimly lighted cave taking turn after turn into she herself got lost in the darkness. Her eyes adjusted to the lack of light as she rounded what seemed to be her eighth corner before resting her body against the cool rock. Sighing she stared at her dark surroundings, she was lost. Perhaps it was for the best, she could no longer hear the two bodyguards footsteps behind her. Maybe she could start life over here as a cave dweller; Ruri nearly laughed aloud. Slowly taking a cautious step forwards she made her way down the spiraling tunnel; embracing the darkness that consumed her, there had to be a way out somewhere, where she ended up she had yet to discover for herself.


It was boring; and it being his domain, his territory, his birthplace. The Makai was boring; and Hiei was the first to admit it. Yet as he sat on the branch of the large dying tree overlooking his kingdom he couldn't help but to smug at the blankness of it all.

There was nothing.

Sure he had expected things to be quiet yet this dead silence irked him. His ruby red eyes closed momentarily in remembrance of the old times; fighting for his life, unleashing his dragon on his foes, sword fights. Hiei had expected two outcomes of his prior life, death or the continuous to death fighting. He had neither. In fact he had a title and territory. He was a practically a demon king, and he was disgustingly bored.

His master, Hiei hated calling the bionic woman that had sent him on his usual 'people watching'. Meaning the young heir had to sit on this dead tree and watch if any suspicious beings, also known as the humans, made their way into the demon world out of pure stupidity. He had only seen two since he was assigned to this position. Stupid creatures, wandering the Makai like lost fools, he hated picking them out and trapping them only to wash their minds away and setting them in random locations over the human world. Sure his feelings of the stupid species had slowly chipped away in the three years he had become acquainted with them, yet the young warrior was convinced that he had encountered the smarter of the human species. Both Kurama and Yusuke we're of mixed breed, and Kuwabara was just an idiot. He had encountered most of the smarter breed.

Stretching his limbs on the tree he relaxed as the hot air rolled across the tall grass of his territory. He had abandoned all hope that life would be interesting today, so an afternoon nap would suffice for now.

"Master Hiei look!" A small, gremlin like servant called from the treetop above him. The red eyed demon growled softly under his lip. Mukuro was a fool to have this green creature follow him around like a servant boy, he was annoying and an idiot. And a low life demon at that, Mukuro's favorite. Hiei however, found them annoying.

"Mahjin what do you want?" Hiei practically spat from his mouth.

The demon jumped to Hiei's level in front of his feet before pointing out to the open lands. "Master Hiei look! It's a human!"

Hiei's attention turned to the tall grass of the horizon, his ears picking up on two distinct sounds. A demon boar's grunt, and a frightened human's scream.


Ruri was terrified. Not only moments ago she was wandering the depths of a dark cave yet now she was on the outskirts of a strange land, and a Halfling creature was chasing her. She must have walked into a dormant volcano and sniffed the vapors, this was just unreal.

Yet terror filled her eyes as she sprinted across the grass covered earth, the demon like animal chasing her; its eyes blazing into her back like daggers. Turning an abrupt left her foot twisted on an uprooted rock sending her crashing onto the dirt floor. Her wide eyes glanced up at the red skies as the animal leaped into the air before crashing down on top of her; its teeth glimmering. Ruri held her hands in front of her face; she was not going to die like this, not today.

"Master we must help her!" Mahjin called frantically to his superior as Hiei watched with intent as the scene unfolded, "She's a human! she can't die on her watch, the laws clearly state that-"

"Silence!" Hiei ordered as his eyes never left the scene. The demon was bigger than the human, and it was winning. Its razor sharp teeth sunk into her collar bone as she struggled from underneath it, her hands violently beating at the animals face. He was surprised that her ear piercing shrieks were replaced with feral grunts and shouting, humans became very primal and instinctive as they fought for their lives, Hiei found it quite entertaining.

Hiei was sure that she was dead after three minutes of the struggle. Her body sunk into the earth as the demon boar let out a large cry of victory before its teeth began to slowly dive into the lifeless body of the young girl. Hiei remained emotionless as he stared down the young girl. Her curly blonde hair soaked in red drips of blood and dirt from the ground. He shouldn't of let her die, and now a strange urge in his core didn't want to see her body ripped apart by the barbaric demon. Rising to his feet he stood on the old tree branch, his hands beginning to smolder at the energy now focused at his palms. He was surprised however as a strange voice filled his ears, the demon boar was howling in pain.

Ruri's was either half awake or half dead as she clawed at a large jagged rock from her lying position before swinging across the snout face of the boar. Her energy was pumping as she pulled her body upwards before once again swinging the rock across its head again, beating it like a deranged child. Regardless of her cuts and gaping hole in her collar bone her hands fisted around the rock as she pounded it into the animal pausing only to gasp for air. Eventually her wounds and morale got to her as she let out a deep sigh before collapsing back onto the ground next to her now defeated foe.

"My lord she, she killed it." Mahjin stuttered from his lips, "A human, killed a demon boar! With a rock!"

His eyes grew wide as Hiei transported himself from the treetop to the open fields before them landing next to the half awake girl. She laid on her back as her head rolled to her side exposing the large wound to her neck and collar. Her form was elegant against the dirt of the Makai earth, like a fallen spirit or martyr. Her clothes were tattered, exposing her tan skin. Hiei's gut feeling was anger towards the now dead boar for nearly tearing this person apart, yet he diminished that thought, a demon, a demon king, feeling any emotion towards this human other than disgust…it disgusted him.

Let her live Hiei. A voice called into his head. Hiei hated that voice, Mukuro. She was spying on him, yet again.

It's already dead. He lied as he gazed into her half conscious eyes. She stared at him with no anger or fear, yet an acceptance. As if his face was going to be the last thing she would see, and she seemed content with it.

Come now Hiei. Mukuro's voice drew him back into their conversation, killing a demon boar on her own, that deserves a second chance for me. I haven't seen such gusto in a human like that in a long while.

I'm sure her gender has much to do with your opinion. Hiei grunted, feminist wench.

It does. Now heal her and return her to the human world. And be back before sundown.

Hiei had become aware of his healing abilities through Mukuro's training. Much like his twin sister he could now heal himself as well as others to some extent, yet Yukina's genes are much stronger and Hiei's lack of care for others weaker. It would be the first time he had healed anyone other than himself.

With a snarl he dropped to his knees before hovering is hands above Ruri's bruised body. Fretting another attack she weakly took her hands in the air, trying to combat his advances. The demon king let out an annoyed grunt before throwing her hands to her sides.

"Stop moving woman." Hiei commanded as his hands grew a small red tint. Hovering over her body the purple and blue bruises lifted from her skin as the blood slowly relented back into the thresholds of her body. Ruri exhaled in ease as the nail biting pain fleeted from her body. This was indeed a very crazy dream. Her eyes wandered to Hiei's face as he worked on her healing; his eyes never meet hers only once when he finished, she ignored his scowl.

"Master Hiei, you don't have to worry about her bruises, just vitals and-"

"Shut up."

Removing the white band around his forehead the Jagan eye glowed a plush purple as it slowly opened. Hiei felt the surge of energy through is body as he connected his eye with hers. Ruri went pale for a moment as her eyes locked with Hiei's Jagan. He knew his powers would be too much for her, she could die. He shouldn't have cared in the first place yet his eye slowly closed as he drew his powers back from her body. Ruri's warm skin tone returned to her as her eyes slowly closed in a state of peace.

Hiei wanted to just leave her there, yet he knew Mukuro would have his head for abandoning a 'poor defenseless girl in the pit of the Makai. Tossing her limp body over his shoulder he leaped through the golden fields towards the portal, he would dump her as soon as he reached human soil.


Ruri enjoyed the darkness of her sleep. Yet rather than the strange blackness she dreamed of the strange daydream she had with her dark haired hero. He was evil and ruthless yet when she locked eyes with him she felt a strange sense of peace, it was chaotic and crazy, yet Ruri was infatuated. What an amazing dream. Yet when she awoke a week later in a hospital bed her mind went fuzzy. She was told she was found half alive on a bike trail due to an animal attack? Was this just a dream, or reality? Either way the moment she could sit upright she asked the nurse for pen and paper; this dream was too unreal and profitable to keep to herself. Taking the pen in her hand,

She finally began to write.

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