So, shoot me, I must be off my rocker. Well, the floor must be comfy if I'm off the rocker.

This is the typical, cliché, overdone, girl going into the YuYu Hakusho world. Sorry, I lost your attention at those words, didn't I? Well, let me change that up a bit. The romantic focus of the story is not the typical one of Kurama and Hiei. It is Kuwabara. That got your attention. And probably got all the Kuwabara haters to hiss at me like angry cats.

I'm sorry. After a while of reading some very good pieces of people defending Kuwabara, I had to wonder why they are not going the distance and doing what they say. Fanfiction writers do put focus on Kurama and Hiei, even more on Yusuke than Kuwabara. (I'm only looking at the main four here) The Kuwabarettes (Well, I call myself a Kuwabarette so whatever, continue) complain and say there is too much focus on the other teammates but they never make a story with Kuwabara as the focus. I love what they do in defending him, I really do, I am not downplaying their awesomeness factor for doing so.

So I am going to do the unthinkable because Kuwabara is my favorite and I am never able to read stories like this about him. I am going to write a Kuwabara/OC.

Confession: Being off my rocker is kind of fun.

"Because two can keep a secret…if one of them is dead."

I hummed a bit and peered about a large tree. These woods were so peaceful. I glanced behind and made a mental note of where I turned, least I get lost in the state park.

"Got a secret, can you keep it, gunna take it to the grave?"

I paused and bit at a sleeved thumb. "Is that how the song goes? Moooe, chit! I can't remember."

Something cracked and I froze as there were crashing noises. Quickly, I looked about the woods and hid behind a tree, facing away from where the noise came from. The thing zoomed past and I watched its back as it continued running through the woods. And then it smashed into air and fell to the ground.

I blinked and stepped forward. "Ka? Honto?" I tilted my head as it looked back to see me. I stared at the face and tilted my head the other way. "But I live in Iowa, not Japan." I pointed at the gapping face and sang, "One of these things just ain't like the others, one of these things just don't belong, one of these things just ain't like the others, and one of these things is you."

The face still gapped at me.

"Oh!" I leapt my way forward and held a hand out. "Here, I'll help you up."

"Naw, that's okay…"

He stood up on his own and I scowled at him for not accepting my hand up. "Yanno, you really don't belong here." I peered up at the taller guy. "Say…how old are you?"

"…Eighteen," he managed out. Then he jumped and pointed at me. "Wait a minute! Just who are you!?"

"Moooe, I thought you looked older," I commented. I glanced back to the trees, remembering the fallen tree I had turned left at. I looked back up to his bewildered face and pointed with a sleeved finger. "Did you need to get back on the path? I can help, yes I can."

I began to walk back in the direction I came from, pitying how my exploration would have to wait. "You put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walking cross the floor. You put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walking out the door." I hopped my booted feet to the beat and half danced my way forward. However, I did not hear another pair of feet and turned around to see where he was as I continued to walk…backwards.

"Come on, I'll show you how to get back onto the path. Yanno…you speak English rather well. How many years did it take you to—eeep!"

I had run into something and I stumbled my way forward in a jump, arms stuck out. He raced forward to late to do anything as I had already caught myself.

"Ma! I'm good, I'm good! What'd I run into? There shouldn't be a tree there." I turned around and blinked as I was correct. I rose up a sleeved hand and slowly reached out to… "Ooo! Ma! That's what you ran into! Air! Ha ha, that's great. I always love it when elements go mental on me."

"Are you okay miss?"

I clasped my hands together onto my knees and leaned forward with a grin. "Peachy! Peachy fucking keen mister! As the elements have gone mental on me, I think we are both properly lost now! Hee!" I stood back up and waved my hand up and down in a dismissive matter. "See? Peachy fucking keen as Courtney would say."

He blinked and jerked a thumb backwards. "Lost? No. Master Genkai's temple is back that way."

I stare and blink back. "Nani? Excuse me; I must have sweet potatoes lodged in my ears." I dug my pointer fingers into my ears and quickly cleaned them out. "Now, be kind to my denial and repeat that to what I'm sure you did not just say."

"Uh… Master Genkai's temple is back that way?"

"Ma! You are supposed to be kind to my denial and not say that again! Repeat! This time, be kind like I know you are and repeat what I'm sure you did not just say both times."

He scowled at me. "Look. I don't know what you're on about, but Master Genkai's temple is back this way. You're the thing that is not like the others and doesn't belong. This is Japan, not…Iowa did you say. Where's Iowa? Sounds familiar… Oh! The States!?!?!?!"

"You're the one who's in Iowa mister. Backbone State Park to be exact. One of the oldest parks of Iowa. This is not some…Dark Forest!"

He blinked. "Uh, ya, it actually is the Dark Forest. I felt that," he pointed to the mental air, "from Master Genkai's Temple and came running to see what came outta it."

I huffed and poked at the mental air. "Shouldn't I be able to go back through the mental air?"

"Not if someone's blocking it… Oye! Don't be kicking it now!"

I kicked the mental air again, kind of just enjoying the way the air vibrated at this point. "Moooe. Such a nasty someone making the air go mental on me. You are pretty nasty too. I ask for kindness on my denial and you do not do so. Could you at least make the nasty someone making the air go mental stop somehow? Mmm? Please?"

He scratched behind his neck and laughed nervously. Slowly, he looked over to where the mental air was. "Maybe, if it was another dimension. But you say you're from the States, a place of this world and dimension. So, I cannot say if I can bust down a transportation barrier. Not for sure, but I will give it my all miss! Wah!"

"Eeep! Ma! Some warning," I yell at him as bright orange licks out from his hands. "Chit! That just feels real nice! Your sword thing, that. Yosh! Cut it down with your sword thing mister! Cut it down!"

He braced himself, bright orange sword searing from his hands, face determined. "All right! Kaaaaaah!"

The bright orange sword hit the mental air and the mental air gave in, he pushed the sword farther into the dent. And then the mental air lashed back and he flew backwards onto his head.

"Ma! Are you okay?" I raced over and held out my hand again. With a shake of his head, he opted to stand up without help and gave the mental air a fierce look.

"Let's try this again! Kaaaaah!" He ran toward the mental air, jumped, slashed his sword, and the mental air lashed outwards. Once more, he flew backwards, this time into a tree.

"Moooe. You fail? I cannot return to Iowa?" I look over at him as he stood up and shook his head to clear it. "Ma!" I clapped my hands together. "Well, I suppose I should find other means through plane or such. So how far is Master Genkai's Temple?"

"Oh no! I, Kazuma Kuwabara, do not give up that easily! I will break it for you miss! Kaaaaaah!"

I calmly watched as he flew backwards again from the mental air lashing back. Before he can run at the mental air again, I take his arm. "I give up easily on this option. It is not in you to break the mental air down with your sword thing. That's okay. This option is to be given up on, but there are other ways to get me back to Iowa so you are not giving up really at all. See?"

"But I can—"

"Ka, you are stubborn Kazuma! I admire, but let us go to Master Genkai's Temple and convene to figure out another way for me to get back to Iowa. Ne?"

He blinked. "Uh, right. Master Genkai's Temple is this way. Er, what's your name?"

I keep my arm linked with his and continue walking next to him as he leads me to Master Genkai's Temple through the Dark Forest of all forests, really. "Moooe. Right, my name. My name is Edna Link."

"Edna Link?"

"Hai," I replied. "Some just call me Ed or Eddie, feel free to do so because Edna is an old name. I was named after my grandmother, Edna Fisher."

He blinked. "Okay… But isn't Link your family name, surname?"

I nodded.

"I'll just call you Link," he said. His face brightened. "Like the video game!"

"No," I snapped out. "Not like the video game! Chit! This is another reason why I prefer to be called Ed or Eddie by people. So call me by one of those two please Kazuma, m'kay? Or come up with your own nickname for me, that's all good too."

"Uh… Well, on the topic then, I prefer Kuwabara. Especially lately." He glanced down at the topic and then gazed back over to me to see if I would agree to call him by his last name.

"Moooe. Well, then. I will just call you my little Kookaburra bird! Neither your first nor last name."

He frowned. "Uh… Kookaburra bird?"