Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Yu-Hakusho or the characters. Just the plot and the additional (1) characters.

Summary: Kurama comes home to a little present. But what exactly does this present have in stored for him? And could it possibly lead to more than what is instantly guessed on the outside? Stay tuned (after all…it's only the first chapter).

Warnings: None

Miscellaneous: Just some notes. Anything italicized is coming from the mind (flash backs, thoughts etc.) Bolded and has squiggly lines (~) is just telling you from what Point of View (POV) and the place. That should be it for now. OH and also, there is going to be American places mentioned on here so just work with me here (NO: not in this chapter specifically but in more than one none of the less)

Subjects is back! I got back into the mode for this story. And this time I intend on finishing it. So for all those that got started on it, HERE IT IS AGAIN. With already three additional chapters, that wasn't posted before I took it down, waiting to be read. Just have to give them time to be posted, lol. Hope the old comers and the new comers enjoy it :)!


~Abandoned Child~

~KURAMA'S POV~

Yawning, I stared out in front of myself, glad that I was only seconds away from home. The only thing out of the ordinary, but was not a real concern, was an electric company car parked outside one of my neighbor's yard. At least that was the only unordinary thing, until I looked down at my front door step. There laid a boy about the age of seventeen, wrapped in a blanket sleeping. I made a quick scan of the area but still nothing. It was just a normal boy. Kneeling down, I gently started to nudge the boy until a note slipped out. I quickly picked it up and read it.

"To whom gets this note:

We know it's not normal to leave a seventeen year old boy in front of someone's door step, but we had no other choice. We, is really I speaking the voice for all that is poor in this city. You see we have watched him roam around these streets, never going home. This turns out to be, he has no home. In fact, it seems as though he has amnesia. One of us would take him in but we barely have enough money to take care of what we have. We tried taking him to the police but they only shooed us away. We had no other choice but to put him in front of someone's door and hope for the best. Even if you don't take care of him, it would be grateful if you helped him find a place he can be taken care of in. If you do help, then God bless you.

P.S. Due to him not remembering his name, we simply called him Mike."

I looked back down at the boy with puzzlement, and for the third time, in less than ten minutes, I scanned the area. But still, there was nothing. Sighing, I opened the door, picked up the boy and walked inside, gently putting him down on the couch. I sat on a recliner across from the couch and started to examine him. Black hair that looked like it was wet, but was dry, that covered his closed eyes, and milky, smooth, pale skin.

"What am I going to do with you?" I finally spoke.

Just about to relax, a knock was heard. Getting up to answer, before my hand even reached the door knob, it was flung open.

"Yusuke! I was about to open it!" I cried out in shock.

"Yea well, you should know me by now. I have no patience."

Kuwabara just laughed.

"What are you guys here for?" I asked seriously, expecting to hear news of a new mission.

"What? Can't we just say 'hi' to our favorite fox?" Kuwabara asked playfully.

"Well, yes, of course. But you guys never come to visit me unless a mission came up. This is usually the only reason why Hiei would accompany you." I noted that, quite surprisingly Hiei had tagged along.

"Hn." Was Hiei's simple reply.

"Naw, we convinced him to come. We just wanted to come over and hang out. It's been a while." Yusuke continued nonchalantly.

I could only smile while Hiei pushed me aside.

"Fox. Who is that?" Hiei demanded more than asked.

Yusuke and Kuwabara walked in enough to see who Hiei was talking about then looked at me for the awaiting answer.

"I just found him outside my door not to long ago. He even came with a note." I pulled out the note. Yusuke quickly snatched it from me, reading only bits and pieces of it out loud.

"…17…has no home…amnesia…no place to go…Mike. Huh. So what are you going to do with him?" Yusuke passed the note to Kuwabara.

"Not sure really. Was thinking about trying the police and seeing what they would have to say."

"But it says they tried the police." Kuwabara joined the conversation.

"I think the police just thought they were bothering them."

"And what if they can't help. Then what are you going to do with it?" Hiei asked slightly glaring at me.

"Him, Hiei. It's a boy just like we are. And I don't know. I highly doubt the police won't be able to do anything. If they can't, then I'll think about that when the time comes. Until then, we'll just have to get as much information as we can." I explained my incoming thoughts.

"Sounds good." Yusuke and Kuwabara said at the same time.

I picked Mike up once again and took him into one of my spare bedroom for the rest of the night.