Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. All I own are my characters and the extra parts of Yu Yu Hakusho's Plotline
A/N: Okay, so, new story, new start, and I really need to Start learning how to speak in these author's notes I do. Anyway, Time to start and hope you enjoy the first Chapter of Mismatched!
Chapter 1: Dead as a Doornail?
Date: February 16th, 2002
Where…? Where exactly was I?…I mean. It looked like the last place I remembered going, but more…up in the air, maybe? It only took me a moment to realize I was floating.
"Floating?! But! - But! How?!- and why?!" I shouted frantically, trying to find my balance after I finished totally flipping out.
"Okay Mimiko... Think…Think… What was the last thing you did?" All I could remember was being cornered by three guys from my school, and I wasn't honestly sure who they were, but they were after me for some reason, I can't even remember what they said. Then I felt a sharp pain across my neck… and after that, nothing. Against my better judgment I decided to look down, and directly after that wishing I didn't. My body lay lifeless behind a dumpster in an alleyway in the city, blood surrounding the area of my neck, people carelessly passing by, but that was probably because no one probably ever heard me scream. I have some condition, of which the name is slipping my mind, but it weakens my ability to scream, and there are sometimes I can't scream at all. Take for example, possibly when I was slit across my throat and left for dead. Still… am I actually dead? Or is this all some horrible nightmare? I pinched the skin on my arm to see if I could wake myself up. Sadly, all that proved was this was all real. Who murders a person in broad daylight, and gets away with it? The worst part is, I know which part of the city I am. They never move the dumpsters until they are completely full, and that takes a while since most people have their own, more 'efficient' way of taking care of trash. My body probably wouldn't be discovered until the scent of my rotting flesh becomes unbearable. Once I got a good grip on floating I floated towards my body. I decided to reach out and touch it, but of course, with the day I was having today, that did not happen. My hand passed right through it, and I lost my balance, passing through the dumpster and stopping before I passed through the building walls.
"So… I really am dead huh?"
"Bingo!" I heard someone answer in a sing-song tone. And to tell you the truth, if I could have died again, and this time out of fear, I would have. I turned around quickly, being faced by a light-blue haired, pink eyed lady sitting on an oar.
"Who… who are you?" I asked softly, trying to find my voice.
"Botan's the name, Pilot of the River Stix, I'm sent to deal with people like you! You Must be…" She pulled out a little gray book, flipping through a few pages "Mimiko Unizagi, age 14, Personality is calm, Forgets things often, and most of the time avoiding things rather than confronting them. She Listens well to most people and is an average student" Botan said, and in a very bubbly tone. I can't tell why she was being so bubbly… I don't find the fact that I died very amusing.
"People…Like…Me?" I parroted. She gave a nod. Then looked down at a red book in her hands.
"Dear, I'd love to explain more to you, but right now, I have another person we need to go pick up that just died. And I also have a very special proposal for the both of you. Mind coming along?" I looked from Botan, to my dead body, and then blinked.
"Like I really have a choice?" She giggled.
"That's the Spirit!" She helped me onto her oar, then we took off to the other side of the city. On the way, Botan explained a few things to me.
"You see, when people die unexpectedly, they often won't be able to accept it, and so they turn into ghosts." I played with a strand of my hair.
"So…I couldn't accept my death…but I don't even remember it."
"Exactly dear. Most people don't, but above all, it's just the overwhelming feeling. Dying from things like murders, and falling off of high areas, things of that sort, has a different impact on people; dying of old age is different. They are ready to die, so they end up directly in Spirit world." And out of everything she had just said, I only understood half of it.
"Spirit World?" I questioned.
"You can think of it as an in-between world. From there is where your crimes are weighed out against your good deeds, and where the prince of Spirit world assigns your soul." I shook my head.
"I know this is all very confusing for you, but it's okay, I never expected you to understand it."
"Botan?" She looked back at me.
"Yes Dear?"
"This person who died… who are they?"
"Well, we're almost there, maybe you'll know them." Oh gosh, did I hope not. It was bad enough I had to die, and if the day took another person I knew, I think I would've lost it.
A/N: So, that about wraps up this chapter, bet you can all guess who died…but uh, let's not let Mimiko in on that. Hope to see you at Chapter 2:Did I Know You?