I don't think anyone understands how much I adore Yu Yu Hakusho. So, here it is, in all it's unedited glory, the slowly coming together story of Natsume Fujiko. This will eventually become KuramaxOc, just really long with kind of shippy moments spread through out. Also, a few references to Lupin the 3rd will pop up from time to time. Other than that, enjoy!
"Wake up Fujiko-sama. It's time to finish the first week of a new year," a woman says, opening the blinds to a large window. The sunlight reaches the bed, hitting the face of a fifteen year old girl. The blonde groans and curls in on herself, trying to get away from the light. The older woman huffed, slightly amused, before lifting the cover slightly and shoving her hand under the covers, touching the younger girl's stomach. The girl yelped and bolted upright in bed, flailing as she fell to the floor. The dark haired woman watched the blonde girl flail on the floor before turning to the closet and pulling out a dark red skirt, a white long sleeve shirt, a lighter red ascot, and a pair of socks, placing the clothing neatly on the mattress.
"Your mother is waiting for you downstairs, so please do get dressed," she tells the blonde, walking to the door and giving a bow before leaving the room and going down the stairs.
The blonde laid on the floor for a few moments, staring at the ceiling with lidded eyes. Letting out a yawn, the girl sits up from her blankets. Scratching her head, she kicked off her covers and stood up. Grabbing her clothes, she heads to the bathroom. After a quick shower and blow-drying her hair, she pulls on her uniform and brushes out long blonde hair, before pulling it back into a ponytail. Re-entering her bedroom, she glances at the clock and lets out a string of curses. Grabbing her school bag, she runs out of her room, down the stairs and grabbing her lunch from the maid. Pausing long enough to give her mother a kiss on the cheek, she then shoves a piece of toast into her mouth and sprints to the door, nodding at the butler who pulled the door open. Shoving her feet into her shoes, she swallows down the last of her toast then takes off down the road, toward her school.
"...Yuki-san, make sure that Natsume-chan makes it to school safely," the brunette woman at the head of the table said, taking a sip of coffee as she reads the newspaper. The dark haired woman bowed before vanishing from the room, off to tail the teen. An older butler cleared his throat gaining the brunette's attention.
"Are you certain that Yuki-san should be following Natsume-sama to school, Hikari-dono?" he asked, bowing at the woman. Hikari raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes gaining a faint silver glow in them, prompting the butler to bow again.
"My apologies, Hikari-dono," he said, raising from his bow.
"Enough, Kaito-san. Just go perform your duties."
Natsume skidded to a halt in front of the academy's middle school, running toward the main building when the door opened and a red haired boy smirked as the blonde ran past him calling out, "Seeyouinclass,Shuichi'kayBYE!" Shuichi chuckled, stepping back into the building and strolling into the classroom, biting his bottom lip to prevent himself from chuckling at the sight of the blonde leaning over her desk and gasping for air. He sat down delicately in the desk while Natsume eventually plopped herself into her desk, head hanging over the back and still gasping for air. The bell rang and Natsume's fist shot into the air, a gasped "yes" escaping her, encouraging another chuckle from Shuichi.
"I'm still surprised that you make it to school on the first week back from break," Shuichi teased. Natsume lifted her head up, glanced around for a teacher, before giving Shuichi the bird, much to the red haired boy's amusement.
"Yes, yes, I know. You hate me and only hang around me for the "god-like" notes that I make," Shuichi mock sighed, a smile spreading on his face as the blonde rolled her head to the side to glare at him.
"You're sassy this morning. I don't like it," Natsume pouted, finally pulling herself up from her collapse to sit properly in a desk. Shuichi simply gave her a smile as the teacher walked into the classroom to begin the day's lesson.
The lunch bell finally rang at 12, prompting happy sounds from many of the students, Natsume and Shuichi included. The red haired boy slipped his lunchbox from his bag as the blonde yanked out her own lunch box and stood, impatiently, by his desk.
"Come on, Shuichi. I don't want to stop because your fan club wants to ask to share lunch with you now, instead of at the beginning of the day," Natsume sighed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Her friend chuckled, shaking his head slightly, before rising from his seat gracefully, and striding to the door. Mockingly bowing as he gestured out the door, Shuichi didn't even flinch when Natsume popped him on the head, instead letting his shoulders shake in silent laughter.
"Would your highness like me to carry you to the rooftop as well?" Shuichi teased as he easily fell in step with Natsume. The blonde glared at him from the corner of her eye before a smile crossed her face.
"You would have to catch me first." Before the boy could realise the challenge that the blonde threw down, she shot down the hall, moving past milling students to the stairs. Rolling his eyes, Shuichi followed, a fox-like grin crossing his face.
"How does that even work?" Natsume gasps, leaning heavily on the door frame to catch her breath while Shuichi shrugged from the bench in the middle of the roof. The blonde let out a groan before slinking to the bench and collapsing on to both the bench and the boy sitting on it. Shuichi let out a huff of air as Natsume dropped her head into his lap, the blonde grinning up at the boy mischievously.
"Someone is going to beat you someday, and I want to be there to laugh at you while you cry over your shattered perfect record," Natsume announced, before pulling herself up into a sitting position and opening her bento.
"I don't think that will happen all too soon, but if it were to occur, you'd be the first to know, whether I intend you to know or not," Shuichi replied while Natsume shoved a bit of rice into her mouth. The blonde rolled her eyes as the red haired boy opened his own bento.
"I told you, I didn't know how to control the mind reading when I was younger," Natsume sighed, picking up a piece of tamagoyaki and shoving it in her mouth, ignoring the light burning in her cheeks.
"And what about the last physical? You were glaring awfully hard at all of the boys in our class," Shuichi teased, his amused expression flickering to worry briefly as Natsume chokes on the rolled egg and red blossoms in her cheeks. Once she was able to breath again, Natsume shrieks, "IT'S NOT MY FAULT THEY WERE PROJECTING!" Despite flinching, Shuichi's shoulders started to shake with silent laughter again as Natsume dug into her bento with gusto, her blush slowly fading as the atmosphere turned into silent companionship. Almost too soon, the warning bell rang, calling students back to class. Natsume sighed, standing up from the bench while Shuichi took his time to rise.
"Time for class. Yay. Let's go, Shuichi," Natsume sighed, stretching while looking over at her friend. Shuichi smiled and started to nod when suddenly, his features closed and his jaw tightened.
"Why don't you go ahead, Natsume? I'll be back, so don't worry," Shuichi offered with a strained smile. Natsume furrowed her brow and opened her mouth to ask when the red head put his hand on her back and gently pushed to the stairwell.
"Don't worry, I'll be in class soon," Shuichi reassured, motioning for her to go. Natsume chewed on her lip before sighing.
"Alright, alright, I'll go ahead," she answer reluctantly, heading toward the door. Shuichi didn't comment on how out of place her acceptance was, focusing on something in the far corner. Natsume shot a glance in that corner and blanched as a lesser demon decided to drop onto the roof, it's eyes focused on her.
"NOPE!" Natsume yelped, twisting to grab Shuichi's arm before pulling him back into the school. Shuichi's face was that of surprise as Natsume dragged him down the stairs and away from the demon, into the girls bathroom on the second floor just as the second bell rang.
"What was that for?" Shuichi asked, pulling his wrist out of her hand gently only to grasp her wrist as her hands trembled.
"I was not going to let my best friend get eaten by a flipping demon that is obviously after me," Natsume gasps, adrenaline dying off the longer they stood on the tile floor. Something projected from Shuichi's mind, a faint question that Natsume couldn't really focus on as the shaking slowly died away.
"Demons? They actually exist?" Shuichi asked, his tone holding an innocent tone that Natsume always felt was mocking her.
"I thought we covered this when you met Yuki-san and Kaito-san," Natsume deadpans, her breathing returning to normal.
"Wait, you were serious?" Shuichi asked, a surprised tone in his voice getting a laugh from Natsume.
"What made you think I would lie about something like that?" Natsume asked, putting her hand on her hip and a smile crossing her face. Shuichi shrugged his shoulders and explained, "I thought that was an exaggeration from how terrifyingly efficient they were." A startled laugh escaped Natsume as Shuichi chuckled.
"That does sound like something I would have done," Natsume agrees. Shuichi smiled before leaning down to be face level with his friend.
"Do you know the best part of this entire situation?" Shuichi asked. When Natsume shook her head, Shuichi stood up straight, putting a hand to his forehead and gasped, "Alas! My perfect record."
Class 2-4, closest to the girl's bathroom, became convinced that there was a ghost and it was laughing at their misery as a test was being handed out.
"See you next week, Shuichi!" Natsume called, waving from the front gate as her friend continued to the hospital to visit his mother. Humming a pleased tune, Natsume opened the gate and entered the yard. Yuki dropped from the rooftop and bowed to the blonde.
"Welcome home, Natsume-sama," the dark haired demon said, rising from her bow to open the door.
"Thanks, Yuki-san!" Natsume chirped, entering the large house. Inhaling, Natsume calls out, "I'm home!"
"I know!" Her mother calls back from the master office. Rolling grey eyes, Natsume trudged up the stairs and entered the office. Her mother finished smearing dark red lipstick on and straightening out her black dress before turning to her daughter.
"Go change, dear. We're going to a wake."