This is my first story on here so please be kind. I have read hundreds of wonderful fanfics on this site and as a fan and now author on it I ask for some tactful reviews and comments. Flames will be ignored. -_-

This is an YYH/SC (Yu Yu Hakusho/Soul Calibur) Story. I know it's a stretch but I am not certain on whether I wanted the realms to mix. I just needed a base world and since I love YuYu Hakusho I decided to use it.

This fanfiction was inspired by the song "Through the Glass" by Stone Sour (Wonderful song by the way..:D). Funny thing though, when I read the lyrics I am uncertain as to how I connected it to Soul Calibur and Siegfried Schtauffen. Oh well, my mind works in mysterious ways. XD

Disclaimer: I do not own YuYu Hakusho or its characters nor do I own Soul Calibur and its characters(Cause if I did my Simone would be with Siegfried, Hildegard would never exist, and Nightmare would not have killed Tira.) Also the songs used throughout this fanfiction such as "Through the Glass" and "Crashed' belong to their respected owners.

Segment One:

Crashed

"Well I was moving at the speed of sound…"

Chapter 1

The heavens were cast a dark gray hue, the sign of an approaching storm. Lightening crackled violently through the clouds as the first droplets of rain fell.

Amongst the rain stood a green canopy propped up by its four white legs. Underneath the shading lie a freshly made grave, the tombstone, carved of marble, adorned with a medium sized statue of an angel in prayer. Engraved in gold on the surface of the marble was the name "Victorian Williams" and beneath that a short stanza:

Don't take from others

Don't give what's yours

Shut your eyes and die

Love as you die

Surrounding this resting place was a sea of various flowers from those wishing to pay their respects to the departed. A lonely sunflower lay directly beneath the stone and was accented by the silk, white ribbon tied around it.

This grave was isolated from the rest of the cemetery, standing alone on a slight elevation of ground.

A frail figure lingered near the canopy's edge, staring at the site with soulless eyes. Venturing closer, they ran their fingers over the marble affectionately. It was then that two others, draped in black, approached the first. Gazing sadly at the stone, the first rose from their crouch beside it and, reluctantly, followed the pair away from the depressing scene.

And though they wished against, with ferocity unrivaled, the figure was certain this would be the last time they'd ever see this place.

'I… I can't believe… She's really gone…'

Victorian's younger sister, Simone, lay crying in her late sister's room. Sprawled across the bed, she clutched her sister's beloved teddy bear as more tears flowed down her face. 'I am all alone now…' She calmed her sobs and tried to focus on her thoughts, morbid but racing nonetheless.

'I start school tomorrow… And the moment they hear my last name it'll start… All of it…'

Her grip on the bear tightened,' I've only made it this far through school because of her… Mom and Dad don't care what goes on there… They just want me to be top of my class… As always…' Simone thought bitterly then sighed,

'I'm hated for mine and my sister's intelligence… They don't understand that…'

Burying her head in the bear she sobbed again,

'I don't think… No…I can't do this on my own… Tori was always here when I needed consoling afterschool… I couldn't go to our parents because I lived too comfortably in her shadow. And that was fine… I'd never bring myself to talk to them anyway… She was the only one who spent time with me…'

That affectionate expression crossed her face,

'She practically raised me herself…'

A sense of dread tremored through her,

'There's… nothing I can do…'

It was the early hours of the morning and the sky reflected the ominous nature from the previous day. Thunder rolled through the clouds as another flourish of rain fell.

'Gloomy… the weather's perfect for a day like this…'

Simone stood in front of a school's gate in the opposing rain. Her gaze was transfixed on the dark clouds looming over the dreary seeming building. Clutching the black jacket that shielded her, she trekked to the school, each step accentuated by with a sound of thunder, like the heavens were warning her of an imminent danger…

"Ah, Ms. Williams, right on time," came a shrill voice as said girl removed her jacket to place it on a hook alongside the door. Rearranging some papers on her desk, the receptionist stood from her perch," I'll escort you to your first class. Please, follow me." After handing Simone her schedule, the woman journeyed through the halls, short, hesitant strides trailing behind her.

The elder's footsteps ceased in front of a classroom door before it was slid open to let Simone inside. "Takenaga-san, your new student is here." Takenaga stopped, mid-lecture, and gestured for the frail girl to come in, the door screeching shut behind her. "Class," he stood upright as he addressed them," this is our foreign exchange student, Ms. Simone Williams."

Simone nodded to her fellow students, a timid reaction to an unknown space. Taking a chance she lifted her head and scanned the faces of the faces of the room. Her eyes then became fascinated with the floor. Mr. Takenaga rummaged through his desk a short while until he pulled the seating chart from the top drawer. He contemplated the chart then turned to Simone," You'll be able to sit in three places: in the middle of the first row behind Ms. Nakahara, the front desk of the third row, or behind Mr. Urameshi in the fifth row. Sit wherever you feel comfortable."

Simone's feet moved of their own accord and placed her in the seat of the fifth row, behind Urameshi. It wasn't until further inspection of the other choices that she caught the collective sighs of relief, however subtle they were supposed to be. The calm before the storm had been breached.

Lightening tore across the sky only confirming her beliefs.

As the class droned on, Simone immediately tuned out the teacher, having been familiar with the lesson, and drowned into her thoughts. She was trying, desperately, to determine why those students had reacted to her presence so negatively. From her perspective, she'd done no wrong; yet, the fact that no one is fond of her being here lay, boldly, before her. She wasn't certain on how to relieve herself of the problem either.

Dwelling on possible solutions, her mind wandered to what her parents said about people who were cruel to others. They claimed that those people were jealous, be of her intelligence, or appearance, the latter she passionately doubted. Her wholly-braided hair was dull, frizzed, and pulled into a low ponytail of disarray that flowed carelessly down her back. The bangs hung, limp and loose, in her face, the larger sections of them cradling her face and cascading down from there. Her hair's ebony hue was a wonderful contrast to her emerald eyes, which complimented her earth tone skin, though she was a little pale for her color.

She was adorned in the school's attire: a blue, sailor style shirt with a yellow tie and a mid-length, pleated skirt of the same blue. Her only addition to this was a thin blue sweater of a darker shade. The royal blue article was more of a comfort than a fashion statement. It was a gift from her sister and could easily be described as "grandma-ish" but she loved it all the same. Appearance, as she reflected on it, seemed to be a ridiculous reason as to her current situation. Simone had been considered one of the unfortunate looking individuals in the last school she'd attended. Simone knew she wasn't pretty.

Class ended once that conclusion was reached. Simone watched as the other students filed out of the room, casting quick glances her way as they departed. In a matter of minutes only she, Urameshi, and the teacher remained. Urameshi leaned back in his desk and turned his head slightly in Simone's direction before addressing her," Where you from?" Simone recoiled a bit but gave a hesitant reply," America. You know, the U.S.?" He nodded then rose from his seat," Name's Yusuke," and with that, he was gone. Simone sat back in her chair, dumbstruck for a moment. She was jolted out of her stupor by the sound of her name. "Ms. Williams, you are from America correct?" She nodded, urging him on," Well considering that, you wouldn't happen to be related to… Victorian Williams, would you?" Simone's jaw tightened but she managed a response," She was my older sister." Mr. Takenaga cringed at her sharp reply," I'd heard about her passing from a friend. I'm very sorry."

She said nothing but gave a stiff nod as she collected her things and left the classroom.

It frightened Simone severely, how vulnerable she felt as she walked through the crowded halls. She felt as though she were naked, walking the streets of Tokyo. The eyes she felt on her person were not easing her distress either.

At the sound of the lunch bell, a sudden calm washed over Simone. She was far more content now that she was not imprisoned with more unfamiliar students. During lunch she escaped to the roof of the school, hoping to find isolation, if only for the 30 minutes of free time. However, upon her arrival she found an unexpected guest.

"Yusuke?"

To a foreign contaminant in his space, his first response was to glare upon the intrusion. Once recognition of said disturbance was established, he merely shrugged and situated himself back into his comfortable posture,

"The hell you doin' up here?"

At first, Sisi shrunk at his posed question, particularly because of its phrasing. She began to mull around with the notion that perhaps she shouldn't be up here with him. Concluding that departure may have been best, she was about to leave but Yusuke's second remark kept her in place,

"Those vultures haven't swarmed in on you yet..?"

Yusuke's second question was met with met with a curious glance from over Simone's shoulder.

'Maybe I'm jumping to conclusions…'

Simone walked over and leaned on the wall that supported Yusuke and replied," No, I suppose not…" His nonchalance at her answer encouraged her to continue," And about your first question… I guess I am up here for the same reason as you…"

Her last remark earned her a skeptical glare from the boy," Really?" Simone nodded sheepishly. Yusuke smirked," So you're actually skipping too?" The corners of Simone's turned upward slightly and she shook her head once before replying," Of course not. I am here for the real reason you are here as well." Her gaze fell upon him," To escape..from them.."

Yusuke was subject to glare at such an accusation but in the face of the abrupt intensity of her eyes he recoiled instantly, taken aback. 'What's..with those eyes..?'

"YUSUKE!"

The cry of his name scared them both. A girl with two ponytails stood in the doorway glaring at Yusuke," There you are, I've been looking all over for you…" She came to stand before him," You should be in class Yusuke." She seemed to be completely oblivious to Simone's presence, not that the timid girl minded.

Yusuke was really becoming tired of all the uninvited guests in his sanctuary, but he'd decided to tolerate these two. So in response to his companion's statement he huffed and muttered," What's the point Keiko? All those bastards want to do is find some authentic way to kick me out and keep me out."

'So her name is Keiko…' Simone committed the name to memory. Keiko seemed very concerned about Yusuke. Are they friends? Or perhaps… The corners of Simone's lips twitched upward at the thought,' It would make sense…'

"Yusuke, maybe if you'd attend class and stop creating trouble they wouldn't be so quick to try and throw you out…" Keiko sighed and cast her gaze in another direction before suddenly honing in on Simone. Her eyes then darted from Simone to Yusuke and back again. " Yusuke, who is this?"

Boredly, Yusuke looked up to Keiko then Simone," She's the exchange girl from America…" Keiko beamed at Simone," You must be Simone. My name is Keiko, Keiko Yukimura. Nice to meet you." Simone gave a slight smirk and nod in her direction but remained silent.

"Quite the talker, isn't she?" Keiko glared at Yusuke," That's not funny…" He merely shrugged and stared at the sky. A thought struck Keiko then and the atmosphere around her turned vicious. Yusuke, chancing a look at Keiko, suddenly felt threatened.

" Yusuke! Did you persuade her to skip with you?" Yusuke's glared swiftly matched hers," NO! She came up here on her own…" Keiko looked to Simone who nodded confirming what Yusuke had said.

In Yusuke's defense she added," It was lunchtime, so I decided to find a nice, quiet spot for myself…"

Keiko smiled," Next time I'll show you where the library is if you like." Simone smirked gratefully. Keiko looked at her watch," Lunch is almost over, we should be heading back soon…" Simone extracted herself from the wall and came to stand beside Keiko who pleaded with Yusuke one final time," Will at least try?"

Yusuke sighed and muttered," Whatever." Frustrated and fed up, Keiko left in a huff. Simone was about to follow suit when Yusuke called out to her," Hey." Simone cast a glance over her shoulder from the doorway. Yusuke turned to her, a serious aura about his eyes," They're the ones running from me, not the other way around…"

Simone finally could not restrain it and smiled at Yusuke," I never said you were running…" she made for the first step but halted adding," Oh, and Yusuke?" Said boy looked over to her again. Her smile was approaching a grin now," Watashi wa sore ga honto kane, anata mo ii yo ni mieru…"

His eyes widened and he jumped from his pose, calling out to her as she disappeared down the stairs," Ma—Tsute! Nani o i-tsu ta no?"

Yusuke's only answer was the near inaudible sound of laughter close to where he guessed was the bottom of the stairs.

The chime of the afterschool bell was the most beautiful pitch of sound to ever grace one's ears, Simone could testify to that. As of now, all she wanted to do was make a mad dash for home.

She watched with little interest as the classroom slowly emptied until she and Keiko were the only ones left. Keiko smiled at Simone as she gathered her books together," We could walk home together if we live in the same or close neighborhoods." Simone consented by gathering and following Keiko out of the classroom.

Okay, there's the first chapter! ^-^ Please review and comment! I would greatly appreciate it!

A/N: Please forgive me if the Japanese is incorrect. ^_^'

"Watashi wa sore ga honto kane, anata mo ii yo ni mieru.." - (I doubt that's true, you seem too nice..)

"Ma-Tsute! Nani o i-tsu ta no?" - (Wait! What did you say?)