This story was on my hieisdragonfly 69 pin name but I'm moving it here. And I will be updating as soon as I can. I have made changes and I will be splitting this story up into three or four stories. I do apologies for making everyone wait so long but my computer went that had everything I owned on it and I have a family and school to take care of.

My writing has improved so please be prepared for some great changes. I know that some of you have never heard of Yu Yu Hakusho or Twilight. If not do a little research and you may be amazed. I know Twilight fans get this. This story is a prequel to Not Alone. And I just wish for readers to enjoy it or take a look at this. Thanks!

Disclamer: I do not own either Twilight or Yu Yu Hakusho. For if I did Jacob would have had a better ending and Hakusho would not be completed yet! =^.^=

I can be tough

I can be strong

But with you its, not like that at all

There's a girl who gives a shit

Behind this wall

You just walk through it

Avril Lavigne, Wish You Were Here

Chapter One: Wish You Were Here

A young girl about sixteen years in age, stood with her back against a brick building. A longing sigh escaped her full, pouty, pink lips. Her coco colored Spanish eyes would look at the watch on her wrist every few minutes.

She was dressed in a lavender flared skirt that stopped two inches above her thick thighs. And a low cut black tank top that clung to her chest tightly, while the removable sleeves tied halfway up her biceps to show off her female muscles. The cuffs of the sleeves flared slightly at the wrist to give the top an elegant look. Black ballet flats covered her dainty feet, while her black ankle length cloak shielded her from the cold.

Her dark brown, almost black hair was loose and her natural loose curls flowed at her lower back. A thin layer of sweat coated her cream colored tan skin.

After some time the young woman relaxed. But you could still see the fear on her angelic heart shaped face, and the worry in her eyes. Another few minutes past and she let out a worrying sigh as she let her back hit the wall.

The hours seemed to run into one another and before she knew it, it was dusk. She clicked her tongue ring against her teeth as she saw the last rays of the sun go down. She nervously bit her bottom lip, as she tried in vain not to look at her watch.

"Maybe he got into another fight. God knows he's always in one or another." She said with sarcasm. But it was hard to hear the irritation in her smooth angelic voice.

More hours pasted before it started to pour. The teen sighed heavily as she slowly slid down the wall and landed silently on her bottom. She wrapped her arms around her knees, curling herself up into a ball so that the cloak could protect her from the downpour. She finally decided to look at her watch one last time.

"2:30 in the morning! Just peachy." She hissed in anger before falling into a dreamless slumber.