I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the character! Just my own!


I chewed adamantly at the mechanical pencil in my hands; the lecture was going to be over soon, and I was ever so thankful. The teacher has been droning on about inverse functions. Her monotone voice didn't help with my hatred towards math, but alas I'm in this class because it is required to pass middle school.

I'm nowhere near your average girl; actually I'm quite below that norm. I go to middle school, passing with C's, and sometimes B's. That's not close to being good enough in my town, but why should I care? It's not like I want to graduate. My parents do, but I do not. Those big universities seem too boring, and don't even offer something that sounds like a career I could do my whole life and enjoy it at the same time. Making money is too materialistic to me.

The wind pushed my blonde hair into my face, and I crinkled my nose. The swing that I sat upon squeaked as I shoved the mass of tickling hair away from me nose. My blue eyes blinked as the sun came out of its hiding place behind the clouds. Birds flew above me, their wings catching the wind's upward bursts. The park I was out was not too far away from my house or my middle school; I frequently visit here, especially right after school. The view of the sky is breathtaking here; it's the perfect place to watch the cotton clouds float lazily across the sky. A small yawn escaped my mouth, I of course used my hand to cover it, but I soon went flying off the swing onto my face.

I heard some commotion behind me as I pushed myself in a sitting position. I spat out the mouth full of dirt I acquired, and then looked behind me and all I saw was a cloud of dust with fists coming out of it in various places. What I could depict from the dust of rage was that it was Yusuke and Kuwabara fighting, like usual. Those two always fought, even at school, when they weren't skipping, of course.

I wasn't mad about being pushed out of the swing, or landing on my face. I knew neither meant it, and that they were honestly good guys underneath their bad boy cover up. I waited very patiently for them to finish their little spat.

"You'll never beat me, bonehead," Yusuke taunted after the last punch of the brawl was thrown. His brown eyes sparkled with victory.

Kuwabara grumbled something, and then noticed me," Hey, Misora! What are you doing in the dirt?"

His face was quite dumbfounded. I couldn't help by smile and reply," I obviously got in the way! It's ok though, I'm perfectly ok!"

I smiled as Kuwabara apologized and went on a rant how he's a man. He never purposely hurts a girl, blah, blah. Same stuff I always hear from his loud mouth when he manages to get a girl's attention. Even though he can be a twit at times, that is what makes him the silly red head everyone knows.

"My deepest apologies, if I knew that slug would send this big buffoon into you, I would have left hooked him," Yusuke said sarcastically, pissing Kuwabara off tremendously and the fight started once again.

Within minutes the dust ball of fists and pain was flying away from me. I couldn't help but giggle to myself. Those two will never ever change, but I am indeed beyond happy that I know them even though I'm not truly friends with them. I might be on the ground more if I hung out with them; I mean they always seem to have something to prove to each other. That or Kuwabara likes to get the crap beat out him.

I wiped off my school uniform when I stood up; it had a small layer of dirt on the skirt. And I walked heavily away from the play set, westward towards my home. The sidewalk thunked under my brown shoes when I left the grassed in area. Home was less than a mile away. It's a really nice walk when the weather is just right, as in not snowing up a storm. Cars passed by me, speeding like usual. People talked to their friends as they walked on the opposite side of the street. Everyone all around me was happy, and their happiness rubbed off on me.

I skipped slightly, no one but me could notice. A smile played upon my lips. I couldn't wait to get home now. Today was going better; maybe I should let other people's happiness and joy wear off on me more!

I continued with my skip of happiness and I finally got to the residential area of this part of town. I was so close to being home, but I couldn't help but gasp loudly when something gripped my shoulder and yanked me back. Pain scorched through my shoulder as sharp object dug their way into my shoulder blade and muscles. Darkness swirled around me, there was not but a slight light from a hole in the darkness.

Wherever I was, was completely opposite of the bright sunshine I was just in. When the swirling stopped, I turned my head, my face green with sickness. I took a few breaths, and let my eyes focus, but I couldn't see through the lack of light. I felt my pain filled shoulder. Warm blood seeped through my fingers; I knew this was not good.

After minutes of my pupils focusing I saw what I was looking for. Right behind me was red glowing eyes, and just then pain shot through my chest. An orange hand held up a still beating heart, and that's when I realized it was mine, blood gushed out of the baseball sized hole. Then it was dark…


Thank you for reading! I haven't written a fanfic for years. I enjoy writing, and I'm so sorry this chapter was so short. I just had to get this boring part done. I plan on the next chapter to be much much longer! I promise!