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Words could not describe what brought me here. Here, to his school. Whether it be because I was ordered to, or not. I cannot say for sure. I made certain he was the only one in my line of vision, so as not to lose my focus. I made my way towards him.

He was standing with his friends, and they were talking. I took my time making my way over to him. It would be unwise to draw strange attention from his friends. When they departed, I quickened my pace, and he was left alone, his red hair distinguishing him from the other boys around him. Meekly, I walked up to him. Sensing me coming, as I knew and expected he would, he gave me his undivided attention before I was even standing directly in front of him.

"Suichi Minamino?" I asked him, looking down at my feet.
He smiled at me. Such a charming smile. Such a charming boy. What a shame he was such a gentleman. He could have any girl he wanted. "Yes?"
I hesitated before I spoke again. "...Kurama...?"
His smile evaporated, like steam. Pleasantly, in order to keep the suspicions of the others at bay, he leaned in towards me to speak. "I'm sorry. You and I have not been properly been acquainted. Shall we step outside?"

As he lead me out into the commons, I felt myself shuddering in the cold of the winter afternoon. It was times like these I wished I had longer hair. Trailing close behind Kurama, I ran my fingers through my short brown hair, trying to warm them up. In this weather, it was quite unwise to have a pixie-cut. Out of the earshot of the others, he grabbed me, turning me to face him.
"Who are you?" He asked me, his eyes piercing into mine as I looked up to see him.

I am Amaya Morie.

A few months ago, I found that I was endowed with strange powers. It was unexplainable, and I could hardly believe it at the time. Somehow or another, I had come to gain the power to control water. Yes, any water. I could make waves run rough, or water fountains explode. You name it, I can do it.

Undoubtedly, I was not as impressed at the time. I had no way to control my powers. Wherever I would go, pipework would break, water towers would leak. I felt like a human embodiment of a natural disaster. Each time I took a shower, I nearly drowned myself. Sinking into a deep depression, I absorbed myself within sorrow, hoping somehow that this curse could be lifted from me, all the while I would try to live out as relatively a normal life as possible.

One day, as I walked to school, I saw a flyer sitting atop the gutter. It was yellowing with age and, curious, I picked it up. The flyer entailed something involving passing on techniques to a successor. It was nearly two years old. Yet there was a woman's name on it, Genkai, as well as an address.

I did not go to school that day, and because of this decision, my life changed.

Genkai willingly took me in, training me, and showing me how to control my powers. Months or arduous mental training, as well as physical. I learned how to keep myself focus and poised, and to hold back on the overbearing strength of my power. I was an easy student, as I was eager to learn. In two months, I completed the first phase of my training. I had believed that I would stay on with Genkai, and continue to contain my powers, not only continuing how to control them better, but also to strengthen them as well. This was not quite the case. Genkai explained that I would now be entering a sort of 'step two'. I would learn to use my powers to help others. She explained this next phase as sort of 'field work.'

On this day, there was another woman, one with blue hair, at the dojo. She was strange to say the least, but her amiable personality allowed me to grow close to her in such a short amount of time. Her name was Botan. She had with her a video tape, one in which the son of King Yamma, Lord Koenma, instructed me to find Suichi Minamino, or Kurama. There was no other explanation as to why I had to leave Genkai to go to Kurama, only that we would all know when the time came. Koenma advised me that there was evil brewing, and that my powers could be vital toward the cause of a boy named Yusuke Urameshi.

I didn't know what it all meant, yet I was indeed curious. Why go see Kurama then? Why not go straight to Yusuke. Nerve-wrackingly, Botan explained that Yusuke might not be very open toward me. It had been said once before that Kurama's only weakness was his kindness. Because of this, I could assume that he was my safest bet. I asked no more questions after that.

I couldn't believe it all. It was all so strange. Each morning thereafter, I would awaken from my slumber to believe that it had all been a dream, only to acknowledge that this was, in fact, my reality each time I realized I was not at home, but at Genkai's dojo. The power to control water? Lord Koenma? Stuff like this just did not exist. It just wasn't logical. And these were the thoughts I found myself thinking the day I met Kurama.

The day was crisp and cool as I made my way into the junior high school. Free period had just begun, and butterflies felt as though they were rampaging within my stomach. I saw him there across the room, and my heart was in my mouth. Words could not describe what brought me here.