Note: This is a rewrite, which I am doing to most of my stories, until ideas decide to kick me in the ass and say "Hey! Listen to me! I know what we have to do!"

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, just my own characters.


Chapter 1

I sat on the floor of the hospital, my mind racing in turmoil as I tried to reason what happened. My eyes were cast up to the ceiling, not even seeing it as I thought back on the day. Trying to think of how things turned out this way, but nothing came to mind since it was a typical day at school...

I was the youngest in my year since I had skipped a year of middle school and entered high school on a scholarship where I had to keep near perfect grades without bribing anyone to do the work for me. As it was though, I was in the top five within my year, ranking at number three. Despite the fact that I could be a lazy student and the fact that I had the habit of skipping class, I was an excellent student since I always handed in my assignments on time and I always passed my tests with either a perfect score or close to perfect.

I was sitting in class, staring out the window, not really paying attention to anything going on. I had a feeling that my brother was going to skip school sometime that day. Sighing to myself, I tucked a piece of my black hair behind my ear as I flipped a page in my English book. The words my teacher spoke not registering in my mind as I watched the wind play with the leaves of the trees. My brother and I had something known as 'Twin-telepathy', where either my brother or I knew what the other was thinking or planning to do. It came in handy whenever my brother decided to skip school, since I was able to meet up with him before he returned home.

"Kimora please read the next section." My teacher Mr. Kenshin stated, not looking up from his own book. Sighing a bit, I backed my chair away from my desk while grabbing my book. We were studying Shakespeare currently; more specifically we were studying Macbeth. It was an interesting tale, one that I had read several times since we were given the booklet.

"We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it.

She'll close and be herself, whilst our pour malice

Remains in danger of her former tooth.

But let the frame of things disjoint, both the

Worlds suffer,

Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep

In the affliction of these terrible dreams

That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,

Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,

Than on the torture of the mind to lie

In restless ecstasy. Ducan is in his gravel

After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;

Treason has done his worst not steel, nor poison,

Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,

Can touch him further."

Once I finished reading I sat back down in my chair and went back to looking out the window, not even hearing as the next student read the next speech. My mind heading back to my brother while resting my head in my hand. I mindlessly flipped the page of our textbook, still not really paying attention to anything going on in class. To be honest though, I did love Shakespeare's work, I thought the man was a genius when most of my classmates thought the man was a loon. They just didn't appreciate the works, in my opinion anyway, probably why I was looking forward to reading Hamlet later on that year.

I started packing my school bag moments later, knowing that the bell was going to ring in a few moments. Out of habit, I was usually the first one out of class, other than the teacher. Once the bell rang, signalling the end of class, I was already making my way out of the door while my classmates scrambled to pack their belongings to leave as well. Without another thought, I skipped my locker, heading out through the front doors only to pause when I felt eyes on my form.

Looking over my shoulder, I looked up at the classroom that I had previously sat in and easily spotted a shadow at the window. The shadow was male, one who possessed enchanting, yet emotionless emerald green eyes. There was only one person in class who had those eyes, the school's heartthrob, Shuuichi Minamino. He was the smartest male in our grade and the 'most wanted' male student that the girls wanted to date. Shuuichi Minamino always took the number one ranking spot every week, which made him even more wanted by most of the female populace.

One would think that because I was seated at the number three spot in the weekly rankings that I would know the male well, but I didn't. Shuuichi Minamino was never a concern to me, I wasn't interested in his looks nor was I interested in his popularity or enhancing my own. Also, the male wasn't a threat to me either, he kept to himself and I kept to myself. We didn't interact, unless we had to pass something to one another since I sat behind him in class. Also the lack of interaction between us caused others to freely approach me if they needed help, despite the fact that I preferred being left alone.

Breaking eye contact with the school's heartthrob, I turned around again, continuing on my way. Much like my brother, who wore a different uniform at his school, I wore a different coloured uniform as well. Instead of the fuchsia coloured skirt and blazer, I wore the male's pants and the female's blazer in blue. I didn't like the colour pink or any shade of that blasted colour. The bow that I wore was green, the same colour as Yusuke's uniform.

As I walked down the street, my hair swished behind me, much like it usually did. Taking a shortcut that I knew of, I easily crossed the distance from my high school to my twin's middle school. Despite the distance, it didn't take me very long to get to my destination. Just as I turned the corner, I found myself letting out a bit of a sigh as I looked at my brother. He was walking from his school, hunched over and no doubt mumbling to himself. I started walking towards him, folding my arms behind my head, finding myself relaxing as a teasing grin found its way onto my face.

"You do know that once you start talking to yourself, you're one step closer to becoming crazy right?" I couldn't help but tease him, as I came up from behind. I watched in amusement as my brother paused in mid-step, no doubt thinking on what was said to him.

"Man Kimko! You know how to brighten my day!" Yusuke grinned as he turned around, using the nickname I hated.

Rolling my eyes, I stepped closer to my brother and flicked his ear sharply, causing him to jump back with a yelp while rubbing his ear. A pout was firmly placed on his face as he glared mockingly at me, "Hey! No fair! I'm older than you are!" he whined like a child, but walked next to me none the less.

"Only by two minutes and might I remind you of who is more mature?" I stated while rolling my eyes, lightly nudging his hip with my own. I was already relaxing now that I was around my twin. It was always like this though, being around Yusuke always relaxed me and I felt at peace once more.

From the corner of my eye, I could see my brother lighting a cigarette as he snorted at my statement, but I merely just rolled my eyes, too used to his behaviour. We inherited quite a bit from our mom's bad habits. Yusuke smoked and I drank every now and then. I never touched the cigarettes, since I always thought that they were dirty and I tried many times to get my brother to quit, without being successful.

"It's odd for you to get sick of school like this Kimko, got that bored?" My brother mused, raising an eyebrow in question while stuffing his hands into the pockets of his uniform.

I merely shrugged my shoulders, looking up at the school a bit, mirroring his actions a bit as the two of us headed to our apartment. "Well... considering I'm always bored at school, it's only a wonder why I don't skip permanently when my twin isn't around to cause chaos with." I smirked at him a bit, "I think the conclusion is rather obvious."

Yusuke huffed at my side before he started to mumble about lectures and bossy people. I merely chuckled at his reaction and shook my head. My brother always had a problem with authority, whether it was in the form of a teacher, our mother or the actual authorities. The only one he seemed to listen to was me. As we walked, we decided to stop at home for a bit, just to drop off our books and so I could change out of my uniform. Though it was comfortable, I always preferred wearing my own clothes when I was out and about. The moment we stepped inside our apartment, I headed to our room so I could change. Yusuke and I have shared a bedroom since we were babies, we also shared a bed as well. It might seem strange, but it was something the two of us were so used to doing.

I quickly changed from my uniform into a deep blue tank top, black cargo pants and I grabbed a black sweater which I wrapped around my waist. Once I walked into the main room, I saw that our mom was awake, still in her pyjamas and already smoking a cigarette while a bottle of sake resting next to her. No doubt Yusuke was in the kitchen making her a pot of coffee and I merely rolled my eyes while walking over to her and kissing her cheek in greeting as she scolded my brother for not being in class.

"It gets boring mum, that's all it is really." I replied softly as I headed into the kitchen, grabbing a mug for our mom. Seeing Yusuke pour the cup, I took it for mum, handing it to her while she took a drag from her cigarette, sighing in disappointment while stretching out in front of the tube, a usual position that she took.

"What's gotten into you two? I had to quit school to make a living just so I could raise you two brats and what do you do? You skip school." Our mom complained lazily, causing me to roll my eyes again.

This was normal in our household, mum and Yusuke would go at it if I didn't intervene and from what I could tell, Yusuke was going to say something stupid if I didn't act quickly. Lightly nudging my brother's shoulder, I grabbed his arm, tugging it a bit, "Come on let's head out before you blow your top 'kay?" I suggested softly before he and mum got into another screaming match. The two of them were both hot headed whenever they got too agitated. Pulling my brother out of the apartment, I looked inside as I closed the door, "See ya later mum!" I called to her, locking the door behind me.

Lightly pushing my brother to walk, we left the apartment block and walked down the street. We didn't talk for a few minutes, but I listened as Yusuke grumbled about how pissed off he was and how he really needed something to kick. I stayed quiet and just shook my head, lightly patting my brother's arm lightly. My brother's temper was well known in our neighborhood, which was why, as we walked around, the stores closed their doors and curtains, not wanting my brother's anger to cost them money. I merely shook my head at their actions, rolling my eyes at the way people seemed to always judge my brother for his actions instead of who he was as a whole.

"You're not as bad as everyone thinks, you're actually rather soft now that I think about it." I found myself musing, ignoring the glare my brother sent my way. "You're like a puppy... or a penguin... a rough exterior, but a softy in the inside." I was quite used to his attitude that it never bothered me at all. It was because of this, that I was allowed to make fun of him without worrying about getting reprimanded or beaten. Then again, he was also allowed to do the same with me if I ever lost my temper, which wasn't often.

The moment we reached an intersection, we ended up pausing a bit when we were surrounded by a familiar group of guys. They belonged to Kazuma Kuwabara, a tall, thick headed, orange haired boy who thought he was all that and more. The only problem was the fact that he ended up picking fights with my brother all the time and often ended up losing badly. He wasn't a bad guy... not really; he just... looked for trouble in all the wrong places.

It also didn't help that Kuwabara never seemed to realize when he should turn tail and run whenever danger was emanate. Though at the same time, it would probably do my brother some good to have someone to beat up and Kuwabara had always been a good punching bag for Yusuke. At this particular moment though, the moment Kuwabara decided to open his mouth, his fate was sealed. My brother took all of his pent up anger and frustration that he had and released it all on Kuwabara, who truly didn't see it coming. I stood off to the side, watching calmly as my brother beat the carrot top to a pulp, while Kawabara's friends ended up wincing at each hard swing.

My brother was a brawler, that much was true, but whenever he was pissed off or emotionally charged, everything about his fighting style was enhanced. His abilities were charged with pure emotion which made my brother extremely lethal and dangerous. The moment Yusuke was finished with Kuwabara; I could literally see the tension from his body slip away as he grinned down at the twitching lump of flesh as he thanked the boy. Shaking my head, I found myself not really feeling sorry for Kuwabara; after all, he had done it to himself, the poor sap. Lightly nudging my brother's shoulder with my own, I merely raised an eyebrow at him, watching as he casted me a cocky grin.

"What? He brings it on himself." My brother said defensively, holding his hands up in surrender and I just rolled my eyes at him.

"I know, anyway, how many times is this?" I asked raising an eyebrow, watching as my brother make a face while scratching his head a bit.

"Who knows, if you really want to know, you could probably just ask him." My brother shrugged, causing me to snort in amusement as we turned a corner, heading towards one of the busier streets.

Like usually, the two of us didn't know where we were going. We were just walking aimlessly, no destination in mind. I was just about to suggest we head to the arcade and play some games when a ball ended up rolling towards us, followed by a little kid. If I had to guess, the kid was no older than five, six or seven top. I watched as my brother swatted down with the ball in his hands, looking at the kid, who was just staring at us. Knowing Yusuke as well as I did, I found myself sighing when he started yelling and scolding the kid of being reckless and that he shouldn't be playing on a dangerous street.

Letting out a sigh, I walked up behind my bother and smacked his head lightly. Even though I agreed that the kid wasn't doing himself any favours by playing on the street, there really wasn't any real reason to scold the kid that much. "Come on Yu, why not do those funny faces that you did when we were younger." I suggested to him, giving the kid a reassuring wink. Giggling in amusement, the kid seemed to calm down and relax as my brother hid his face behind the ball and started making goofy faces. It was rather amusing when I saw the faces; it had been a while since my twin used them to cheer someone else up. After a few minutes of making faces at the kid, Yusuke and I were back on our way after leaving the kid with his ball. We ended up crossing the street and I recognized it to the way towards the arcade, a favourite place for my brother to go to.

Another difference between my brother and I is that we both have different places that we liked to go and relax. He enjoyed the arcade while I preferred the library or the park to relax. While I didn't mind the arcade, it wasn't my favourite place to be. Hearing the sound of a ball bouncing, I looked over and saw the kid, still playing on the sidewalk. Nudging my brother, I nodded over to the street, where the kid was and watched as my brother frown and mumble about the kid being stupid. As we continued walking, I felt wind rush against me and my eyes widened as I pivoted my body to the street. I tried reaching out to my brother, who had ran out into the streets to save the kid as a car began speeding down the street.

"Yusuke... No!" I heard myself yell as the world slowed before my eyes as I ran towards my brother. Yet I was deafened by the screeching of tires, the gasps of the bystanders as they flocked the area and the loud sound of a body being hit as my brother tumbled to the ground unmoving and the kid he saved crying a few feet away.

And that was where everything became a blur, at least after the argument with the paramedics who told me what I already knew. A stifled sob escaped from my throat as I pulled my legs closer to my chest and tears streamed down my face. My mother was already at the hospital, having been called when I gave the paramedics the information to contact her. I was outside the office when I heard some footsteps coming towards me. Looking up from my knees, I tried to wipe my tear stained face as I saw the little boy and his mother come up to me. In all honesty, I was glad that the boy had survived with just a few scratches on him. Looking up at the boy and his mother, I could only give them a small half smile, though I knew it looked more like a grimace since I was still crying. It had never in my life felt such emptiness before. My brother had always been at my side and I always knew where he was, but now, now I couldn't shake off the loneliness I was experiencing.

"I want to say how sorry I am for the loss of your brother. He is truly a hero for saving my son Masaru." The boy's mother replied softly as she placed her hands on her son's shoulders, causing the boy to look up at her curiously. I could see that she was truly sorry for what happened as there were tears in her eyes. I could also smell the salt from those tears as I gave her another small smile.

"Thank you, I'm glad your son wasn't hurt in the process... at least... at least one of them is alive." I choked out as the little boy held out his hand to me. I took his hand gently, watching as he smiled at me, swinging our hands together.

"Pretty lady, you shouldn't be sad! When the silly man wakes up, we can all play again!" Masaru said with a smile and I couldn't help but laugh softly and sadly as the little boy didn't understand what was going on.

"Alright... when he wakes up, the three of us will play again." I couldn't help but reply softly as the kid linked our pinkies together into a promise. Giving his pinky a small squeeze, I released his hand and gently ruffled his hair before turning to his mother, giving her a gentle smile and a small nod, silently thanking her. Returning her smile, I gave her my address, knowing that my mother would hold a wake for my twin. Watching the two of them leave, I stood up shakily, sensing my mother coming out of the office. Looking at my mother, I knew she was feeling just as horrible as I was as I caught her when she began to sway.

Before I could ask her anything, a quiet sob escaped her as she clung onto me. My own tears began brimming again as my mother and I hung onto each other for support. We would have to leave soon anyway and get started on the wake. It took us a few moments until my mother could walk and I was feeling secure enough to walk as well. The two of us walked back to the apartment, making it ready for the visitors would be receiving that night. It was hard to set everything up, even harder when the hospital brought my brother's body in its coffin. By the time we opened the doors for the wake, my mother and I were exhausted. I watched distantly from the floor next to my mom, hardly acknowledging the people as they passed us and gave us their condolences.

Most of the people who came to our home were classmates and teachers of my brother. I didn't believe any of their condolences for a moment, knowing that they didn't actually mean it. I was near the window so I heard them bad talking my brother, saying how glad they were that he was gone and how they believed that my brother intentionally pushed Masaru into the streets. Their words caused anger to run through my body as I gripped my hands into tight fists, causing my nails to bite into my skin. I must have been clenching my fists rather hard as my hands started to bleed. Listening to those outside, I knew that there were only two people who actually cared about my brother besides my mother and I. Those two people were Keiko Yukimura, an old friend of both Yusuke and I, and Kuwabara. Both of them were crying about what happened.

I left the apartment after Masaru and his mother arrived, not able to stand being there any longer and decided to take a long walk. Though I was known for going out randomly as I pleased, I was also set on heading to one specific place: Reikai. I couldn't believe that this was planned; I could not believe that my brother was destined to die today just because he was saving a kid from getting hit by a car. Or at least, I would get it confirmed. Heading to the park that my brother and I often hung around in, I took a deep breath and looked around, and made sure I was alone before taking out a black compact looking device. Closing my eyes a bit, I pressed a button and watched as a portal popped open in front of me. The swirling purple void greeted me as my body grew rigid.

There was only one person who would have the answer I needed and this portal take me directly to him. If his answers didn't appease me, there was going to be hell to pay.

After all, no one messed with a fox demon, especially not when that fox was me.