Disclaimer: I have never owned Yu Yu Hakusho, I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, and I never will own Yu Yu Hakusho, unless I win the lottery. And if I do, the series would be much longer, Kurama would be in his kitsune form much more often, and Kuwabara would always, ALWAYS keep his shirt on! (Of course, the opposite would be true for Yusuke ^-^) So there you go.
definition
The busy city streets, filled to the brim with activity on this Friday afternoon, gradually fade to trees and small, well-distanced homes outside the bus window I'm staring at. As the bus takes turns at breakneck speed, I pay little mind to the scenery, the other passengers, or even the reckless driver who is now putting 15 lives in danger. No, my mind is focused singularly on my destination, and my purpose today. My destination? That's an easy one. Genkai's shrine. My purpose?
I'm not so sure.
I pondered this question while straitening my knee-length blue skirt, subconsciously reacting to the man sitting across the aisle who keeps giving me lewd looks. Good thing Yusuke isn't here, or the guy would have been unconscious on the floor 10 minutes ago.
I sighed, thinking of Yusuke for what must have been the 100th time that day. That bastard.
Even when he's not in the same world as I, he's on my mind. Which, I add, must be a part of this Kami-sama forsaken purpose of mine.
I shake my head, clearing it of these most recent thoughts of that baka. Hearing whispering voices to my right, I look up, only to find a group of Shinfukura High School girls looking right back at me. I divert my eyes and listen intently, but I can only hear snippets of what they're saying.
"Something Keiko...Urameshi's girlfriend..."
"That street punk?"
"Yeah...Urameshi Yusuke..."
I stopped looking and turned back to the window, eyes narrowed. Those girls might be gossipy, but they had yet again reminded me of Yusuke...and more importantly, my purpose...
What's the problem with my purpose? I'll tell you. I don't have one.
A purpose, I mean. A...a definition.
All my life, I've been what I'd consider a decent person. Good grades, fine at sports, a helpful daughter. Ever supportive, always courteous, constantly cheery.
And yet, I don't have definition.
Every time someone talks to me, looks at me, or even thinks about me, what is the next thing they think of?
My high school...
The Ramen Shop...
Yusuke...
But not me.
I am merely a precursor to everything. I just accompany everything. I influence, I embellish, I emphasize.
I'm a god damn accessory.
That's why I'm going to the shrine. That's why I've spent every weekend training with Genkai. To search for the real me.
Don't get me wrong. Yusuke's my best friend...no, more than that. I love him. And before he went to the Makai, where he's been for the past 2 years and 10 months, he asked me to marry him. And thought I didn't say anything to him, in my head I was screaming, "YES!!!!" at the top of my lungs. I can't wait for him to get back. But I can't be defined by him. I won't be known as just "The Great Urameshi's wife" for the rest of my life. I can't.
So since he's been gone, I've started making changes. Little changes, mind you. I grew my hair out. I've become more assertive. But mostly, I've been learning.
How to play the guitar.
How to watch without being watched.
How to flirt.
How to enjoy shonen Manga as much as any guy.
How to heal, from Yukina.
How to read the Tarot, from Shizuru.
How to control my emotions.
But most importantly...how to fight...
That's right. Fight. And not just my normal slaps either. Punches. Kicks. Rolls.
And Spirit Energy...
Moreover, no Rei Gun for me. I refused to learn it, when Genkai offered. So, with her help, I developed my own weapon. Spirit Knives. Useful for both close and long range fighting. And my energy isn't blue. It's a pleasant shade of golden yellow.
I've used them, too. When Yusuke left, he forgot one thing: I'm still here. I guess quite a few demons at the Dark Tournament got a pretty good look at me. I've been attacked 8 times in the past three years. The first time was only a month after Yusuke had left. I can only pray in thanksgiving that Kuwabara was only a block away, or I wouldn't be here. After that, I decided it would be in my best interest to learn to defend myself, and Genkai offered to teach me a little something. That "little something" turned into over two and a half years of training. Genkai wasn't nearly as tough on me as she was on Yusuke, and she went at a slower pace, but I still picked up quite a bit. I developed my Spirit Knives only about six months ago, and I was attacked again only 3 weeks after that.
Trust me, they do their job.
So here I am, on the bus to Genkai's for one of my twice-weekly sessions. She doesn't show it, but Genkai's just as excited as I am for Yusuke to get home. You can see it in her eyes.
I wonder what he'll think of me when he gets back. I mean, I'm not 15 anymore. And I've changed. But I'll deal with him when the time comes.
Because I'm no longer just Yukimura-san's daughter.
I'm not just some faceless name on a plaque.
I'm not just "Urameshi's girl".
I'm Yukimura Keiko. But I think he'll be just fine with that.
Cause I sure am!
Woohoo! Done with that! Hopefully, this is just the first in a series of what characters are thinking. I should be in bed, cause it's ten at night, and I have my AP US History exam tomorrow. So what do I do? I write Yu Yu Hakusho stuff! Hooray! After tomorrow, I think I'll lounge around and just watch Love Hina or Chobits. Ah, the possibilities!
Anyway, next on the list should be Yusuke, but I still might change my mind. Maybe Yukina, or Botan. I don't know. I love all the female characters in YYH. They're all really cool, not to mention interesting. And the guys? Well, they're all interesting too, and with the exception of Kuwabara, they're all hot!
By the way, my opinion on YYH couples, since I might be talking about them in these little one-shots. I'm very, very pro-Yusuke and Keiko, and Yukina and Kuwabara are ok. For Botan and Koenma, and Hiei and Kurama, I could lean either way. They could be couples, they could not be. I don't know. They don't really tell us in the show, so it's up to the imagination, I suppose.
Anyway, time for sleep. I have to wake up at five thirty tomorrow to get to the test on time. Nighty-night!
By the way: Little Serenity, Panther, and Keitaro, best of luck tomorrow! You guys are the greatest!
Sayonara!
definition
The busy city streets, filled to the brim with activity on this Friday afternoon, gradually fade to trees and small, well-distanced homes outside the bus window I'm staring at. As the bus takes turns at breakneck speed, I pay little mind to the scenery, the other passengers, or even the reckless driver who is now putting 15 lives in danger. No, my mind is focused singularly on my destination, and my purpose today. My destination? That's an easy one. Genkai's shrine. My purpose?
I'm not so sure.
I pondered this question while straitening my knee-length blue skirt, subconsciously reacting to the man sitting across the aisle who keeps giving me lewd looks. Good thing Yusuke isn't here, or the guy would have been unconscious on the floor 10 minutes ago.
I sighed, thinking of Yusuke for what must have been the 100th time that day. That bastard.
Even when he's not in the same world as I, he's on my mind. Which, I add, must be a part of this Kami-sama forsaken purpose of mine.
I shake my head, clearing it of these most recent thoughts of that baka. Hearing whispering voices to my right, I look up, only to find a group of Shinfukura High School girls looking right back at me. I divert my eyes and listen intently, but I can only hear snippets of what they're saying.
"Something Keiko...Urameshi's girlfriend..."
"That street punk?"
"Yeah...Urameshi Yusuke..."
I stopped looking and turned back to the window, eyes narrowed. Those girls might be gossipy, but they had yet again reminded me of Yusuke...and more importantly, my purpose...
What's the problem with my purpose? I'll tell you. I don't have one.
A purpose, I mean. A...a definition.
All my life, I've been what I'd consider a decent person. Good grades, fine at sports, a helpful daughter. Ever supportive, always courteous, constantly cheery.
And yet, I don't have definition.
Every time someone talks to me, looks at me, or even thinks about me, what is the next thing they think of?
My high school...
The Ramen Shop...
Yusuke...
But not me.
I am merely a precursor to everything. I just accompany everything. I influence, I embellish, I emphasize.
I'm a god damn accessory.
That's why I'm going to the shrine. That's why I've spent every weekend training with Genkai. To search for the real me.
Don't get me wrong. Yusuke's my best friend...no, more than that. I love him. And before he went to the Makai, where he's been for the past 2 years and 10 months, he asked me to marry him. And thought I didn't say anything to him, in my head I was screaming, "YES!!!!" at the top of my lungs. I can't wait for him to get back. But I can't be defined by him. I won't be known as just "The Great Urameshi's wife" for the rest of my life. I can't.
So since he's been gone, I've started making changes. Little changes, mind you. I grew my hair out. I've become more assertive. But mostly, I've been learning.
How to play the guitar.
How to watch without being watched.
How to flirt.
How to enjoy shonen Manga as much as any guy.
How to heal, from Yukina.
How to read the Tarot, from Shizuru.
How to control my emotions.
But most importantly...how to fight...
That's right. Fight. And not just my normal slaps either. Punches. Kicks. Rolls.
And Spirit Energy...
Moreover, no Rei Gun for me. I refused to learn it, when Genkai offered. So, with her help, I developed my own weapon. Spirit Knives. Useful for both close and long range fighting. And my energy isn't blue. It's a pleasant shade of golden yellow.
I've used them, too. When Yusuke left, he forgot one thing: I'm still here. I guess quite a few demons at the Dark Tournament got a pretty good look at me. I've been attacked 8 times in the past three years. The first time was only a month after Yusuke had left. I can only pray in thanksgiving that Kuwabara was only a block away, or I wouldn't be here. After that, I decided it would be in my best interest to learn to defend myself, and Genkai offered to teach me a little something. That "little something" turned into over two and a half years of training. Genkai wasn't nearly as tough on me as she was on Yusuke, and she went at a slower pace, but I still picked up quite a bit. I developed my Spirit Knives only about six months ago, and I was attacked again only 3 weeks after that.
Trust me, they do their job.
So here I am, on the bus to Genkai's for one of my twice-weekly sessions. She doesn't show it, but Genkai's just as excited as I am for Yusuke to get home. You can see it in her eyes.
I wonder what he'll think of me when he gets back. I mean, I'm not 15 anymore. And I've changed. But I'll deal with him when the time comes.
Because I'm no longer just Yukimura-san's daughter.
I'm not just some faceless name on a plaque.
I'm not just "Urameshi's girl".
I'm Yukimura Keiko. But I think he'll be just fine with that.
Cause I sure am!
Woohoo! Done with that! Hopefully, this is just the first in a series of what characters are thinking. I should be in bed, cause it's ten at night, and I have my AP US History exam tomorrow. So what do I do? I write Yu Yu Hakusho stuff! Hooray! After tomorrow, I think I'll lounge around and just watch Love Hina or Chobits. Ah, the possibilities!
Anyway, next on the list should be Yusuke, but I still might change my mind. Maybe Yukina, or Botan. I don't know. I love all the female characters in YYH. They're all really cool, not to mention interesting. And the guys? Well, they're all interesting too, and with the exception of Kuwabara, they're all hot!
By the way, my opinion on YYH couples, since I might be talking about them in these little one-shots. I'm very, very pro-Yusuke and Keiko, and Yukina and Kuwabara are ok. For Botan and Koenma, and Hiei and Kurama, I could lean either way. They could be couples, they could not be. I don't know. They don't really tell us in the show, so it's up to the imagination, I suppose.
Anyway, time for sleep. I have to wake up at five thirty tomorrow to get to the test on time. Nighty-night!
By the way: Little Serenity, Panther, and Keitaro, best of luck tomorrow! You guys are the greatest!
Sayonara!