Hey peoples! This is my first real fanfic. It's slightly Kurama/OC (don't kill me!). It's a weird thing for a yaoi fan to write, I know, but I just had to write this. So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, people. Really.
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A/N: Since ff doesn't let me use italics (d*** you!), thoughts will be in ~blah~, and stuff in *blah* is emphasized. The entire first paragraph was supposed to be in italics.
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Angel's Wings
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I stood staring at the ashes of my dreams. Geologist... straight A student... me as a character in any number of books and shows... having *magic*...
I laughed bitterly. I had just moved, and I was finding out what life was like outside of my previously sheltered existence. It was time to face the real world now.
I turned my back on the pitiful sight and walked away.
That's how I missed seeing a spark of hope... rising up from the ashes of my dreams...
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I was eating dinner one night when it happened.
I gasped involuntarily. I'd had visions before, but none so clear as this. A girl sat on a bar stool, looking solemn and slightly sad. Her hair was sapphire-colored, her eyes a dark brown, almost black. She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with a light gray torso and dark grey sleeves. Her jeans flared slightly at the ankles, and her sneakers didn't quite touch the ground.
But what stunned me were her wings.
Her wings...
They were very tall. They went from above her head to the ground. White angel's wings... I remember thinking dazedly, ~She must have a wingspan of twenty feet or more... with wings that big, she could actually *fly*...~
"Ummm..."
I snapped back to reality. The rest of my family was staring at me.
"Why did you just gasp?" my nosy little brother asked.
"I... remembered a piece of homework I had," I lied quickly. "Gotta get it done after dinner."
"Huh..." They shrugged and went back to their dinners. I hoped they believed it. I've never been much good at lying.
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Later that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I thought of the vision again. I went into the little area I'd created for my mind. Memories drifted here and there, enclosed in four-foot bubbles, against a background of deep space. The only thing that closed this off was the thick, translucent yellow shield I'd erected to protect myself. My thoughts and feelings had an uncomfortable tendency to get out... and other people's thoughts and feelings got in...
The vision was there. A life-size picture mounted against something like a wall. I looked it over. Why had this come to me now? It was odd... I kept feeling a connection with it... but why would I feel a connection with a picture I'd never seen before?
"Who are you?" I whispered, putting my hand against the painting.
"Time for bed! Lights out!"
I sighed, and came back to reality in order to turn my light out. I didn't see the strips of paint begin to peel back, like gilt on a statue...
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I was trying to get to sleep when the voice came.
"Hello?"
I sat up straight in bed. "Who's there?" I whispered. This voice was no one I knew... And then I realized that it wasn't coming from inside my room.
It was coming from inside my head.
I swiftly looked in my mind, and gasped again. There, looking pitifully lost and alone, was the girl from my vision. I quickly went into my mind and spoke to her.
"Hey, who are you?" I asked. She looked back in slightly shocked surprise. "I don't know. I think..." She hesitated. "I think I was just... born..."
"What do you mean, `just born'?"
"I... I don't remember existing before... before a few moments ago." She looked at me again, clearly troubled. "Where am I?"
"Oh, Lord..." I groaned, sitting back. ~I have a just-born angel in my head, who I know nothing about, and who doesn't have a clue who or what she is.~
"This is going to sound a little odd to you, but... you're in my head. Any idea why you came?"
"No. I just remember being here."
I looked deep within myself, trying to make sense of what had just happened, but my soul told me the truth. Somehow, this girl was *real*, in a way few actual people were. Her soul was small and clear and bright, but it definitely existed. And she'd come to be here.
I sighed, shaking my head. "Well, we've got give you a name. How about-"
~Medra.~
I jumped, startled. "Stop doing that!" I yelled to whoever - or whatever - had said that. I was getting the feeling that this was destined, and I did *not* like being manipulated. Medra did seem to fit, however. "Medra it is, then," I declared.
"So... what happens now?" the newly christened Medra asked.
"I teach you how to live."
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Okay, I'm just going to stop here-
Audience: NO!!!!
@_@ Okay, okay, I'll keep going. Next part.
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I stayed up for a few more hours, teaching her the basics of life as I knew it. She learned much faster than either of us expected. Since she was in my head, I could help her "plug in" to a few things, and learn in seconds what had taken me days. As I did, I got to know her better. She was really nothing like the meek, naive little girl I had thought she was. She was kind and responsible, with a sense of calm strength about her. Smart, too... If she was at my school, she'd be the kind of person who was really popular and on a sports team.
~On second thought, no,~ I thought to myself, watching her absorb my recent classes. ~She has a sort of aura that says "loner"... like she's tried to make friends, and been repelled so many times that she gave up trying... She's really unlike anyone I've ever met...~
~She reminds me of... me...~
"Done," Medra announced.
"Huh?" I replied intelligently.
"I've finished learning all these," she said, waving a hand at the piles of paper memories in front of her.
"That's... g-great," I yawned. "I'm really tired. I need to go to sleep."
Medra suddenly looked a little scared. "But while you're asleep, what will happen to me?"
"Oh, don't worry, you'll be all right," I said, yawning again. "Just wander around my head for a while. There are some songs over there..." I pointed. "TV shows over there... books over there... and don't go there."
"Why?"
"Those are my personal memories... mostly pointless, random stuff that you *really* don't want to know."
"Okay. I'll look around."
"Good, good," I yawned for a third time. "If you need me, just call..." I left her there and fell asleep instantly.
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I woke up next morning to the twin sounds of my alarm and the Yu Yu Hakusho theme song.
"Mmff... ughh... wha?"
I turned off my alarm and went to see Medra. I found her sitting in front of a movie-theater-like screen, watching one of the last episodes of Yu Yu Hakusho. "Hello," she said cheerfully.
"It's too early in the morning to be cheerful," I groaned, and went off to get ready for school.
Once on the bus, I thought I could rest a little, but...
"Kitten?"
~No rest for the weary.~
"Yes?" I sighed.
"Well... since I've finished most of your memories, I was thinking..." She rubbed one arm nervously. "Could you... put me in that show? The one I was just watching?"
I stared, momentarily taken aback. "Yu Yu Hakusho? You want me to put you in there?"
"Yes, if you can." She looked down, obviously hoping I could, yet fearing I couldn't.
I considered this, searching my powers. I had just found them a short while ago, so I had no idea what I could do. I found something that looked like it would serve, and regarded it dubiously. Most of these things were just tag-ends of some sort of spell with a lot of energy attached to them. Apparently, huge reserves of spirit energy came with the powers.
Well, I might as well try...
"I'll try and do it, but I can't promise anything," I warned. "It might not work."
"Well, we'll never know if you don't try..." she pointed out.
"Good point. Okay, here goes..."
A rush of power surrounded us both, making me dizzy. "Shouldn't have had that bagel for breakfast..." I moaned, holding my stomach. Then, suddenly, the feeling was gone as quickly as it had come, and all was quiet.
I blinked, looking around, physically and mentally. "Medra?" I whispered.
~I'm here...~
And then there was a new connection in my mind, and I took it, eagerly, to find myself looking down at Medra in the hall of the second stadium of the Dark Tournament. I could still talk to her, and see what was going on, but I now had a sort of camera's-eye view. Nobody appeared able to see me, although Medra knew I was there.
~You did it!~ she thought to me joyfully. ~I'm actually here...~
She stood there, against the wall, just taking it all in...
"Are you lost?"
She turned her head and stared at Kurama...
And my heart broke into a million pieces.
Up until that moment, I had partially denied to myself that I had a crush on Kurama. I knew he could never love me back, and he was just an anime character. But now he was more than that...
And as he looked at Medra, I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he could never be mine. Because even if neither of them ever realized it, they loved each other...
And the ironic thing was, they *didn't* know it, and probably wouldn't for a long time yet. All this happened in a split second.
And Medra smiled, and said, "Yeah, I guess I am..."
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O_O None of that came out like I wanted it to. Oh well. I said slightly Kurama/OC in the beginning because they don't love each other for the rest of the fic.
Kirae: So why'd you even put that in there?
Me: _ Because it's my story. Anyways, the next chapter will be about meeting the guys (and girls), Medra's bio, and her past-
Kirae: How can someone who was just born have a past?
Me: Well, you'll have to find out, won't you? You know the drill, people. Reviews= next chapter. No reviews and/or flames= authoress writes next chapter anyways, ends it with a HUGE cliffie, and leaves you hanging FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIVES!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *cough* Sorry about that. I accept constructive criticism, but not flames. Being told what might help in fixing my fic helps, but I dislike being told that my fic sucks and I should go to hell. That said, please review, people! ^_^ Ja!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, people. Really.
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A/N: Since ff doesn't let me use italics (d*** you!), thoughts will be in ~blah~, and stuff in *blah* is emphasized. The entire first paragraph was supposed to be in italics.
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Angel's Wings
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I stood staring at the ashes of my dreams. Geologist... straight A student... me as a character in any number of books and shows... having *magic*...
I laughed bitterly. I had just moved, and I was finding out what life was like outside of my previously sheltered existence. It was time to face the real world now.
I turned my back on the pitiful sight and walked away.
That's how I missed seeing a spark of hope... rising up from the ashes of my dreams...
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I was eating dinner one night when it happened.
I gasped involuntarily. I'd had visions before, but none so clear as this. A girl sat on a bar stool, looking solemn and slightly sad. Her hair was sapphire-colored, her eyes a dark brown, almost black. She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with a light gray torso and dark grey sleeves. Her jeans flared slightly at the ankles, and her sneakers didn't quite touch the ground.
But what stunned me were her wings.
Her wings...
They were very tall. They went from above her head to the ground. White angel's wings... I remember thinking dazedly, ~She must have a wingspan of twenty feet or more... with wings that big, she could actually *fly*...~
"Ummm..."
I snapped back to reality. The rest of my family was staring at me.
"Why did you just gasp?" my nosy little brother asked.
"I... remembered a piece of homework I had," I lied quickly. "Gotta get it done after dinner."
"Huh..." They shrugged and went back to their dinners. I hoped they believed it. I've never been much good at lying.
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Later that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I thought of the vision again. I went into the little area I'd created for my mind. Memories drifted here and there, enclosed in four-foot bubbles, against a background of deep space. The only thing that closed this off was the thick, translucent yellow shield I'd erected to protect myself. My thoughts and feelings had an uncomfortable tendency to get out... and other people's thoughts and feelings got in...
The vision was there. A life-size picture mounted against something like a wall. I looked it over. Why had this come to me now? It was odd... I kept feeling a connection with it... but why would I feel a connection with a picture I'd never seen before?
"Who are you?" I whispered, putting my hand against the painting.
"Time for bed! Lights out!"
I sighed, and came back to reality in order to turn my light out. I didn't see the strips of paint begin to peel back, like gilt on a statue...
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I was trying to get to sleep when the voice came.
"Hello?"
I sat up straight in bed. "Who's there?" I whispered. This voice was no one I knew... And then I realized that it wasn't coming from inside my room.
It was coming from inside my head.
I swiftly looked in my mind, and gasped again. There, looking pitifully lost and alone, was the girl from my vision. I quickly went into my mind and spoke to her.
"Hey, who are you?" I asked. She looked back in slightly shocked surprise. "I don't know. I think..." She hesitated. "I think I was just... born..."
"What do you mean, `just born'?"
"I... I don't remember existing before... before a few moments ago." She looked at me again, clearly troubled. "Where am I?"
"Oh, Lord..." I groaned, sitting back. ~I have a just-born angel in my head, who I know nothing about, and who doesn't have a clue who or what she is.~
"This is going to sound a little odd to you, but... you're in my head. Any idea why you came?"
"No. I just remember being here."
I looked deep within myself, trying to make sense of what had just happened, but my soul told me the truth. Somehow, this girl was *real*, in a way few actual people were. Her soul was small and clear and bright, but it definitely existed. And she'd come to be here.
I sighed, shaking my head. "Well, we've got give you a name. How about-"
~Medra.~
I jumped, startled. "Stop doing that!" I yelled to whoever - or whatever - had said that. I was getting the feeling that this was destined, and I did *not* like being manipulated. Medra did seem to fit, however. "Medra it is, then," I declared.
"So... what happens now?" the newly christened Medra asked.
"I teach you how to live."
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Okay, I'm just going to stop here-
Audience: NO!!!!
@_@ Okay, okay, I'll keep going. Next part.
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I stayed up for a few more hours, teaching her the basics of life as I knew it. She learned much faster than either of us expected. Since she was in my head, I could help her "plug in" to a few things, and learn in seconds what had taken me days. As I did, I got to know her better. She was really nothing like the meek, naive little girl I had thought she was. She was kind and responsible, with a sense of calm strength about her. Smart, too... If she was at my school, she'd be the kind of person who was really popular and on a sports team.
~On second thought, no,~ I thought to myself, watching her absorb my recent classes. ~She has a sort of aura that says "loner"... like she's tried to make friends, and been repelled so many times that she gave up trying... She's really unlike anyone I've ever met...~
~She reminds me of... me...~
"Done," Medra announced.
"Huh?" I replied intelligently.
"I've finished learning all these," she said, waving a hand at the piles of paper memories in front of her.
"That's... g-great," I yawned. "I'm really tired. I need to go to sleep."
Medra suddenly looked a little scared. "But while you're asleep, what will happen to me?"
"Oh, don't worry, you'll be all right," I said, yawning again. "Just wander around my head for a while. There are some songs over there..." I pointed. "TV shows over there... books over there... and don't go there."
"Why?"
"Those are my personal memories... mostly pointless, random stuff that you *really* don't want to know."
"Okay. I'll look around."
"Good, good," I yawned for a third time. "If you need me, just call..." I left her there and fell asleep instantly.
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I woke up next morning to the twin sounds of my alarm and the Yu Yu Hakusho theme song.
"Mmff... ughh... wha?"
I turned off my alarm and went to see Medra. I found her sitting in front of a movie-theater-like screen, watching one of the last episodes of Yu Yu Hakusho. "Hello," she said cheerfully.
"It's too early in the morning to be cheerful," I groaned, and went off to get ready for school.
Once on the bus, I thought I could rest a little, but...
"Kitten?"
~No rest for the weary.~
"Yes?" I sighed.
"Well... since I've finished most of your memories, I was thinking..." She rubbed one arm nervously. "Could you... put me in that show? The one I was just watching?"
I stared, momentarily taken aback. "Yu Yu Hakusho? You want me to put you in there?"
"Yes, if you can." She looked down, obviously hoping I could, yet fearing I couldn't.
I considered this, searching my powers. I had just found them a short while ago, so I had no idea what I could do. I found something that looked like it would serve, and regarded it dubiously. Most of these things were just tag-ends of some sort of spell with a lot of energy attached to them. Apparently, huge reserves of spirit energy came with the powers.
Well, I might as well try...
"I'll try and do it, but I can't promise anything," I warned. "It might not work."
"Well, we'll never know if you don't try..." she pointed out.
"Good point. Okay, here goes..."
A rush of power surrounded us both, making me dizzy. "Shouldn't have had that bagel for breakfast..." I moaned, holding my stomach. Then, suddenly, the feeling was gone as quickly as it had come, and all was quiet.
I blinked, looking around, physically and mentally. "Medra?" I whispered.
~I'm here...~
And then there was a new connection in my mind, and I took it, eagerly, to find myself looking down at Medra in the hall of the second stadium of the Dark Tournament. I could still talk to her, and see what was going on, but I now had a sort of camera's-eye view. Nobody appeared able to see me, although Medra knew I was there.
~You did it!~ she thought to me joyfully. ~I'm actually here...~
She stood there, against the wall, just taking it all in...
"Are you lost?"
She turned her head and stared at Kurama...
And my heart broke into a million pieces.
Up until that moment, I had partially denied to myself that I had a crush on Kurama. I knew he could never love me back, and he was just an anime character. But now he was more than that...
And as he looked at Medra, I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he could never be mine. Because even if neither of them ever realized it, they loved each other...
And the ironic thing was, they *didn't* know it, and probably wouldn't for a long time yet. All this happened in a split second.
And Medra smiled, and said, "Yeah, I guess I am..."
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O_O None of that came out like I wanted it to. Oh well. I said slightly Kurama/OC in the beginning because they don't love each other for the rest of the fic.
Kirae: So why'd you even put that in there?
Me: _ Because it's my story. Anyways, the next chapter will be about meeting the guys (and girls), Medra's bio, and her past-
Kirae: How can someone who was just born have a past?
Me: Well, you'll have to find out, won't you? You know the drill, people. Reviews= next chapter. No reviews and/or flames= authoress writes next chapter anyways, ends it with a HUGE cliffie, and leaves you hanging FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIVES!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *cough* Sorry about that. I accept constructive criticism, but not flames. Being told what might help in fixing my fic helps, but I dislike being told that my fic sucks and I should go to hell. That said, please review, people! ^_^ Ja!