A/N: Hey! How's everybody doing? Good I hope. Well, I'm back... again.
Surprise, surprise... Anyway, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I not own YYH. On the other hand, I do own Ryouki, Raven, Kitori, and Akili (she comes in later). Do not sue.
Part 1
Death and Departure
Boredom was setting in again. Raven sat trying not to fall asleep. People in her class where standing up occasionally to read a poem or a quote that they had written or found. This was how her creative writing class worked. Of course, she was bored; she had a darker nature than everyone else did. Most of her classmates' writings had to do with love, friendship, or something to that effect. She felt she needed neither. Calmly, half asleep, she started sketching. A picture unfolded from her moving hand as she ignored her classmates.
"Raven!"
"Sorry, sir," she said as she was yanked painfully back to reality. She wasn't sorry really, but her parents had taught her to be polite.
"This man says he needs to speak with you immediately." The girl looked at the person her teacher was indicating. It was her neighbor, Mr. Hales. He seemed distraught. "Outside, if you please."
"Of course," she followed her aged neighbor out side of the classroom, wondering why he was here.
"Raven," Mr. Hales wrung his hands uncharacteristically, "it's about your parents." He broke off. The girl waited impatiently but hid her emotion well. "They've been shot." The older man closed his eyes tightly as tears streamed out of them. He was very close to the girl's parents. They had often played cards together to all hours of the night.
"You're joking, right?' Raven said in disbelief. "Come on," she begged when her neighbor shook his head. "Where's the hidden camera," she was pleading now. Something she never did.
"Get your things. They're at the hospital right now. The doctors say they won't last too much longer."
Everything hit home in the last sentence. Sorrow and grief was first to set in but before a single tear could make it down her cheek, the numbness that usually comes with a shock such as this came into play. Slowly, mechanically, she followed orders. Her teacher followed her out, giving voice to threats of what he would report if she took on e more step. He went too far when he grabbed her shoulder to spin her around so he could yell into her face. Quickly, Raven rotated her arm, catching that of her teacher's and pinning t her side. She leaned back slightly and took his feet out from under him with a quick sidekick to the back of his knees. So great was the force that a sickening crack could be heard from her the man's arm.
She turned and followed her neighbor, who had watched on in fascination at the girl's behavior, silently as her teacher cradled his broken arm and yelled curses ant her back and deaf ears.
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Her mother had died form internal bleeding a few moments before Raven had arrived. She now knelt next to her father, watching his chest rise and fall as he attempted to breathe. Without realizing it, she matched his rhythm.
Rise, fall.
Rise... fall.
Rise... and... fall.
Rise... rise... fall.
Rise... rise... fall... fall.
Rise... rise... and... fall... fall.
She choked before she realized that her father's chest would never rise again. The monitor had gone blank, making a terrible beeping sound. That was it, the doctors had said that nothing could have been done. They wouldn't try to bring him back. Quietly, the doctor that stood nest to the teenager shut off the machinery surrounding the bed of the deceased.
"Good-bye, Father," Raven said as he stood up and left the room. Not one tear dropped form her eye. She left the dead behind.
"Raven," Mr. Hales stopped her before she got far, "there's something your parent's asked me to tell you if anything were to happen to them." She turned and looked up at the taller man.
"What?"
"You're adopted." He said quietly, staring at the floor like a child caught at something he shouldn't have been doing.
"Hn. I figured."
"What?"
"Look at me;" she replied flatly, "I look Oriental. Neither of them had any Asian blood. They're both blonde's, my hair's black. I don't have any odd quirks that they do. I don't have any hereditary traits that they did. I doubt I'm not even the same blood type."
"How-"
"I'm not blind or deaf for that matter," she turned her back. "Who are my real parents?"
"They're dead as well."
She nodded. It was all understandable. She wasn't sure she wanted to live with people that had given hear up anyway. "So, what's left for me now?" she asked the ceiling, looking up.
"You can always find another family," Mr. Hales said quietly.
"Yeah, right," Raven muttered, "what do I do until then? Try to support myself on minimum wage? Quit school so I can do so? Thank you, but no." Bitterness and anger leaked into her voice.
"Raven-" her neighbor tried to argue.
"Take me home," she interrupted. Something would work for her; it's the way her life went. Even if she didn't like the results.
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"I'm sorry Raven, but she's the only family that you have left," Mr. Hales mistook the teenagers silence for anger or sorrow. In reality, Raven was a little excited. It was three weeks since her parents had died. Raven had buried her sorrow and grief with their worldly shells. Now, she was being sent to her grandmother that lived in Japan.
"I can leave my ways behind. I can change. No one will know me over there. I won't be considered the world's biggest freak. No one will know what happened. I can be a completely different person out here. It's a new life." Ravens' thoughts had been centered around this subject for a week; ever since she had learned that she still had family left and that they lived in an entirely different country. "Good thing I made sure to learn Japanese," she now thought smugly but hid her emotion.
"Flight number six, six, six fro Tokyo, Japan now boarding." The female voice on the loudspeakers called. Giving her neighbor a swift farewell, she headed for the security gates, eyes looking forward towards the unseen future that awaited her in a new land.
As Raven boarded her plane, someone yelled her name. Turning, she saw the last person she wanted to see. Cherish Kosler, the prep that had marked her as an outcast and coerced the popularity seeking masses of teenagers to despise, hate, and shun her. Not that the dark haired girl cared in the least.
"Don't come back!" the cheerleader cried. She had obviously come to get one last laugh at Raven.
"You can count on it," Raven muttered as she climbed the final stairs onto the plane. "Here's another upside," she muttered, "I won't have to put up with that prep ever again."
A thought hit Raven as she sat in her seat. "So long America," she whispered, "it was a blast." The plane took off. Raven watched as the ground fell away. "This is it," her thoughts were calm, but her heart was beating faster and faster, "never again to return to the shores of the United States. Bring it on Japan."
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A/N: Well, that's it for part one. Don't worry; the YYH gang comes in during the next chappie. Hope you all enjoyed. Oh, and one more thing. I need a female character. I want height, hair color, eye color, personality, clothing style, race (demon, human, mix, etc.), who you want her to be paired with (if at all. Can't be Kurama, Hiei, or Shishi. No yaoi) and anything else I forgot. If I don't use yours, don't take it personally please. It could be someone else's was better than yours was, either that, or I just didn't like yours. In any case, review. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I not own YYH. On the other hand, I do own Ryouki, Raven, Kitori, and Akili (she comes in later). Do not sue.
Part 1
Death and Departure
Boredom was setting in again. Raven sat trying not to fall asleep. People in her class where standing up occasionally to read a poem or a quote that they had written or found. This was how her creative writing class worked. Of course, she was bored; she had a darker nature than everyone else did. Most of her classmates' writings had to do with love, friendship, or something to that effect. She felt she needed neither. Calmly, half asleep, she started sketching. A picture unfolded from her moving hand as she ignored her classmates.
"Raven!"
"Sorry, sir," she said as she was yanked painfully back to reality. She wasn't sorry really, but her parents had taught her to be polite.
"This man says he needs to speak with you immediately." The girl looked at the person her teacher was indicating. It was her neighbor, Mr. Hales. He seemed distraught. "Outside, if you please."
"Of course," she followed her aged neighbor out side of the classroom, wondering why he was here.
"Raven," Mr. Hales wrung his hands uncharacteristically, "it's about your parents." He broke off. The girl waited impatiently but hid her emotion well. "They've been shot." The older man closed his eyes tightly as tears streamed out of them. He was very close to the girl's parents. They had often played cards together to all hours of the night.
"You're joking, right?' Raven said in disbelief. "Come on," she begged when her neighbor shook his head. "Where's the hidden camera," she was pleading now. Something she never did.
"Get your things. They're at the hospital right now. The doctors say they won't last too much longer."
Everything hit home in the last sentence. Sorrow and grief was first to set in but before a single tear could make it down her cheek, the numbness that usually comes with a shock such as this came into play. Slowly, mechanically, she followed orders. Her teacher followed her out, giving voice to threats of what he would report if she took on e more step. He went too far when he grabbed her shoulder to spin her around so he could yell into her face. Quickly, Raven rotated her arm, catching that of her teacher's and pinning t her side. She leaned back slightly and took his feet out from under him with a quick sidekick to the back of his knees. So great was the force that a sickening crack could be heard from her the man's arm.
She turned and followed her neighbor, who had watched on in fascination at the girl's behavior, silently as her teacher cradled his broken arm and yelled curses ant her back and deaf ears.
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Her mother had died form internal bleeding a few moments before Raven had arrived. She now knelt next to her father, watching his chest rise and fall as he attempted to breathe. Without realizing it, she matched his rhythm.
Rise, fall.
Rise... fall.
Rise... and... fall.
Rise... rise... fall.
Rise... rise... fall... fall.
Rise... rise... and... fall... fall.
She choked before she realized that her father's chest would never rise again. The monitor had gone blank, making a terrible beeping sound. That was it, the doctors had said that nothing could have been done. They wouldn't try to bring him back. Quietly, the doctor that stood nest to the teenager shut off the machinery surrounding the bed of the deceased.
"Good-bye, Father," Raven said as he stood up and left the room. Not one tear dropped form her eye. She left the dead behind.
"Raven," Mr. Hales stopped her before she got far, "there's something your parent's asked me to tell you if anything were to happen to them." She turned and looked up at the taller man.
"What?"
"You're adopted." He said quietly, staring at the floor like a child caught at something he shouldn't have been doing.
"Hn. I figured."
"What?"
"Look at me;" she replied flatly, "I look Oriental. Neither of them had any Asian blood. They're both blonde's, my hair's black. I don't have any odd quirks that they do. I don't have any hereditary traits that they did. I doubt I'm not even the same blood type."
"How-"
"I'm not blind or deaf for that matter," she turned her back. "Who are my real parents?"
"They're dead as well."
She nodded. It was all understandable. She wasn't sure she wanted to live with people that had given hear up anyway. "So, what's left for me now?" she asked the ceiling, looking up.
"You can always find another family," Mr. Hales said quietly.
"Yeah, right," Raven muttered, "what do I do until then? Try to support myself on minimum wage? Quit school so I can do so? Thank you, but no." Bitterness and anger leaked into her voice.
"Raven-" her neighbor tried to argue.
"Take me home," she interrupted. Something would work for her; it's the way her life went. Even if she didn't like the results.
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"I'm sorry Raven, but she's the only family that you have left," Mr. Hales mistook the teenagers silence for anger or sorrow. In reality, Raven was a little excited. It was three weeks since her parents had died. Raven had buried her sorrow and grief with their worldly shells. Now, she was being sent to her grandmother that lived in Japan.
"I can leave my ways behind. I can change. No one will know me over there. I won't be considered the world's biggest freak. No one will know what happened. I can be a completely different person out here. It's a new life." Ravens' thoughts had been centered around this subject for a week; ever since she had learned that she still had family left and that they lived in an entirely different country. "Good thing I made sure to learn Japanese," she now thought smugly but hid her emotion.
"Flight number six, six, six fro Tokyo, Japan now boarding." The female voice on the loudspeakers called. Giving her neighbor a swift farewell, she headed for the security gates, eyes looking forward towards the unseen future that awaited her in a new land.
As Raven boarded her plane, someone yelled her name. Turning, she saw the last person she wanted to see. Cherish Kosler, the prep that had marked her as an outcast and coerced the popularity seeking masses of teenagers to despise, hate, and shun her. Not that the dark haired girl cared in the least.
"Don't come back!" the cheerleader cried. She had obviously come to get one last laugh at Raven.
"You can count on it," Raven muttered as she climbed the final stairs onto the plane. "Here's another upside," she muttered, "I won't have to put up with that prep ever again."
A thought hit Raven as she sat in her seat. "So long America," she whispered, "it was a blast." The plane took off. Raven watched as the ground fell away. "This is it," her thoughts were calm, but her heart was beating faster and faster, "never again to return to the shores of the United States. Bring it on Japan."
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A/N: Well, that's it for part one. Don't worry; the YYH gang comes in during the next chappie. Hope you all enjoyed. Oh, and one more thing. I need a female character. I want height, hair color, eye color, personality, clothing style, race (demon, human, mix, etc.), who you want her to be paired with (if at all. Can't be Kurama, Hiei, or Shishi. No yaoi) and anything else I forgot. If I don't use yours, don't take it personally please. It could be someone else's was better than yours was, either that, or I just didn't like yours. In any case, review. Thanks.