** Disclaimer - I only claim Zhang-Yi and Minako. Otherwise, everything
else is Yoshihiro Togashi's and all those other lucky peoples.. **
How the wanderer golden fox demon, Zhang-Yi Kweon, a.k.a. "Bloody Zhang- Yi", managed to fall in love was beyond her own comprehension. In all the 700 years of living in the world of the Makai, she has never even took a glance at the opposite sex and thought anything of the sort of having any feelings for them past friendship. She didn't like boys that much anyway, so it was rare for her to have male companion, although she did agree with them about many things. It's not like she liked girls that much anyway. Zhang-Yi was always the girl who'd be sitting alone in a dark corner doing no socializing whatsoever. She didn't really like anyone period, not even anyone of her own kind. But, now... it was different from what was "normal" to her. Somehow, she managed to gain compassion for Youko Kurama. Before she went to sleep that night, she thought to herself, 'How did it all come to this?'
The room Youko and Zhang-Yi were sleeping in was dark and gloomy. Musuko already fell asleep in his room. It was about 3 o'clock at night when Zhang- Yi's eyes opened.
Zhang-Yi sat up rubbing her eyes, exposing her bare chest. The room was practically pitch-black to her since her eyes haven't adjusted yet to the darkness since she just awoke from a dream. She looked down to her hands and thought, 'What have I done...?' Something about herself seemed free and... different. Then she recalled what happened with her and Youko a couple of hours back. 'My body... is no longer pure. I am not as clean as I was...' She remembered her feelings... about how she was so happy and felt "love". Sitting up in the bed, she put her kimono on and looked back to Youko in the bed still asleep. Zhang-Yi walked over to his bedside and kissed him gently on the lips. Her eyes immediately set on the amulet hooked on the chain around his neck.
'The Satsugai amulet...' she blinked, trying to stop her continuous gaze at the beautiful pendant. The amulet was something she's been dreaming of possessing in the past week. How the moonlight from the window shimmered on the ruby stone set in the center of the amulet was so utterly beautiful. Just looking at the stone made her want it so much more. But, she hesitated. The Satsugai amulet officially belonged to... Youko. To just take it from him while he slept would be stealing from the one she loved. She would hate to do that.
Then again, if she did take the amulet, she would carry out her wish of wanting to be stronger than she's ever been. She had the sword... now she needs the amulet. But, what if Youko knew she had the Saiten sword? Or maybe he doesn't? If he does know, will he take if from her? Or should she be the first to make the move? Zhang-Yi knew if he found out she took it, he would no longer have anything to do with her... he may even KILL her. She wouldn't want to risk such an important relationship, but maybe that's what she is supposed to do.
Reaching out her hand, she wrapped her fingers around the amulet, constantly looking back up to Youko. "Easy now..." she whispered quietly. She took the amulet into her hands and lifted the chain over his head slowly and carefully. Zhang-Yi wouldn't want to wake him. But, then the pendant rattled a bit on the chain. "Eep!" She quickly yanked the chain and sneaked out of the room. What she didn't know was that Youko has just awoken...
Zhang-Yi ran out of the inn with the amulet in her hands as fast as possible. She saw Musuko walking out of his room while wiping at his eyes, dragging his bed sheets. "Where are you going, Zhang-Yi?" Musuko quietly moaned.
"I... I have to go now! Bye!" As soon as she answered him, she turned around and took off. Behind her, she heard the echo of Musuko's voice whining and telling her not to leave.
It was too late. Zhang-Yi had already left the inn. She stopped and took a look around. The sound of hissing was heard behind her. Zhang-Yi jolted around, only to see a huge death tree behind her. "Ehhh???" A sharp pain suddenly hit her stomach and she hits the ground. Touching her chest, she looked at her hands to see blood running out of her palms. The sharp pain ached her again. She touched more around where the pain come from, only to feel the grip of a sword sticking out of her back. She had been stabbed in the back. For the way it jabbed her so quickly, it must have been thrown... but who could have done it? She heard a familiar voice approaching her.
"I advise you quietly return the Satsugai amulet to me before you bleed to death. That sword was aimed directly at your heart. You won't last long." Zhang-Yi turned to see who it was. By the voice, she had a hunch who she thought it was. And she was right.
"Y...Youko..." Zhang-Yi quietly muttered while taking deep breaths, blood running from her lip. Youko stood about 9 feet away from her, his white robes blowing in the light wind.
Youko blinks for a moment, squinting his eyes to see who it was. His eyes widen when he realized. "...Zhang-Yi..." His face no longer look threatening or mad, but rather shocked and pale. "Why did you take the amulet?"
"I... I wanted the amulet so badly... you see..." She blinked, remembering that she did not grab the Saiten blade before leaving. Youko must have seen her sword sitting with her things and took it along to kill the one who stole the amulet. Suddenly, she felt power being drawn out of her. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" 'It feels like... my soul is being sucked right out of my body!' Her blood absorbed into the sword rapidly, leaving nothing but a limp corpse on the ground.
Youko stands horrified turning paler by the second. "Zhang-Yi... is dead..." Musuko rushes out and widens his eyes when he sees Zhang-Yi's body helplessly lying on the ground. He immediately bursts into tears.
"ZHANG-YI'S DEAD!!! WHAT'D YOU DO TO HER?!?" Musuko yells with tears running from his eyes dropping off his chin. "WHY???"
Youko covers his face and shuffles his bangs with his fingers frustrated. "I... killed her..." He closes his eyes and sighs.
***
A girl lying in a bed's eyes shoot open, and she leans up panting for air.
Her hair was golden blonde which parted down the middle and bangs that went down to her eyebrows. A strand of hair dangled down from her bangs and lay gently on her shoulders. Her hair went down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes are a deep cerulean blue. She seems to be a human living in the ningenkai world. She closes her eyes and sighs, then tightens her grip on the sheets.
Images from her dream went through her mind. An image of a silver haired fox youkai holding a large bladed sword to a blonde woman lying on the ground lingered every time she closed her eyes. "That's the fourth dream this week of those people..." Sitting up on her bed, she slips her feet into the slippers sat at the edge of her bed. The girl gets up and yawns lightly as she walks out of her room, wearily walks downstairs still rubbing her eyes. The smell of bacon scented the air.
"Good morning, Dad..."
"'Bout time you finally woke up, Minako! It's already nine o'clock!" Her dad, Hiroshi Fuyuno, turned to her, wearing an apron around his waist, with a stern look. "You know you should be up earlier... you KNOW you have training in the morning."
Minako sighs as she rests her arms on the kitchen table. "I know... but I'm not a morning person. This early training stuff just isn't cuttin' it." She places her head on the table and yawns. "Cut me some slack..."
"Slack is only for the weak..." Mr. Fuyuno narrowed his eyes to her and snarled a bit. "And you sure as hell aren't 'weak'... You have skilled fighter's blood going through your veins! You're a Fuyuno... so stop being lazy... and get your damned head off the table."
"Argh..." she hisses as she picks her head up from the table and grinds her teeth. 'Gawd, Dad, why do you have to be such a JERK??? I can't go out and be with my friends... I can barely attend after-school events... I can't even have a boyfriend 'cuz I'm "too young"' She rolls her eyes when he turns away. 'Get off my back...'
"And another thing, Minako..."
"Hmm?" She blinks as she snaps out of her thoughts.
"You better get packing. We're moving to Tokyo in two days."
Her eyes shot open. "We're MOVING??? From Kyoto? WHY?" Now, she was really mad. The friends she did have she'll have to leave behind to move to the capital of the country where it's too packed and too many people live there. Her dad just expected too much from her.
"Yes. There is a small shrine where training can be done. This house is too small anyway."
'Moving for the sake of TRAINING? He has totally flipped his lid. And only TWO people live in this freaking house. So, how can he call it "small?"' Minako raised an eyebrow. "Let me ask this one question... and not to be rude. WHY is this training so important...?"
"I vowed your mother before she passed away ten years ago, when you were only four, that I would raise you as best as I possibly could. You would be a mature and responsible young lady. Training would help with this. It would teach you to be responsible and get what you need done in life." Her dad turned off the stove and sighed. "Breakfast is done."
Minako's eyes soften. Every single time her father mentioned her mother, she couldn't help but feel like she was getting stabbed right in the heart. Even though she barely remembered her face, her soft voice remained in her mind. How her mom's gentle spirit was so touching. When Minako would lock herself up in her bedroom and feel upset, she felt like her mom was right next to her with her hand on her shoulder. Her mom was a source of comfort, even though she had already passed away so long ago. "I see..." Minako eventually responded.
Two days later, the Fuyuno family moved into a small shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo. Minako immediately left to go to her new school while her dad was still unpacking. "Sarayashiki junior high... wonder how it's gonna be." She lightly whispered to herself as she walked.
She wore a light blue school uniform with a yellow scarf. The skirt was a darker blue than her shirt. As she walked into her homeroom, she received many glances from the other students. The teacher walked up to her and grinned. "Class, I'd like you to meet a new student who just moved from Kyoto." He looks to Minako, expecting her to finish the introduction.
"My name is Minako. Minako Fuyuno." She said beaming. Some of the boys smiled at her and lightly waved. Taking a glance at all her peers, she came to a conclusion. 'I think I'm going to like it here.' She wrote her name on the board and took her seat next to a boy in a green jump suit. His hair was black and pulled back with gel, leaving a few strands of hair hanging in his face. His eyes were a deep brown and he smirked when he saw her. His arms were crossed and he leaned back in his chair. A typical punk.
"Hey..." he muttered to her.
Minako blinked for a second and smiled. "Hello."
"The name's Yusuke Urameshi, the number one punk here at Sarayashiki junior high." He replied, smirking.
"Number one..." She squinted her eyes, seemingly entertained. "There might be another 'numbre uno' you might not know about, you know."
"Hmph. Like who."
She grinned and chuckled lightly. "How about me?" She was just joking around and did not want to be taken seriously.
Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "Suuuuuure... newbie." He turned away and chuckled, pulling his hands behind his head and leans back. "I'm so skipping tommorow..."
Minako growled under her breath. 'Newbie? What a jerk...' She crossed her arms and looks out of the window. 'Maybe I was wrong... maybe this school will totally suck.'
else is Yoshihiro Togashi's and all those other lucky peoples.. **
How the wanderer golden fox demon, Zhang-Yi Kweon, a.k.a. "Bloody Zhang- Yi", managed to fall in love was beyond her own comprehension. In all the 700 years of living in the world of the Makai, she has never even took a glance at the opposite sex and thought anything of the sort of having any feelings for them past friendship. She didn't like boys that much anyway, so it was rare for her to have male companion, although she did agree with them about many things. It's not like she liked girls that much anyway. Zhang-Yi was always the girl who'd be sitting alone in a dark corner doing no socializing whatsoever. She didn't really like anyone period, not even anyone of her own kind. But, now... it was different from what was "normal" to her. Somehow, she managed to gain compassion for Youko Kurama. Before she went to sleep that night, she thought to herself, 'How did it all come to this?'
The room Youko and Zhang-Yi were sleeping in was dark and gloomy. Musuko already fell asleep in his room. It was about 3 o'clock at night when Zhang- Yi's eyes opened.
Zhang-Yi sat up rubbing her eyes, exposing her bare chest. The room was practically pitch-black to her since her eyes haven't adjusted yet to the darkness since she just awoke from a dream. She looked down to her hands and thought, 'What have I done...?' Something about herself seemed free and... different. Then she recalled what happened with her and Youko a couple of hours back. 'My body... is no longer pure. I am not as clean as I was...' She remembered her feelings... about how she was so happy and felt "love". Sitting up in the bed, she put her kimono on and looked back to Youko in the bed still asleep. Zhang-Yi walked over to his bedside and kissed him gently on the lips. Her eyes immediately set on the amulet hooked on the chain around his neck.
'The Satsugai amulet...' she blinked, trying to stop her continuous gaze at the beautiful pendant. The amulet was something she's been dreaming of possessing in the past week. How the moonlight from the window shimmered on the ruby stone set in the center of the amulet was so utterly beautiful. Just looking at the stone made her want it so much more. But, she hesitated. The Satsugai amulet officially belonged to... Youko. To just take it from him while he slept would be stealing from the one she loved. She would hate to do that.
Then again, if she did take the amulet, she would carry out her wish of wanting to be stronger than she's ever been. She had the sword... now she needs the amulet. But, what if Youko knew she had the Saiten sword? Or maybe he doesn't? If he does know, will he take if from her? Or should she be the first to make the move? Zhang-Yi knew if he found out she took it, he would no longer have anything to do with her... he may even KILL her. She wouldn't want to risk such an important relationship, but maybe that's what she is supposed to do.
Reaching out her hand, she wrapped her fingers around the amulet, constantly looking back up to Youko. "Easy now..." she whispered quietly. She took the amulet into her hands and lifted the chain over his head slowly and carefully. Zhang-Yi wouldn't want to wake him. But, then the pendant rattled a bit on the chain. "Eep!" She quickly yanked the chain and sneaked out of the room. What she didn't know was that Youko has just awoken...
Zhang-Yi ran out of the inn with the amulet in her hands as fast as possible. She saw Musuko walking out of his room while wiping at his eyes, dragging his bed sheets. "Where are you going, Zhang-Yi?" Musuko quietly moaned.
"I... I have to go now! Bye!" As soon as she answered him, she turned around and took off. Behind her, she heard the echo of Musuko's voice whining and telling her not to leave.
It was too late. Zhang-Yi had already left the inn. She stopped and took a look around. The sound of hissing was heard behind her. Zhang-Yi jolted around, only to see a huge death tree behind her. "Ehhh???" A sharp pain suddenly hit her stomach and she hits the ground. Touching her chest, she looked at her hands to see blood running out of her palms. The sharp pain ached her again. She touched more around where the pain come from, only to feel the grip of a sword sticking out of her back. She had been stabbed in the back. For the way it jabbed her so quickly, it must have been thrown... but who could have done it? She heard a familiar voice approaching her.
"I advise you quietly return the Satsugai amulet to me before you bleed to death. That sword was aimed directly at your heart. You won't last long." Zhang-Yi turned to see who it was. By the voice, she had a hunch who she thought it was. And she was right.
"Y...Youko..." Zhang-Yi quietly muttered while taking deep breaths, blood running from her lip. Youko stood about 9 feet away from her, his white robes blowing in the light wind.
Youko blinks for a moment, squinting his eyes to see who it was. His eyes widen when he realized. "...Zhang-Yi..." His face no longer look threatening or mad, but rather shocked and pale. "Why did you take the amulet?"
"I... I wanted the amulet so badly... you see..." She blinked, remembering that she did not grab the Saiten blade before leaving. Youko must have seen her sword sitting with her things and took it along to kill the one who stole the amulet. Suddenly, she felt power being drawn out of her. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" 'It feels like... my soul is being sucked right out of my body!' Her blood absorbed into the sword rapidly, leaving nothing but a limp corpse on the ground.
Youko stands horrified turning paler by the second. "Zhang-Yi... is dead..." Musuko rushes out and widens his eyes when he sees Zhang-Yi's body helplessly lying on the ground. He immediately bursts into tears.
"ZHANG-YI'S DEAD!!! WHAT'D YOU DO TO HER?!?" Musuko yells with tears running from his eyes dropping off his chin. "WHY???"
Youko covers his face and shuffles his bangs with his fingers frustrated. "I... killed her..." He closes his eyes and sighs.
***
A girl lying in a bed's eyes shoot open, and she leans up panting for air.
Her hair was golden blonde which parted down the middle and bangs that went down to her eyebrows. A strand of hair dangled down from her bangs and lay gently on her shoulders. Her hair went down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes are a deep cerulean blue. She seems to be a human living in the ningenkai world. She closes her eyes and sighs, then tightens her grip on the sheets.
Images from her dream went through her mind. An image of a silver haired fox youkai holding a large bladed sword to a blonde woman lying on the ground lingered every time she closed her eyes. "That's the fourth dream this week of those people..." Sitting up on her bed, she slips her feet into the slippers sat at the edge of her bed. The girl gets up and yawns lightly as she walks out of her room, wearily walks downstairs still rubbing her eyes. The smell of bacon scented the air.
"Good morning, Dad..."
"'Bout time you finally woke up, Minako! It's already nine o'clock!" Her dad, Hiroshi Fuyuno, turned to her, wearing an apron around his waist, with a stern look. "You know you should be up earlier... you KNOW you have training in the morning."
Minako sighs as she rests her arms on the kitchen table. "I know... but I'm not a morning person. This early training stuff just isn't cuttin' it." She places her head on the table and yawns. "Cut me some slack..."
"Slack is only for the weak..." Mr. Fuyuno narrowed his eyes to her and snarled a bit. "And you sure as hell aren't 'weak'... You have skilled fighter's blood going through your veins! You're a Fuyuno... so stop being lazy... and get your damned head off the table."
"Argh..." she hisses as she picks her head up from the table and grinds her teeth. 'Gawd, Dad, why do you have to be such a JERK??? I can't go out and be with my friends... I can barely attend after-school events... I can't even have a boyfriend 'cuz I'm "too young"' She rolls her eyes when he turns away. 'Get off my back...'
"And another thing, Minako..."
"Hmm?" She blinks as she snaps out of her thoughts.
"You better get packing. We're moving to Tokyo in two days."
Her eyes shot open. "We're MOVING??? From Kyoto? WHY?" Now, she was really mad. The friends she did have she'll have to leave behind to move to the capital of the country where it's too packed and too many people live there. Her dad just expected too much from her.
"Yes. There is a small shrine where training can be done. This house is too small anyway."
'Moving for the sake of TRAINING? He has totally flipped his lid. And only TWO people live in this freaking house. So, how can he call it "small?"' Minako raised an eyebrow. "Let me ask this one question... and not to be rude. WHY is this training so important...?"
"I vowed your mother before she passed away ten years ago, when you were only four, that I would raise you as best as I possibly could. You would be a mature and responsible young lady. Training would help with this. It would teach you to be responsible and get what you need done in life." Her dad turned off the stove and sighed. "Breakfast is done."
Minako's eyes soften. Every single time her father mentioned her mother, she couldn't help but feel like she was getting stabbed right in the heart. Even though she barely remembered her face, her soft voice remained in her mind. How her mom's gentle spirit was so touching. When Minako would lock herself up in her bedroom and feel upset, she felt like her mom was right next to her with her hand on her shoulder. Her mom was a source of comfort, even though she had already passed away so long ago. "I see..." Minako eventually responded.
Two days later, the Fuyuno family moved into a small shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo. Minako immediately left to go to her new school while her dad was still unpacking. "Sarayashiki junior high... wonder how it's gonna be." She lightly whispered to herself as she walked.
She wore a light blue school uniform with a yellow scarf. The skirt was a darker blue than her shirt. As she walked into her homeroom, she received many glances from the other students. The teacher walked up to her and grinned. "Class, I'd like you to meet a new student who just moved from Kyoto." He looks to Minako, expecting her to finish the introduction.
"My name is Minako. Minako Fuyuno." She said beaming. Some of the boys smiled at her and lightly waved. Taking a glance at all her peers, she came to a conclusion. 'I think I'm going to like it here.' She wrote her name on the board and took her seat next to a boy in a green jump suit. His hair was black and pulled back with gel, leaving a few strands of hair hanging in his face. His eyes were a deep brown and he smirked when he saw her. His arms were crossed and he leaned back in his chair. A typical punk.
"Hey..." he muttered to her.
Minako blinked for a second and smiled. "Hello."
"The name's Yusuke Urameshi, the number one punk here at Sarayashiki junior high." He replied, smirking.
"Number one..." She squinted her eyes, seemingly entertained. "There might be another 'numbre uno' you might not know about, you know."
"Hmph. Like who."
She grinned and chuckled lightly. "How about me?" She was just joking around and did not want to be taken seriously.
Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "Suuuuuure... newbie." He turned away and chuckled, pulling his hands behind his head and leans back. "I'm so skipping tommorow..."
Minako growled under her breath. 'Newbie? What a jerk...' She crossed her arms and looks out of the window. 'Maybe I was wrong... maybe this school will totally suck.'