*** Disclaimer - As I said many times before ( three times, to
be exact, but oh well ) I do not claim Yu Yu Hakusho except
Zhang-Yi, Musuko, and Minako. ***
Mina - Hello! *waves* Welcome to chapter four. ^_^
Musuko - Ok, WHY did you kill off Zhang-Yi??? Since she's not around, now I'm stuck with that freaky Youko guy! *growls* She was my friend and YOU killed her! I hate you! *pout*
Mina - I had to! You'll soon see why! Just keep reading!
Musuko - Hmph. I still hate you.
Mina - *pats his hair* Aww, but I created you! The whole reason why you exist is because I made you up!
Musuko - Whatever...
***
Training in the morning. Moving all the way into Tokyo. Going to a new school. Minako just couldn't take it. She knew it was for her mother's sake, but she believed her dad had gone too far. Her dad was controlling and demanding. It was just too much. She needed a break.
Minako had already grown bored in class and class begun just ten minutes ago. Taking out her lead pencil and sketch pad, she began to sketch out drawings of magnificent angels with their wings enveloped around their bodies. She looked over her shoulder to see Yusuke with his head down on the desk snoring lightly and rolled her eyes. 'Baka...' she thought to herself as she slipped her eyes off him and back to her drawings. The sound of the teacher reading from the textbook was still heard as she finished the drawing and erased the light pencil marks away and drew out the rest in darker marks.
She sighed and lightly ran her fingers through the back of her hair. Minako was really bored and wasn't the least bit paying attention to the teacher. Then, she began to think of the dream from a couple of days ago she had. That wasn't the only time she had that dream.
Even when she was only at the age of five, she had that dream. So, she's actually had that dream all her life. But, not every night, of course. She asked her dad about the dream about the silver haired man with the sword pointed to the blonde woman on the ground and he said that her dreams might be telling her something. 'How is that dream telling me something?' was all she thought. It made no sense. The dream related to nothing that's ever happen to her before. She rarely ever saw swords, except in samurai movies. That dream related to absolutely nothing that has occurred so far in her life. Maybe it'll occur soon? Or maybe the dreams are what she hopes they are, just dreams? But, dreams so odd and repetitive such as this cannot be just a regular dream. Maybe it IS trying to tell her something, but she don't know what.
Yusuke had already lifted his head from his desk next to her. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes slightly, then turned his attention to Minako. She was drawing still, and her talent surprised him. He's thought she was some I'm-better-than-you girl, a girl who's stuck up and hates boys because of her extraordinary beauty. But, in fact, she wasn't the least bit 'preppy' at all once he saw her sketches. Apparently, she had been drawing for many years now and it was one of her hobbies. It's like she gets locked up in her house with nothing to do so all she does is draw. Maybe drawing was her stress reliever from all the martial arts training her dad puts her through.
So what if Minako wasn't what she seemed. You can't always tell a book by its cover. It was obvious she tried to cover her painful memories with a smile and a cute disposition. She was still deeply scarred from her mother's death. Whoever thought someone would suffer so much over the death of a person whom they barely remembered? Minako is a sensitive girl, and she hates seeing death.
Yusuke narrowed his eyes and tapped her. She was drawn out of her daze and turned her attention to him. "Hmm?" she blinked to him, wondering why he would have anything to say to her. Her drawings. Minako sighed agitated, knowing he had seen her art. She waited for such a question like, 'Hey, that's good. Think you can draw me?'
"That's really good..." Yusuke whispered.
Minako rolled her eyes. She thought, 'Go ahead and say it. I know you want me to draw something for you... like everyone else always wants.' "Th-thanks..." She shrugged and flashed a fake, but cute, smile.
"I don't usually see people draw as good as that." He continued and grinned a bit.
A blush glazed over her nose. He was nicer than she thought he was. But, then again, maybe he's doing the typical flattering, then asking for favors. And if he would ever want her to draw something for him, he'd just give him a piece of paper. Just plain obnoxious. "Heh... but it can't be that good..." she continued to go about with her oh-you-shouldn't-have face.
"But, it is..." He paused, bringing his hand under his chin. "Say..."
Minako blinked a few times, waiting for his question.
"Think you could draw ME like that?"
She knew it. He asked it. Sighing annoyed and picking up her pencil, she replied, "I guess..." and started to draw.
After a week or so, she had already made some friends. She was friends with Yusuke, although she found him somewhat rude and annoying and would start mini arguments with him, and a friend of Yusuke's, Keiko Yukimura. Keiko is the class representative and was one of the ideal students that the teachers always flatter for her work. She would always yell at Yusuke and try to whip him into shape. But, Yusuke would only attend school whenever he felt like it. And that may be once or twice a week. It gave the homeroom a terrible attendance record. He would even skip class and get in fights with other students. Many of the other kids were scared of him and would avoid him by staying as far away as possible. There was one boy with whom Yusuke fought with many times... and always lost. His name was Kazuma Kuwabara, one who thought he was the 'Number One Punk of Sarayashiki Junior High.' He was a punk just like Yusuke, although he was kind and had his own honor code. It was rumored that Kuwabara was fond of kittens.
Minako had met Kuwabara, and became friends with him as well. After the first month, Yusuke had been, as usual, been out of school for a week or so. And so was Kuwabara. It was different of them to be skipping this often, so she decided to ask Keiko about it.
"Keiko?" Minako sat next to her at lunch and places her tray on the table. "Yusuke has been out for some time now, and so has Kuwabara. Are they still skipping or something?"
Keiko sighs, taking the chopsticks out of her mouth. "Oh, they're just off on another case, that's all."
She blinked for a moment. Case? Hesitating for a moment, she decided to ask, "What case?"
Keiko wondered for a bit if she should tell her this, but nodded after coming to a decision. She would tell the truth, although the truth would be hard to believe. "There's a place called Spirit World... it's like heaven, but there's a boss who runs everything there. Well... at least the boss' son does. His name is Koenma, and he assigns Yusuke cases about a demon on the loose or something like that. In the other world, he is to fight these demons and solve the case. They call him the spirit detective... and Kuwabara works with him." She looked up to her and grinned a bit, expecting her to laugh about it in disbelief.
"That's like..." Minako's eyes were widened as if surprised. "Awesome..." She blinked and grinned back. "For real, though?"
Keiko nodded lightly. "Once they come back from their case, maybe you should meet their two friends."
"Ooo, are they cute?" Minako was intrigued. This seemed to be really interesting.
"Yeah... they're Hiei and Kurama, I believe."
Kurama... there was a familiar ring to that name, but Minako was unsure of what it was that made her recognize a name she's never heard of in her life. "Kurama... what?"
Keiko scratched her face and thought for a second, then finally replied. "I think it's Kurama Youko or something..."
Youko! That name defiantly had a familiar ring to it. Immediately, Minako recalled the woman who was lying on the ground from her dream. She had said, "Why... Youko?" Maybe that dream WAS telling her something. She anticipated meeting this Kurama character for he may be the answer to the dreams.
be exact, but oh well ) I do not claim Yu Yu Hakusho except
Zhang-Yi, Musuko, and Minako. ***
Mina - Hello! *waves* Welcome to chapter four. ^_^
Musuko - Ok, WHY did you kill off Zhang-Yi??? Since she's not around, now I'm stuck with that freaky Youko guy! *growls* She was my friend and YOU killed her! I hate you! *pout*
Mina - I had to! You'll soon see why! Just keep reading!
Musuko - Hmph. I still hate you.
Mina - *pats his hair* Aww, but I created you! The whole reason why you exist is because I made you up!
Musuko - Whatever...
***
Training in the morning. Moving all the way into Tokyo. Going to a new school. Minako just couldn't take it. She knew it was for her mother's sake, but she believed her dad had gone too far. Her dad was controlling and demanding. It was just too much. She needed a break.
Minako had already grown bored in class and class begun just ten minutes ago. Taking out her lead pencil and sketch pad, she began to sketch out drawings of magnificent angels with their wings enveloped around their bodies. She looked over her shoulder to see Yusuke with his head down on the desk snoring lightly and rolled her eyes. 'Baka...' she thought to herself as she slipped her eyes off him and back to her drawings. The sound of the teacher reading from the textbook was still heard as she finished the drawing and erased the light pencil marks away and drew out the rest in darker marks.
She sighed and lightly ran her fingers through the back of her hair. Minako was really bored and wasn't the least bit paying attention to the teacher. Then, she began to think of the dream from a couple of days ago she had. That wasn't the only time she had that dream.
Even when she was only at the age of five, she had that dream. So, she's actually had that dream all her life. But, not every night, of course. She asked her dad about the dream about the silver haired man with the sword pointed to the blonde woman on the ground and he said that her dreams might be telling her something. 'How is that dream telling me something?' was all she thought. It made no sense. The dream related to nothing that's ever happen to her before. She rarely ever saw swords, except in samurai movies. That dream related to absolutely nothing that has occurred so far in her life. Maybe it'll occur soon? Or maybe the dreams are what she hopes they are, just dreams? But, dreams so odd and repetitive such as this cannot be just a regular dream. Maybe it IS trying to tell her something, but she don't know what.
Yusuke had already lifted his head from his desk next to her. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes slightly, then turned his attention to Minako. She was drawing still, and her talent surprised him. He's thought she was some I'm-better-than-you girl, a girl who's stuck up and hates boys because of her extraordinary beauty. But, in fact, she wasn't the least bit 'preppy' at all once he saw her sketches. Apparently, she had been drawing for many years now and it was one of her hobbies. It's like she gets locked up in her house with nothing to do so all she does is draw. Maybe drawing was her stress reliever from all the martial arts training her dad puts her through.
So what if Minako wasn't what she seemed. You can't always tell a book by its cover. It was obvious she tried to cover her painful memories with a smile and a cute disposition. She was still deeply scarred from her mother's death. Whoever thought someone would suffer so much over the death of a person whom they barely remembered? Minako is a sensitive girl, and she hates seeing death.
Yusuke narrowed his eyes and tapped her. She was drawn out of her daze and turned her attention to him. "Hmm?" she blinked to him, wondering why he would have anything to say to her. Her drawings. Minako sighed agitated, knowing he had seen her art. She waited for such a question like, 'Hey, that's good. Think you can draw me?'
"That's really good..." Yusuke whispered.
Minako rolled her eyes. She thought, 'Go ahead and say it. I know you want me to draw something for you... like everyone else always wants.' "Th-thanks..." She shrugged and flashed a fake, but cute, smile.
"I don't usually see people draw as good as that." He continued and grinned a bit.
A blush glazed over her nose. He was nicer than she thought he was. But, then again, maybe he's doing the typical flattering, then asking for favors. And if he would ever want her to draw something for him, he'd just give him a piece of paper. Just plain obnoxious. "Heh... but it can't be that good..." she continued to go about with her oh-you-shouldn't-have face.
"But, it is..." He paused, bringing his hand under his chin. "Say..."
Minako blinked a few times, waiting for his question.
"Think you could draw ME like that?"
She knew it. He asked it. Sighing annoyed and picking up her pencil, she replied, "I guess..." and started to draw.
After a week or so, she had already made some friends. She was friends with Yusuke, although she found him somewhat rude and annoying and would start mini arguments with him, and a friend of Yusuke's, Keiko Yukimura. Keiko is the class representative and was one of the ideal students that the teachers always flatter for her work. She would always yell at Yusuke and try to whip him into shape. But, Yusuke would only attend school whenever he felt like it. And that may be once or twice a week. It gave the homeroom a terrible attendance record. He would even skip class and get in fights with other students. Many of the other kids were scared of him and would avoid him by staying as far away as possible. There was one boy with whom Yusuke fought with many times... and always lost. His name was Kazuma Kuwabara, one who thought he was the 'Number One Punk of Sarayashiki Junior High.' He was a punk just like Yusuke, although he was kind and had his own honor code. It was rumored that Kuwabara was fond of kittens.
Minako had met Kuwabara, and became friends with him as well. After the first month, Yusuke had been, as usual, been out of school for a week or so. And so was Kuwabara. It was different of them to be skipping this often, so she decided to ask Keiko about it.
"Keiko?" Minako sat next to her at lunch and places her tray on the table. "Yusuke has been out for some time now, and so has Kuwabara. Are they still skipping or something?"
Keiko sighs, taking the chopsticks out of her mouth. "Oh, they're just off on another case, that's all."
She blinked for a moment. Case? Hesitating for a moment, she decided to ask, "What case?"
Keiko wondered for a bit if she should tell her this, but nodded after coming to a decision. She would tell the truth, although the truth would be hard to believe. "There's a place called Spirit World... it's like heaven, but there's a boss who runs everything there. Well... at least the boss' son does. His name is Koenma, and he assigns Yusuke cases about a demon on the loose or something like that. In the other world, he is to fight these demons and solve the case. They call him the spirit detective... and Kuwabara works with him." She looked up to her and grinned a bit, expecting her to laugh about it in disbelief.
"That's like..." Minako's eyes were widened as if surprised. "Awesome..." She blinked and grinned back. "For real, though?"
Keiko nodded lightly. "Once they come back from their case, maybe you should meet their two friends."
"Ooo, are they cute?" Minako was intrigued. This seemed to be really interesting.
"Yeah... they're Hiei and Kurama, I believe."
Kurama... there was a familiar ring to that name, but Minako was unsure of what it was that made her recognize a name she's never heard of in her life. "Kurama... what?"
Keiko scratched her face and thought for a second, then finally replied. "I think it's Kurama Youko or something..."
Youko! That name defiantly had a familiar ring to it. Immediately, Minako recalled the woman who was lying on the ground from her dream. She had said, "Why... Youko?" Maybe that dream WAS telling her something. She anticipated meeting this Kurama character for he may be the answer to the dreams.