Red: Hey people! Sorry it took so long to update.
Disclaimer: Red does not own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Red: thank you to every one who reviewed. On with the fic!
This chappie is based on my poem "The girl you used to know."
last time
Little did they know, the body had been buried.
Karen and Hiei slowly walked back to Karen's small apartment. She was smiling brightly as they entered the room. Her smile soon turned into a frown as she realized, her body wasn't there. "Hiei, Koenma did tell us the body would be here in my apartment, right?" she asked. Hiei nodded. "Oh no!" she gasped. They couldn't! They didn't. They did. They buried her body in the graveyard.
The girl you used to know has died
her smile has been broken
"What do we do? What do we do?!" Karen shouted shaking Hiei violently. Swirls appeared at Hiei's eyes as she threw him to the ground in frustration. "I've got it!" she squealed. Hiei got up wearily. "Good." He mumbled. "My friend Sam will help!" she said. Hiei blinked. "Sam?" he asked. "She's my best buddy! She'll help! She's a demon too, so she's spiritually aware." Karen hugged Hiei in joy.
The eyes you knew so well are gone
someone stole them
Samantha sat in her run-down house, bored as anything. The phone rung after the long silence. She sighed and moved towards it. She picked it up. "Moshi, moshi?" "Hn...this is Hiei." "Nani?" "I'm Karen's boy-friend." "...ok well 'Hiei' what do you need?" "Karen, has died and has agreed to be reborn by Koenma. She want's you to dig up her grave so she can come back." "......" "Well? Are you up to it onna?" "Fine. Bring me to the grave and I'll do the rest."
The tears you knew she'd never need
are being needed now
At the grave yard
Hiei walked solemnly to the grave. Sam was waiting at the grave with a shovel. "Finally!" she said glaring at the demon. "Did you bring her soul as expected?" she asked. Hiei nodded and pulled out a little yellow ball of energy. Sam smiled. "Good! I'll start digging, you keep the soul from...uh...flying away." She said sweat-dropping. Hiei sighed and sat on the damp ground.
She swore to you she'd never die
but somehow she has managed to
Sam took the rusted shovel and dug deeper into the soft dirt. She stopped in her tracks and spun around. "I think I hear sirens! Police are coming!" she said jumping into the bushes. Hiei cocked his head to the side as a light covered his body. "Put your hands up! You are under arrest for digging up a grave!" one shouted. "Uh oh." Sam said. She bit her lower lip. "Kuso! I need to get rid of my conscious." She thought jumping in front of the demon.
She said that she would never scream
but then she woke from her bad dream
"Hey coppers! I'm over here! I dug up the grave! He's just a bystander!" she shouted. They followed the running girl. Hiei stood there shocked as rain poured down. He looked at the have-dug grave. He sighed and picked up the shovel.
She promised not to let you fall
but here you fall again
the girl you used to know
Hiei stopped digging to rest. As he perched himself on the tree, he looked up at the sky. 'Karen, we're almost finished, and you can come home.' He soon fell asleep.
Red: Sorry if it sucked, writers block is EVIL! Oh and I would like to do something now. I feel really crummy about it, so here is a poem for my grandmother, Judith. March 16th 1933 to April 30th 2004.
You will always be remembered here
My grandmother had received a stroke and for 9 years: she could not walk, could not move, and had to transfer from hospitals, to nursing homes, to her home. But her strong will to survive pushed her forward. On April 30th 2004, when I came home, I found out that my grandmother had died, in her own bed at her home, at 12 noon. By the time you read this, she is burned and her ashes are laying on a beach. So now I hope that my grandfather does not die. He had a heart attack a few years ago and has diabetes. He wears a heart-pacer and I'm praying every day for my grandfather and grandmother. I would also like to say this: You never know how important someone is until they're gone. I hope all of you readers consider this and tell others the same thing. And now my poem.
Poem written by Red Ikiuki May 1st 2004.
Now that you're gone
You were once at my side
full of such pride
not ready to die
unable to walk you just sit and talk
while we try not to cry
now that you're gone,
I can't believe it
you were always so strong
please tell me it's not true
I would do anything for you
but you might have been better off going on
you couldn't walk
you were very sick
so I hope in heaven you will be able
to walk,
to run,
to play in the sun
as this new day begins
I take this time to say
goodbye
farewell, I hope we met again
Red:...... I hope she rests in peace.......... I will update as soon as possible. I'm a little jumpy right now so it will take awhile to recuperate. See ya.
Ja-ne
Red
Oh yeah! Karen, I hope you had a great B-day!
Disclaimer: Red does not own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Red: thank you to every one who reviewed. On with the fic!
This chappie is based on my poem "The girl you used to know."
last time
Little did they know, the body had been buried.
Karen and Hiei slowly walked back to Karen's small apartment. She was smiling brightly as they entered the room. Her smile soon turned into a frown as she realized, her body wasn't there. "Hiei, Koenma did tell us the body would be here in my apartment, right?" she asked. Hiei nodded. "Oh no!" she gasped. They couldn't! They didn't. They did. They buried her body in the graveyard.
The girl you used to know has died
her smile has been broken
"What do we do? What do we do?!" Karen shouted shaking Hiei violently. Swirls appeared at Hiei's eyes as she threw him to the ground in frustration. "I've got it!" she squealed. Hiei got up wearily. "Good." He mumbled. "My friend Sam will help!" she said. Hiei blinked. "Sam?" he asked. "She's my best buddy! She'll help! She's a demon too, so she's spiritually aware." Karen hugged Hiei in joy.
The eyes you knew so well are gone
someone stole them
Samantha sat in her run-down house, bored as anything. The phone rung after the long silence. She sighed and moved towards it. She picked it up. "Moshi, moshi?" "Hn...this is Hiei." "Nani?" "I'm Karen's boy-friend." "...ok well 'Hiei' what do you need?" "Karen, has died and has agreed to be reborn by Koenma. She want's you to dig up her grave so she can come back." "......" "Well? Are you up to it onna?" "Fine. Bring me to the grave and I'll do the rest."
The tears you knew she'd never need
are being needed now
At the grave yard
Hiei walked solemnly to the grave. Sam was waiting at the grave with a shovel. "Finally!" she said glaring at the demon. "Did you bring her soul as expected?" she asked. Hiei nodded and pulled out a little yellow ball of energy. Sam smiled. "Good! I'll start digging, you keep the soul from...uh...flying away." She said sweat-dropping. Hiei sighed and sat on the damp ground.
She swore to you she'd never die
but somehow she has managed to
Sam took the rusted shovel and dug deeper into the soft dirt. She stopped in her tracks and spun around. "I think I hear sirens! Police are coming!" she said jumping into the bushes. Hiei cocked his head to the side as a light covered his body. "Put your hands up! You are under arrest for digging up a grave!" one shouted. "Uh oh." Sam said. She bit her lower lip. "Kuso! I need to get rid of my conscious." She thought jumping in front of the demon.
She said that she would never scream
but then she woke from her bad dream
"Hey coppers! I'm over here! I dug up the grave! He's just a bystander!" she shouted. They followed the running girl. Hiei stood there shocked as rain poured down. He looked at the have-dug grave. He sighed and picked up the shovel.
She promised not to let you fall
but here you fall again
the girl you used to know
Hiei stopped digging to rest. As he perched himself on the tree, he looked up at the sky. 'Karen, we're almost finished, and you can come home.' He soon fell asleep.
Red: Sorry if it sucked, writers block is EVIL! Oh and I would like to do something now. I feel really crummy about it, so here is a poem for my grandmother, Judith. March 16th 1933 to April 30th 2004.
You will always be remembered here
My grandmother had received a stroke and for 9 years: she could not walk, could not move, and had to transfer from hospitals, to nursing homes, to her home. But her strong will to survive pushed her forward. On April 30th 2004, when I came home, I found out that my grandmother had died, in her own bed at her home, at 12 noon. By the time you read this, she is burned and her ashes are laying on a beach. So now I hope that my grandfather does not die. He had a heart attack a few years ago and has diabetes. He wears a heart-pacer and I'm praying every day for my grandfather and grandmother. I would also like to say this: You never know how important someone is until they're gone. I hope all of you readers consider this and tell others the same thing. And now my poem.
Poem written by Red Ikiuki May 1st 2004.
Now that you're gone
You were once at my side
full of such pride
not ready to die
unable to walk you just sit and talk
while we try not to cry
now that you're gone,
I can't believe it
you were always so strong
please tell me it's not true
I would do anything for you
but you might have been better off going on
you couldn't walk
you were very sick
so I hope in heaven you will be able
to walk,
to run,
to play in the sun
as this new day begins
I take this time to say
goodbye
farewell, I hope we met again
Red:...... I hope she rests in peace.......... I will update as soon as possible. I'm a little jumpy right now so it will take awhile to recuperate. See ya.
Ja-ne
Red
Oh yeah! Karen, I hope you had a great B-day!