Note:
This story is a spoof, these are not my characters, and they will never be. This story also has NOTHING to do with the anime/manga series in ANY WAY shape or form. This is simply an Americanized story with the Yu Yu Hakusho characters involved. Actually at first this story was not a 'Fanfic' story, it was simply another one of those stories that came to mind, I simply changed the names... so how did it work out? Hope you enjoy!
"There is a lesson to be learned here my son" my father tells me, "it isn't about how you do it, it's the fact that you do it, and do it right the first time" It has been years since I had talked to my father, let alone thought about talking to him... but here I am, and having a conversation with him as if we never had a fight. I glanced at the other people in the diner, eating their meals without a care, but I knew better. I could read their thoughts as if staring through glass. And that's what I did as my father continued to lecture on about my relationship with Keiko.
A woman having dinner with her husband, whom just got back from New York on important business; a mother bickering to her children about proper etiquette; and two men at the bar ordering a shot of liquor and chatting about a hard days work. I sneered at the thought that they had a hard day, and my father caught it. "Why are you making that face? Was there something I said that you didn't like?" I shook my head quickly, so as to keep him quiet then said, "No dad... are you enjoying your steak? It should be good, it cost $14.98" he didn't know about my gift, I never told him... I never told anyone, not even my girlfriend. The only people that knew were myself, Kurama (my boss and long time friend), Hiei, Kuwabara, most of Foifcoll; my work (because Kurama told them as a warning, even though they forbad me to use it daily) and the person that gave it to me... Spiguun, a sort of, let's say, spirit. I waved my hand for the waiter and asked for the check, my father looked me in the eyes and said, "Something's up, I can sense it. I can feel your heart through the table; it's thumping so hard. What's going on? You look tense," I couldn't tell him so as I took the tab from the waiter, I said, "Nothing, just mostly hoping that this tab won't kill me... Now let's see. Wow, that's a lot, but I can handle it" I was good at veering from a topic, but he wouldn't be side tracked so easily.
"Please, Yusuke... please tell me what's bothering you" I stood up, placed the money on the table on top of the bill, placed my hand on his shoulder, kissed the top of his balding head then said, "I'm fine" and walked out the front door, leaving him to his meal. I tried not to read his mind, it just felt wrong, but I knew that he was worried about me. Even I didn't have to read minds to know that. My poor fifty-four year old dad, divorced, half broke most of the time, and living in a shabby apartment. While I lived in a nice home, with my girlfriend and a nice pay check weekly. I worked for a cooperation that specializes in the unknown, Fiofcoll... which is how I met Spiguun. I walked down Broad Street, into the parking lot next to it, and beeped my car. My happy little silver mustang called back to me, as if to say, "Here I am! Here I am!" I then reached for the keyhole, with the proper key and opened the door.
As I sat down I felt a vibration run through the core of my limbs. Even to the tips of my black hair. Then all of a sudden my body collapsed and I found myself looking down at it. I hovered above my limp body, and with my glowing hand went out to touch my own flesh face, my hand went right through. "What the hell happened?" I asked myself in thought. And realized that my voice had echoed and was no longer inside my own mind. I tried to speak out loud but was unable to, my mouth formed the words, but nothing passed, as if I never knew how to. I turned around and around, but nothing came to mind of what to do, then suddenly I was slammed back into my body as if a hand shoved me.
I opened the eyelids of my earthbound frame, and stood back up. I felt my hands, my short buzz of coal black hair, my chest, and my face in a mad rush making sure they were truly mine. Then I got back into the car and drove off for home. The entire trip I thought of Spiguun, and what I would ask him whenever I visited his realm again. I would definitely ask Kurama if he knows anything about this "out-of-body" thing. For now I would just go home and get some rest. And that's what I did.
To be continued...
Chapter review:
I certainly hope that people read this story... trust me in the sense that there are more chapters to come... I mainly wrote this story all out about a year ago, and have now sectioned the entire thing into different chapters... so expect the chapters to roll out quickly... In other news, I would rather enjoy you reading my ACTUAL fan-fiction story called, "Friend or pika pika". It's a Gravitation story... and I actually thought about writing it, then was writing it... so it wasn't an already written spoof that the names were changed only... anywho if you don't enjoy a story based upon bisexual or homosexual men... then don't bother reading it... eh heh ;
Thanks:
I would like to thank my computer that didn't over heat or anything due to my long sleepless nights at typing this pitiful story... in which might explain a lot of retarded things I might have written (being that it was late night/early morning) I would also especially like to thank one of my best friends, Samantha W. (on fan-fiction, known as Yosuke) for all the support in my writing and drawing alike... she is a great inspiration! Love her tons!
See ya next chapter!!!