Hey! It's Shattered Farewell (blonde Demoness) here with chapter 2! This is a collaborative fic, so don't kill me! The other writer is H.Kabob.

Disclaimer(s are idiotic): We don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. If we did we would be huggling the characters instead of writing. However, all Ocs in this fic belong to either me or the skewered meat roasted slowly on a grill, which is then eaten (H.Habob). Please don't sue the demon kid.

Now on with the show!

Oh wait… Speech keys! Italic bold is for emphisis. Everything else is normal type.

Yusuke lay upside down on his bed. Why was he not content with his life anymore? Didn't he want to be a normal teen and not listen to the baby and grandma anymore?

"I hate my life" Yusuke mumbled as he rolled over. His life had no meaning without being a spirit detective. He failed school, his mom doesn't care, and now he probably has a hundred demons chasing after him for revenge now that he wasn't allowed to use his power anymore. He might as well have died. Again.

There was still Keiko. She would love him no matter what. Kuwabara would still be there for him to pummel, but something just seemed…lacking. Not being polite was not his fault. His mother was a slacker and his teachers evil to him. His whole life suddenly seemed pointless and unfair.

A gust of wind faintly shook the trees and cascaded into his window. Some bushes rustled and leaves fluttered. It entered his window in a light embrace.

Tip-tak

An envelope settled to the ground after being blown in through the window. Out of boredom, Yusuke picked it up and turned it over.

To Yusuke Urameshi

"Who'd mail me? It's not like I'm important anymore."

He opened it and gazed on the neat, large handwriting inside

Dear Urameshi,

If you are reading this, then this means that it is time for us to meet. There are matters that me must discuss right away, and if you do not choose to meet me, there are consequences. You will get acquainted with me nine pm. Tonight at the statue in the park. Come alone; this is for your ears only.

Sincerely,

A Friend

"Whatever. It's probably another one of Koenma's trolls to give me a lecture. Like I'm going to listen."

Later that night, He left the house and shut the door with a bang. His mother would never know he would be gone. She was out partying, as usual.

The same breeze from that morning played along the empty streets as he made his way over to the park, kicking a beer can as he went along. The wind whistled in the trees like a mournful whistle as he entered the park. It looked a lot more forbidding at night, with every shadow so clear you could have cut yourself. It seemed to get darker as he went farther in, farther away from the lights in apartment windows.

Clink clang cling clang

The beer can jumped at the uneven paths and skittered like a dancer reflecting Yusuke's woe. Finally, he made it to the statue in the park. It depicted a person, looking triumphant, looking brave.

"Like' I'll ever be." Yusuke thought as he leaned on a tree and waited

"Are you going to talk to me or what?"

There was yet another slight wind and he got the familiar prick up his spine.

"You are late." A high voice said, but Yusuke could not trace where it came from.

"Where are you? I thought you wanted to talk!"

"Oh but I am. I've already arranged a little 'chat' with a friend of mine."

Yusuke did not like where this was going.

"Listen, punk! Come out where I can see you!"

"And reveal who I am? Not a chance. You can talk with my little friend though. Ta ta!"

"Damn" Said Urameshi as he saw a pair of blue eyes open from the metal person and watch it step down from its pedestal.

"Input: target sighted. Process: Identify. Target identified: Yusuke Urameshi. Out put: Destroy target."

"Spirit Gun!" Yusuke shouted as he tried to focus energy at his finger. Nothing happened.

"Fuck! That baby must have put a block on me!" Yusuke cursed under his breath as he dodged one of the monster's punches. He wasn't moving as fast as usual.

The thought hit him wile a ton of bricks. He was now just an ordinary teen trying to fight a giant metal robot. Crap.

One of the punches landed and he was forced to the ground. He had forgotten how much a normal punch hurt. And this wasn't just an ordinary punch. As he blacked out, he failed to notice a short figure with pink eyes fleeing the scene.

Yusuke woke up in his bed a little while later. He winced at the pain from his side, but when he got up, a note fell to the floor. He opened it, wondering if anyone ever used normal post, and looked upon a hastily scribbled note in Botan's handwriting.

Yusuke,

YOU ARE RETIRED! DON'T GET IN TROUBLE! I have had partial spirit powers reinstated in case any ugly ones come looking for you, but don't get into trouble!

Botan

"I hate this. Someone's got it in for me." Urameshi mumbled with anger as he tossed the note aside, on top of a phone book. "Wait, Hiei said I could call Kurama. That's what I'm going to do." Yusuke thought as he picked the heavy volume up from the trash in his room. "Min… Min… Minamo! There he is! 555-375-89767!

Urameshi dialed the number and waited for Kurama to pick up the phone.

"Hello? This is Shuuichi. Oh, It's you, Yusuke. This had better be good."

That's the end of this chapter! Rate and review please! It keeps me happy. And as we all know, a happy demon kid is a productive demon kid!

Yusuke: DON'T! I get beat up in this chapter! It's a piece of crap.

Shat: If you don't shut the hell up, I WILL turn you into a girl.

Yusuke: ACK! Okokokok! Review please!

Shat: That's more like it.