First, I dont own Yu Yu hakusho, second this story has everything from humor to horror. Enjoy
Misguided Rose
Could life and death ever fall in love? Could it be possible that two spirits without emotions feel love? A long time ago they did, and both where given the option of death or to live a mortal life and be with one another, both choose life and thus their journey was set into motion. The only catch was that neither would be able to remeber their love,and when or if they fell in love again they would be given the option to return to their previous states without emotion or stay mortal. Agreeing both where told that they would be sent to a horrible forest, the closest thing to hell, a place where there love would tested......
Crouching down she let a scream escape her lips as she stood for the first time in this hell. Her white hair dirtied by the blood soaked mud, the scene was that of horror as the earth gave birth to a hoast of flesh. Pulling herself from the mud, a thin film of blood ran down her back as she emerged naked. Looking down she yelled realizing she was a demon. Confused, and angry she rose spreading two white wings in a fit of rage as she looked about her tail and the ears. As the earth opened again it left a large sword, leaning down she grabbed it looking at the blade. "Kill the theif...Kill him and you will be free of me" the voice ran through her mind like burning acid as she took to her feet chasing after this theif.
Growling she placed her sword at the thiefs throat while she gazed about at his situation. " Hmm bound by the traps I've set" She snorted with a satified laugh. His long black hair was matted from the blood that dripped from his wounds; and his fox ears and tail where barely recognizable from the mud. "Just kill me now" He spook in a low defeated voice as he turned away accepting his fate. She smirked raising her sword in a stroke to strike him.
Crackling the fire set a low glow about the dark night as the trees gently swayed in the cold win. A groan disturbed the silence as the blanket stirred and the man poked his head out folding his ears to the side as the sting of the cold set in. Before he could stand the woman was above him again with the sword to his throat again. " Why did you let me live" he asked bodly knowing that he was already on borrowed time. " To kill someone that is already half dead has no pride to it" coldy she replied to him" Your wounds will heal in a few days, that is if I let you live that long" turning around she returned to a stump which she sat apon watching the fire. He ran his fingers across the wounds on his wrists and arms where the chain traps had been....why?....he thought to himself.
After a while she stood stoking the fire with the edge of her sword watching the emebers fly, glancing to the man, making sure he didnt move. " Your filthy you know that right.." She broke the silence with a shrude question" Being a theif and such your looking for your own death....." she added after a moment or two. He glanced up at her then back to the fire " Isn't their a rule against talking to the person your about to kill" he said in a smug almost offensive manner. " I don't believe your much better yourself, you take life for payment...not to mention your to chatty to be a good assasin" he smirked gently as he emerged from the blanket to lean forward grasping one of his knees trying to make out her face. " Hmm...and idiot to the end...to think this whole damn forests wants you dead...yet no one knows your name...so what is it Mr. Mysterious?" watching she asked " I'd like to know the name of the person I'm killing" she said adjusting the cloak she had put on for the night. " I'll make you a deal assasin, in exchange for my name I want to know your gender, I want to see the face of my killer, and I want to know your name as well" He said slyly knowing she would not want to give those three things up to him. " Female...and my names Khrazah..." She replied sharply to him. Taken back by the answer he chuckled a little"well thats a good start but show me your face...I mean you can't be that ugly" repling sharply to her in return. She whirled around and had him in a head lock with a dagger to his throat as she growled. He froze then watched as she stood taking off her cloak dropping it to the ground. Before him stood a trimmed woman with long flowing white hair, framed by what apeared to be two animal like ears and a tail, looking like that of a fox. " Now" she said while cracking a somewhat smile " Whats your name ?"