Hello. Ok this chapter took longer then my other chapters, but it is also longer than the otherchapters. I have read and reread this chapter to make sure it sounded ok. I do have to say this though… it contains an attempted rape. If you don't like it, don't read that part. And, as you can see,I have changed the rating due to that. I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. Enjoy.

Warning: This chapter contains an attempted rape. Don't like it, don't read the flashback.

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Chapter 4: umm…. Chapter 4

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"Zoë! Hey wait up." Called her friend Shelly from behind. "I heard about the good news!" she came to a stop as she caught up with her.

"What good news?" Zoë asked as she stopped walking to greet the blonde.

"That you got the hook up with Shuichi!" she smile, "You are so lucky. He is like the hottest, smartest, sexiest guy here." She breathed.

"Hello Shelly." Kurama walked casually up to them.

"S-Shuichi, um." She paused, "Hi."

Kurama smiled, "Mind if I take Zoë from you?"

"No. Of course not." She smiled brightly and shoved Zoë and Kurama away.

"Shelly seemed happy to be rid of us." Kurama said as the two walked side by side. "How did you meet her?"

"I met her in my PE class today." Zoë smiled.

"Good, it seems you are adjusting very well." He paused, "Let's celebrate your first day."

"Oh, where are we gonna go?" Zoë asked with a smile in her eyes. Just then the wind picked up and she shivered.

"Well first we are going to get you a jacket." Kurama slyly took her hand and lead her to a stoop.

She blushed lightly, "Where are we?"

Kurama just smiled and opened the door.

"Shuichi, is that you?" A woman's voice came from another room.

"Yes mother. Do you need something?" Kurama said as he led Zoë to the next room.

"Oh! You have a friend with you. She's pretty." A woman with long black hair and brown eyes said.

Zoë blushed and hid behind Kurama.

"Is she you girlfriend Shuichi? I think you two look cute together." The woman said smiling.

At that Zoë put her hands on Kurama's shoulders and buried her face in his hair. 'I can't believe she just said that. This is so…' She took a deep breath, 'He smells like roses. Fresh roses blowing in a warm summers breeze.' She stood there lost in thought.

She came back to reality as she felt Kurama turn around, "Zoë, are you okay?" Her eyes shot open and looked directly into his.

She was again lost in thought, 'His eyes… They're so wise and mysterious, but at the same time, so gentle and caring.'

"Shuichi, why don't you let your friend sit down and I'll go get some drinks." Kurama's mother said as she stood up.

Kurama gestured for her to sit down, "It's alright mother. We just came by to get a jacket. I told her I would show her around."

Zoë snapped back to reality and smiled at Kurama, "Shuichi, we can stay for awhile, if you want. You can show me around some other time or I could always get Shelly to do it. I'll be here for awhile, so I'm in no rush."

Kurama's mother smiled and got up. She walked to the kitchen and Kurama lead Zoë to the couch.

Kurama's mother walked back in the room holding a tray with three cups, a pitcher, and a plate of finger sandwiches. Kurama took the tray from his mother and set it on the table.

She sat down and looked at Zoë, "I'm sorry, but I don't think I got your name."

"Oh! I'm Zoë." She said as Kurama handed her a cup.

"Nice to meet you Zoë. My name's Shiori. Have you always lived in Japan?"

"No, I haven't. I actually just moved here."

"From where may I ask?"

"America."

"Why did you come here?"

"My aunt lives here and I have been having a little trouble at home." Zoë looked down at the cup in her hand. "My brother has been getting into trouble and my parents thought it would be best if I left."

"What kind of trouble could it have been that it was best for you to leave?" Shiori asked as Kurama stared intently at his mother.

Zoë looked at Kurama, "Shuichi, It's ok. I actually think that you should know this, just don't tell anyone." She too a deep breath and continued.

Flashback

"Ok. I'll tell her you called. Bye." Zoë hung up the phone and looked at the clock. "3:30," she sighed, "I better find something to wear before Derrick gets home."

She walked over to her closet and pulled out a jean skirt and a black tank top. "This'll do. We're only going to the movies." She put on the clothes and sat down in the chair facing her vanity.

There was a sudden knock on the door. She walked to the door and opened it, "Oh! Hello Dean." I'm sorry but Derrick isn't home yet. He should be home in about half an hour if you'd like to wait." She smiled at the boy standing in front of her.

He was cute. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, was tall, but not too tall, and had a friendly smile, but was able to hold his own in a fight. He looked like an all around good guy.

"I'll wait." He walked through the door smiling at Zoë. "Do you mind if I get something to drink?"

"Of course not. You know you don't have to ask."

"I know, but it doesn't feel right if I don't."

Zoë smiled at him, "Well, I'm going back to my room. You can wait here or you know where Derrick's room is."

"Thank you Zoë." He put his hands on her waist and went to kiss her.

Zoë turned her head and removed his hands, "Only friends, nothing more. Never have, never will."

Dean sighed ad he watched Zoë walk off. 'Damn her! I'll get you Zoë. You may be my best friend's sister, but I'll have my way with you.'

15 minutes later

Dean gently knocked on Zoe's bedroom door, "I'm sorry about earlier. Can you forgive me?"

"Don't worry about it." She stood from her bed and walked over to Dean. She gave him a friendly hug and sat back down. "I don't mind if you stay in here."

He smiled and joined her on the bed. "What are you doing?"

"Writing a letter." She responded without looking up.

"To who?" He said as he moved closer.

"A pen pal. He lives in Japan."

He moved a little closer and took the pen and paper from her. She tried to grab it as he placed it on the bed stand, but he gave her an evil look and pushed her hands away.

"Dean! Give it back. I'm not done." She half whined.

He glared at her and forcefully placed his lips on hers. He held her hands above her head and placed his knees on her thighs. As hard as she tried, she couldn't get him off her.

He bit her lip and forced his way into her mouth. As he kissed her he started to move one of his hands down her body. He kissed her neck as his hand moved up her shirt.

Zoë pleaded with Dean to stop as tears ran down her face. "Dean stop! Why are you doing this? Please! Stop!"

He just smiled as he continued to kiss her neck.

Finally her chance had come. His grip loosened and she freed her hands. She pushed him off her and into her bookshelf. Books and glass figurines toppled over, hitting Dean, as Zoë managed to get off the bed.

She ran for the door tripping over everything. She grabbed the handle but it didn't open. Panicking, she fumbled with the lock.

She finally opened the door and was ready to run out when Dean grabbed her from behind. He threw her to the ground and walked towards her. The look in his eyes told her that she wouldn't live through this.

She felt around on the floor for anything hard she could throw. Her hand ran across a mirror and she took it firmly into her grip. She leaned against the chair in front of her vanity and chucked it at him.

He put his hand up to block his head. The mirror shattered and fell to the floor. In desperation she stood up and placed the chair between them.

He threw the chair aside and pushed her against her vanity, causing her make-up to fall to the floor. He pulled off her shirt and pressed his body against hers as he started to kiss her again.

She pushed him away as her skirt fell to the floor. She again ran for the door, but this time was caught by the hair. He pulled her close to him and undid his belt.

He removed his pants and threw her on the bed. She smacked her head on one of the metal bedposts and was knocked unconcious.

Dean walked to the bed and readied himself to claim his mate. He reached for Zoë to remove the material protecting her from his destination.

Before he could succeed the door flew open, "Zoë, ready to…"

Dean turned around to see his best friend standing in the doorway.

"What's going on Dean? Did something happen to Zoë?" He looked around the now trashed room and then back at the bed. He started intently at his unconcious sister and his friend hovering over her body. "What happened Dean?" he asked again, anger apparent in his voice. "What did you do?!"

"Stay out of this Derrick." Dean said as he went to grab Zoë.

Be fore he could touch her, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He was soon turned around and a fist collided with his jaw.

"I can't stay out of it Dean. She's my sister!" Derrick yelled as his so-called best friend slammed into a dresser.

Zoë painfully tried to sit up. 'My head… What happened?' She slowly remembered what had taken place as she looked around the room. Her vision was blurry, but she was able to make out two figures at the far end of her room. She rubbed her eyes and gasped, "Derrick!"

He ran to her side and took her in his arms as she started to cry. "Are you okay? Please tell me he didn't hurt you."

"I'll be fine. I don't think I have any serious injuries." She looked at her brother and then her half- dead attacker on the floor. "Derrick! What did you do? Is he even still alive? We have to call for Derrick!"

Her brother put his hand on her shoulder and kissed her head, "Calm down. You're in no condition to be panicking." He took a deep breath as his sister calmed down. "Now, stay here and don't move. Don't touch anything. In fact, stay right there on your bed. I'm going to go call for some help."

She nodded slightly and hugged her brother.

End Flashback

"The cops were shocked at what they saw when they arrived. Both me and Dean had to be taken to the hospital. My parents were called and I was released in a few days. Dean, on the other hand, was in the hospital for about three weeks." Zoë finished.

Kurama and Shiori just started at her.

"My… My gosh Zoë. I…" Shiori paused, "I'm so sorry."