Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.

Maya is a real character in the manga and it is shown she has feelings for Kurama (he's her first love) and it's hinted he returns these feelings. She appeared in Two-Shot, when Kurama and Hiei first met.

Major overhaul of old fan fiction ahoy! That's right, quite a bit of this is going to be rewritten and it will be painful.

Oye ve…

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Maya Kitajima hadn't known what had drawn her to her old school building on that day but something had most definitely called to her. She had been walking down the street, smoothing out her black skirt while juggling her groceries bags in her hands, when she had been struck to peer up. Already halfway past the gates, she turned and looked up at the big building.

It was ramshackle husk of the junior high school it had once been. Back in her ninth grade year there had been a sudden infestation of mold, vermin, and other unpleasant things that had prompted the closing of the building as she left that final year for high school.

"Oh wow," she sighed to herself, "has it really been so long since they closed it down?" She heaved another big sigh and as she did so she caught sight of a small, chipped sign that read: 'DO NOT ENTER! SITE SLATED FOR DECONSTRUCTION!"

"Huh, so they really are tearing this building down?" she asked no one, pondering how the fate of such a nice building had turned south so fast that last year. She dimly recalled something about mold being the big problem but then her vision began to swim and another image over ran her mind.

The green fungus looking thing suddenly trembled a bit and then shot out the window like a rocket and then

"Oh," she gasped, shaking her head violently. "What in the world was that about?" she pondered aloud.

For a moment she stared up at the building, grasping at the edge of her faded memories before giving up. She glanced down to her groceries in her arms and was half way through her decision just to simply go home when she caught sight of the sign again.

"Deconstruction…hmm," she hummed lightly. Finally she smiled and stuck her groceries inside the wall surrounding the old building to keep them from sight. Well, one could hardly blame me for wanting a little peak of my childhood before they tore it down, right? she giggled a little deviously before she tip toed into the building.

Maya wrinkled her nose as she danced around a few fallen beams and puddles of water. Dust drifted on the air, dancing in the shafts of light. The building had started to really decay over the few short years since she had gone there last and she could hardly recognize it anymore. "Geez, you'd think it'd been twenty years instead two since this place closed. …I wonder why it's in such a rough state? I bet there's mold growing wild in every nook and cranny in this place," she huffed. She turned the corner and her hands flew up and pressed against her mouth. "Oh, oh—it's our pictures!"

She hadn't recognized the room when she had walked in but looking at it, she knew it to be her old art room. On the wall was water colored pictures of red block dogs and blue circle cats. Grinning faces, waving hands, and cheerful little suns shone through the dust and age and called to her. She smiled, bringing her hands down as her fingers trailed over the pictures.

"I-I had forgotten all our lovely pictures—Watanabe-sensei must have never taken them down," she laughed. "I'd...forgotten..."

A green slimly little thing, looking remarkably like mold, shot out the window. Oh, it had smelled horrible... She hoped that he was alright as she opened her mouth to speak

For a moment the memory jarred her, almost letting her grasp it. Just for a moment she had nearly remembered again. Maya sighed and walked out of the room. Damn, she thought, I almost had it! So close I could practically taste it.

She walked down the halls, smiling once more as memories danced about her—not the jeering, half-forgotten ones at least—and chuckling at locations of old days—that's the loo where Miho-chan flooded all the toilets! Oh, there's that old locker that never opened! And there's that old water fountain that squirted anyone who dared to drink from it.

She laughed as she walked the halls but stopped suddenly and sneezed violently. "Ah-choo!" she swiped at her nose with a handkerchief, and waited for her tearing eyes to clear. She looked down at ground and noticed a large green stain upon the floor trailing up unto wall. There's some more of that damn mold again. She glared at it and it's lingering odor, so foul, in half remembrance.

"It was so...gross...and smelly! Are things like that always so repulsive?"

"I'm sure you're mistaken, Maya."

She gasped loudly as the memory finally started to come to her. "Oh, I really nearly had it that time, if only I'd just-

"Meeoow..."

Maya jumped in surprise, and looked down the corridor. In the shadows, a black cat peered at her. Around it's neck was a string with a tiny bell attached jingling as it stalked her curiously. The cat looked at her and mewled again. She stared at it before recognizing it.

"Oh, really," she laughed a bit relieved and a bit disappointed that it hadn't been a ghost, "of all things! If it isn't the old class kitten, Kozue! Well, I guess you're a kitten no longer," she bent and gestured to it. The sleek cat slinked out of the shadows and to her hands. "Goodness, you must be nearly six years old; how long have you been living here?"

That cat mewled and twisted and twined around her hands purring like a motorboat, it mewed happily then bounded away before she could anything however. Maya blinked and jumped up. The cat mewled again and ran off, with each move she made he ran farther and farther from her.

"Oh, Kozue! Wait, come back," she yelped as she chased after him. He hopped over garbage and around puddles and raced out of the building. She chased after, racing to catch up. He led her out into a garden of weeds, long since had it choked the life out of itself. She stopped and stared at the wild garden. "Oh, it's our old garden..." she smiled as she walked to it. She remembered her and her classmates puttering out here in this little garden, but none of the plants grew better than those specially cared for by Shuichii. "...Shuichii," she whispered fondly, remembering seeing him bending over some little begonia so delicately as he cared for it.

This time however she didn't have a moment for a memory to overtake her when she heard a very loud "meow". Maya lifted her head to see the cat by some bushes. She smoothed out her skirt and delicately she walked throughout the garden of weeds trying not to crush anything. The cat slipped right into the bushes without even a rustle. She blinked and danced to the bush. Grabbing some of the foliage, she pulled it back to peer a cat but not the one she had thought she'd find.

Well, it looked like a cat at least at first; it had silver blue fur, elongated ears like a fox, and two sleek tails. It opened a blue eye—with no iris, but the entire eye, pale icy blue—and mewled piteously. It smells like spring rain, she thought in wonder. Upon its back, blood had dried the fur in thick clumps and a gash on it's front paw was crusted over making it quite a sight.

"Oh, you poor thing!" she coed reaching for it, already wanting to mother it. "C'mere and let's look at those-"

Shuichii jumped away with that demon fighting him

She was being carried off-that disgusting smelling thing again

Oh...this one smelled good...like roses...

"Kurama."

She squeaked as the memories rushed forth making her sway on the spot. The cat peered up at her as she remembered. Suddenly, her lip trembled as she picked the cat up.

"Well," she squeaked finally, "I guess I did remember fi-finally!" She tried to laugh it off and began to make for home as quick as possible to care for the poor cat and to run from her memories. She straightened and peered about for Kozue the cat. "Was he...just a ghost, too?" she wondered, but her mind was detached and she didn't care to stick around to find out as she hurried back to the entrance.

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"There! All done," she announced as she tied a bandage around it's paw. The silver blue cat peered up at her and mewled appreciatively. Maya grinned down at him and lifted him up into her arms while cooing at him. "Let's see, you must be hungry."

She carried the cat out of the bathroom where she had been tending to his wounds. She walked down the hall, and he rested his head upon her arm as they headed to the kitchen. She pulled a small dish from an overhead cupboard, opened a can of tuna, then put him and the dish down. He mewed curiously as he sniffed eagerly as she poured the food into the dish.

"There you go, tuna—fresh from the can," she laughed. The cat mewled happily at her and began to eat. She grinned at him as her mind began to drift.

He jumped away, a blade of grass becoming a saber in his grasp.

She frowned, fighting tears. "It was...he was...what was he?"

The cat stopped eating and peered up at her, watching and realizing she was upset. Leaving the tuna, he leaped up into her lap and rubbed against her with a piteous mew. She jumped and looked at him, and he mewled up at her, trying to comfort her. Her face quickly softened as she looked at him.

"Are you worried about me, little one?" she asked, scratching under his chin. His two tails batted contently behind him as she scratched his chin. She sighed and pulled him closer to her, so he rolled onto his side so she could pet his stomach. She chuckled at him but pet him anyway. "I'm alright. It's just that..." she drew up short and lifted him up to her face. "Now see here, what are you?"

The cat mewled and twitched his nose at her.

"Are you a ghost?"

The cat shook his head no. Maya raised a brow and tried again.

"Then maybe...an alien?"

The cat mewled and shook his head no as if disgusted at the idea.

A musky odor...foul, tainted...six arms...demon...

Demon...

"...a demon?" she asked. This time the cat mewled happily and jumped to her shoulders, rubbing against her head and purred. "Well, wait, hey," she laughed. The cat rubbed his head against her cheek. She grinned at it. "Okay, okay...a demon, really?" She sighed and stroked his head. "That helps explain things..."

The cat's ears perked suddenly making him raise his head and peer about nervously.

"Huh? What's wrong?" she asked as he looked about. Suddenly, he sprang from her shoulder and scratched at the door like his life depended on it; curious, she got up and hurried to him. "Hold on! Let me get the door-" And as soon as she opened it, he sprang through the little foyer to scratch at the sliding glass door. She opened that too and he jumped out into her backyard. "Hey, where are you going?!"

The cat's ears perked from side to side, listening to the night. Maya stood behind, slightly worried. One of the bushes lining her fence rustled, the cat inched closer to it, ears slicked against his skull. He inched even closer and his ears swerved forward.

"What is it?" she whispered, walking slowly to the cat.

The cat squeaked and dashed away as something lunged out of the bushes at him. Maya gapped when she saw it—it was a horrible vision of an Hollywood horror monster, complete with green, bubbled skin. For a moment she stood there, staring in disbelief, before the cat, shooting like a silver comet across the ground, brushed against her as it raced away. She yelped and ran after it, away from the creature that trumpeted a roar in the night.

"Why is this happening?!" she cried as she followed the cat. It raced on and dashed into—of all places she didn't want to be—a cemetery. She huffed and raced in after him, intent on not being left behind to that thing. The cat hopped up the stairs, stopping only once to peer back at her before dashing away again. She ran on, only to slip and fall on the steps.

The air flew out of her as she landed hard on the stone steps and her right knee in particular cried out in protest as it was split on a rock. That cat peered back at her then bounded over to as she struggled to get up. Behind her, the monster roared again and then suddenly launched itself over the gat and landed in front of her, she gasped and tried to scurry to her feet. The cat jumped in front of her, looking as though it was saying oh no you don't!

He let out a ferocious growl for being so small, the fur on his back rising, his two sleek tails becoming bottle brushy. His eyes glowed silver, and his ears slicked back.

The creature roared and lunged at him making Maya scream in fright—until arms grabbed him and held back. Maya nearly yelped in relief until she saw what was holding him back—grisly skeletons wrapped their bone arms around him and she gaped like an idiot.

"We-well!" whimpered Maya as she inched back from the sight. "Be-beggars can't b-be choosers, e-eh?" She'd wanted a savior, and now she had quite a few.

The monster ripped the skeletons away to just have more cling to it. Maya realized the skeletons glowed silver prompting her to peer down at the cat and she saw that he too glowed silver. Putting two and two together, Maya realized that the sweet little cat was controlling the skeletons. First ghost cats, now demon cats, all that's left is talking ones! She kept her gaze locked on the cat but cringed when she heard a loud snap and the demon fell to the ground in a large heap.

She snapped her eyes shut to try and forget the image of that foul beast as it died, and listened as the soft pattering of paws came close to her. She opened an eye to see the cat sitting at her side expectantly. "You-you really are a demon?"

The cat nodded. She sat up and stared at the demon's corpse before she turned back to the cat.

"You saved my life."

The cat's tails twitched. She smiled down at it.

"Thank you." The cat mewled happily and jumped into her arms, having gotten the reaction it wanted and began to love on her. "Just curious—are you a boy cat demon?"

The cat shook her head no and Maya couldn't help but smile down at her. "You need a name...how about...Meina?" she asked lifting her up to eye level. "Do you like it?"

The cat mewled happily.

"It's decided then-Meina." Maya got up. "Would you like to live with me?" The cat mewled in contentment and burrowed deep in her arms. Maya grinned and began the long walk home with her new friend happily purring in her arms.

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"Dearest Diary,

Today I found a demon cat! She has two tails and can control the dead just like legends says!

"I remembered today. Everything.

Darling Shuichii...Kurama..."

Maya lifted the pen from the page. She sat at her bed with her diary open on her lap with Meina sitting next to her, content and curled up in a ball. Maya grinned and petted the demon cat.

She picked the cat up, and climbed into bed. Meina mewled and jumped to the foot of the bed, searching for a good spot to sleep. "Good night, Meina," whispered Maya. She smiled and peered out the window; a big, full moon peered in at her. "Kurama..." she sighed a bit before she fell asleep, her final thoughts being One day, I'm going to find him, then smack him up the head and find out what was really going on…and maybe then I'll really forgive him.

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RECONSTRUCTED CHAPTER ONE: FINISHED.