I do not own Yuyu Hakusho.
To :Riye Link/ Reue thanks for reviewing and shh! Don't give away the ending! Or is it? O.o
Yusuke walked over to Kuwabara's house with a video tape swinging in his hand, while whistling a stupid tune that has been stuck in his head for days.
(A.N. yea you know what I'm talking about!).
He jumped the three steps on the stoop and knocked on the door. Yusuke waited about five minutes before the door opened.
"Hey Kuwabara I just got this tape and ." Realizing whom had opened the door Yusuke stopped short.
"Hey Yusuke." Shizuru flipped her hair. " My little brothers not in, probably at the comic store or something, I'd let you wait here, but there's nothing exciting going on and I don't know when he'll be back."
"Right. Thanks anyway."(A.N. ok that was pathetic dialog) Yusuke turned around hopped down the steps with ease and continued back down the side walk. He glared at the ground while walking.
Kuwabara had already sensed Yusuke coming so he stood his ground while the oblivious Yusuke approached.
"Don't step on a crack or you'll break your mother's back...' He thought while walking. 'What a stupid rhyme.' Suddenly he stopped, when he spotted a pair of shoes. He glanced up to see Kuwabara standing with his dirty, ripped up clothing barely hanging on this body. Kuwabara looked almost just as beat up.
"Hey where have you been a, cement mixer?" Yusuke questioned.
Kuwabara rolled his eyes. "Uh-huh a cement mixer, Urameshi, what's up?"
"I just got this tape from Koenma, like he can't tell it to my face or something, idiot... Anyway as you recall I don't really have a VCR so your house sound good?"
"Its been sounding good considering I'd do anything to take a shower."
( A.N. this thing will show up when it's a different setting so. be glad!)
Kuwabara stood on his bathroom rug looking into the mirror. He had just stepped out of the shower and the room was fogged as his mind was. He stared into the mirror. His mind was blank and he…he didn't recognize himself.
The person on the other side of the mirror is so different from the one I remember; I can only be one person, that's not me. It can't be. He squinted his eyes, so did his reflection. He moved closer to the barrier between them, so did his reflection.
'No more.' He muttered. He closed his eyes and with one swift movement forward he threw his head into the glass and smashed the mirror, the image, the look alike.
Kuwabara staggered backwards. Shards of glass covered the floor around his bare and vulnerable feet. Stabbing pain was felt on his face were the glass had cut, like individual daggers had tried to pick a spot to pierce, but were undecided. He could feel the drops of blood move down his face from the origin at the forehead then past his eye and down his cheek. When it reached its destination at the tip of his lip he licked it with his tongue and let the taste soak his mouth.
It tasted good.
"Kuwabara! You die in there?" Yusuke yelled, "The video's almost over!"
After he dried and dress and removed the glass from the floor he walked into the living room. Yusuke was sitting on the floor pretzel style sweat dropping at the screen where Koenma's face was closed in upon.
"In conclusion." He said calmly, then raised his voice and waved his arms, "Find that demon!"
The video ended with the screen going black, and Yusuke stretching his arms behind his head.
" Listen, Kuwabara we're meeting Kurama and Hiei at the edge of the forest. Koenma was supposed to have opened a portal inside somewhere we'll jump through find the demon guy, beat him up and be home in time for dinner." Yusuke smirked.
Kuwabara chuckled, "You make it sound so simple."
"It better be after our last mission! My back still hurts from that asshole."
Yusuke lead the way outside. They made it less than half way towards the forest when they were stopped by yelling-
"Yusuke! Kuwabara wait up!" A pretty girl with brown hair shouted, she was accompanied by a shorter girl with lovely blue hair and gorgeous crimson eyes whom added-
"Yes, Kazuma please wait!"
"Hey Keiko what's up?" Yusuke said questioningly
"I just wanted to wish you good luck on your mission." Keiko said blushing.
"Yes, I hope you don't get hurt as badly as last time, Kazuma." Yukina added.
Kuwabara looked at her. She was beautiful; he could see why his former self had loved her so dearly or was it just a crush? How immature. The new Kuwabara would love, could love not just have boyish dreams. But love was an inconvenience and an obstacle in the new lifestyle he was creating for himself. It could be something that would ruin his chances at fighting. He looked at her smiling in front of him and he warmed, I could take that chance.
