Trust

Introduction
Where do you get your inspiration from? A quote? A person? A thought?

A staircase?

Yes, believe it or not, this story was spawned from a staircase. We use them everyday - you probably don't even think about them at all. I don't either...except for that one day. I was climbing to my next class on the third floor in my high school. My mind wandered, as it tends to whenever I have free time, and I focused on the stairs below me. Step. Step. Step. One after the other, after another, after another...until you reached your destination

But what if you never made it? We always assume that the next stair will always, without a doubt, be there to support us. And it has. But what if one day...it just wasn't?

I got to my class all in one piece, but a tad late due to my dazed musings. I sat down, arranged my books in a way that hid me from the teacher's eye, and shut her lecture out. Instead of the lesson, I focused on my new idea.

And so, I give you my story.

Summary: A girl, Miharu, is kidnapped from her native plane by the power-hungry Hiroyoshi, who brings the young school-girl to his own plane. Through sinister twists and turns, he gains her trust, introducing her to his world and her powers. But then, as Miharu is exposed to the Reikai Tantei and the truth, she begins to wonder just who she should be trusting...
This Chapter's Rating: PG
Warnings: None for now
Disclaimer: I do not own, or claim to own, Yu Yu Hakusho or its characters.
Claimer: I created Miharu, Ms. Senti, and Miharu's father from my own mind. Any kind mimicry of other characters from outside sources is entirely coincidental and accidental.

This is regular narration.
"This is talking."
'This is thinking.'
-- These are song lyrics. Currently playing is "Hello" by Evanescence --

+ Prologue +

-- Playground school bell rings, again
Rain clouds come to play, again --

That was the first mistake of her new life, unconsciously putting all her trust into that next step.

Because they always do come one after the other in a continual, mundane truth. It's expected to the point where she, like everyone else, didn't even think about it anymore. It's just always been that steps come one right after another, and that they will support your weight, help you onto the next stair and what lies beyond. For twelve-year-old Miharu, what lay beyond was her next class, science, which she was about to be late for.

But what if one day...the next step wasn't there to support her? She subconsciously relied on that firm foothold being there to help her on her way. But this one day it was entirely different. Not only because it was in reality the first day of her previously mentioned new life. No, it was also the day that the next stair simply...wasn't there.

Miharu faithfully stepped her right foot over left, her colossal science book clutched tightly into the nook of her arm and bulging shoulder-bag draped diagonally across her moderate frame. Internally, she was cursing her lack of speed and the late bell, which was bound to ring any second now.

'This is the third time, and I doubt Ms. Senti will take the 'jammed locker' excuse again...even if my locker does hate me and has vowed to make my life hell...' she thought grumpily to herself as she trudged her way up the last flight of the three staircases she had just ascended. 'No, it's not my locker's fault, or even Ms. Senti's. It's that stupid father of mine. He doesn't even care enough about me to send me to a decent school where lockers aren't hell-bent on making students late for class.'

The signature low tone finally sounded, earning a defeated groan from one unlucky school girl making her way to class now late. 'Crap! She'll give me two days of after-school detention, if I'm lucky. If I'm not...then I'm probably looking at one or two Saturday detentions,' Miharu mused to herself. 'But it's not as if I have anything planned for Satur-DAAAAY!' Her thoughts immediately dispersed the moment she realized that instead of the familiar concrete step, her foot had met with...nothing. A dry half cry, half gasp, was wrenched from her throat as she found herself falling fast into a dark unknown.

+ End Prologue +

Okay, prologue's out. Sound interesting yet? Well, maybe not yet, but I have some good ideas for this story. You'll see.

The Reikai Tantei (Spirit Detectives, for you newbies :huggles newbies:) have an interesting role at first, too. You'll see them briefly next chapter. Speaking of next chapter, I hold no promises for a quick update. I'm in the middle of writing it. See you then...