Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or it's characters. I do not own the music. I do own Angela.

AN- The soundtrack to this chapter is any Powerman 5000 cd. Have you figured out who's who?

WARNING: There's alcohole and cigarettes in this chapter. You're warned.

Legend:

Music

Noise

-Telepathy-

-Thought-

Chapter Three

The next two weeks went by without a repeat of the second day of school. Angela hardly had any trouble with her classes besides her foreign language class, she still didn't know how to pronounce the teacher's name, and despite how hard she tried, she couldn't get Randy to help her, even though he was practicaly head of the class because he was so fluent in japanese. "Please Randy?" she begged as she watched him and Jason play pool.

Clunk

"Damn! There went the eight ball again!" Jason cussed.

"Hn. The nine ball will be the eight ball," Randy said. He lined up his shot, his steel ball tongue ring between his teeth.

Clunk

"Come on Randy, please just tutor me, I'll even pay you!" she continued.

"Hn," was his only, and usual, reply.

Jason chuckled. "I think what he want's you won't want to give."

"What?" was Angela's reply.

Jason just stared at her as Randy sunk another ball. "Is your hair really black?"

"No, it's ash blonde. Why?"

"That explains it."

"Explains what? Oh forget it." She turned back to Randy, who had sunk his last ball and was now setting up his shot to sink the 'eight' ball. "Please Randy? Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?" Jason suddenly choked. Angela looked over at him to find his face turning red as he tried to keep from laughing out loud. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," he managed to choke out.

Clunk

Randy stood up. "That makes three out of five." Jason opened his mouth to say something. Randy stopped him. "I think being beaten three times in a row is enough to show that you hardly have a chance against me, Jason."

Thud

The three looked towards the stairwell, there was Candy standing up where she had fallen after trying to mimic Angela's trademark jump over the railing. Angela rolled her eyes. "Candy why don't you give up? You can't do it."

Candy just ignored her as she bounced into the room. "Guess what?" she nearly squealed.

"I give. What?" Angela said.

"I just won two tickets to the concert!" This time she did squeal.

Angela joined her. "Holy-" She grasped her friend's arms. "Are you serious?"

"Yup!"

"Who are you taking?"

"Who else? You!"

"WHAT? Oh YES!" The two girls started jumping up and down while the boys just stood there.

"Uh...What concert?" Jason asked.

"Powerman 5000!" the girls almost yelled at him.

After a few minutes, the girls calmed down enough to talk normally. "Wow! What are you going to wear?" Candy asked Angela.

"Oh the spagetti strap and the leather pants. I also think I'll throw on the fishnet longsleeved shirt. You?"

"I was thinking of borrowing your Jincos and the neon green shirt. Please?"

"Hey! You're taking me to the concert, you can borrow whatever you want." Angela said. Just then something hit her. She turned to the guys. "Hey, why don't you guys come along? The tickets don't cost much. And I'm sure we could pick you up, we can fit you two and Alex in the back seat of Candy's camero." She looked at Candy, "Wait. Why aren't you taking Alex on the other ticket? It's a perfect opportunity."

"He ain't going," was the quick, if slightly depressed, reply.

"So I was second on your list, eh? I see, I see," Angela joked. She turned back to the boys. "So whaddya say."

Jason shrugged. "I guess, but can we bring along another friend."

"Sure," Candy said. "Where do you want to be picked up at?"

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A week later, a purple camero pulled up in front of an apartment building. Angela got out of the car,
"Stay here," she told Candy. She walked to the stairs leading up to the second floor. "203," she said to herself as she looked at a peice of paper in her hands. "I wonder why they don't have a dorm room." She found the apartment and knocked on the door.

"Coming!" yelled Jason. In a second he opened the door. "Wow! Are you developing the same fashion sense as Randy?" he asked as he looked her over. "Though you do look hot in black."

"Hm. And you need to expand your sense of fashion taste. Always t-shirts and blue jeans," she replied.

He raised his hands. "Hey, this is a 'wife-beater' as you call them. By the way, why do you call them that?"

"I asked a friend that, and she said it's because in shows where a man is beating his wife, he usually wears one, though it's usually white," she explained.

"And what if a girl wears one?"

"I call them 'tank tops' though most tank tops have wider shoulders." She looked into the apartment, then she looked at Jason. "Well...are you going to invite me in?"

"Oh, yeah." He stepped aside and bowed her through the door. "Welcome to our humble abode," he joked.

"So...where's Randy, and who's your other friend" she asked.

"Hn, I'm right here," Randy answered, walking into the living room. He was wearing the same outfit that Angela had first seen him in.

"Is that Angela I hear," a familiar voice said, coming down the hall.

"You're joking!" She gaped at the man that walked into the living room. It was Michael Davidson. "You look so different!" Instead of wearing his normal white button up shirt and slacks, he was wearing tight black pants and a button up short sleeved dark blue shirt, that was left unbuttoned showing a white under shirt. "I didn't know you lived with these two," she said after inspecting him. -Candy is going to have a heart attack!-

"Yes, well...They're like family. We've been friends for 14 years now. When I got the job here, these two decided to tag along."

"Ah..Well if you all are ready to go, lets go. Candy is in the car eager to get to the concert early so we might have a chance to get close to the first row," Angela said as she turned to the door.

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Candy didn't notice them when they walked up to the car. She was blasting and singing to 'Nobody's Real' by Powerman 5000. Angela had to knock loudly on the driver's side window to get Candy to unlock the doors. Sure enough, Candy did a double take at the guys other friend. As they climbed into the back seat, Candy couldn't take her eyes off of Michael.

Angela laughed, "Candy, close your mouth, you're drooling," she teased.

Candy snapped back to reality. "Uh, hi. I'm Candy." She stuck out her hand towards Michael.

He shook it. "Hi, I'm Michael."

She turned around, as if in a daze. "Candy, you have to start driving if we want to make it to the concert early," Angela prompted.

"Uh yeah," was the dazed response

On the way to the concert, Angela realized that Michael was a normal 29 yr old. Just because he was a college teacher didn't make him any different from her. She learned that he hadn't started college until 22. He had been living with his parents after high school, helping his dad in the family business. At 24 he recieved his bachelors in biology, and proceeded to earn his teaching degree. He then became a biology teacher for various colleges. "And this summer I started teaching here" he said.

"Cool," Angela said. "I've heard your's and Jason's stories. Now all I need to hear is Randy's."

"Hn."

"I guess that means I won't get it out of you very easily." She smiled.

"Well, that'll have to wait. We're here!" Candy said as she turned into the parking lot of the concert stadium. "Damn! We didn't get here early enough! Look at that line!"

"Uhg..."Angela sighed. "My feet are going to be sore before we even get inside."

Candy looked at her friend. "Regretting wearing those boots now?"

"Hell no! They're great for moshing."

Jason turned to Michael. "Moshing?" he whispered.

Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I wouldn't know. I've never been to a rock concert," he whispered back.

"Hn," Randy put in.

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"Finally! I never thought we'd make it in," Angela exclaimed, as they walked into a crowded ampitheater.

Candy turned sharply to the right and squinted her eyes. "Hey! There's Arron! C'mon! Lets go say hi!" Candy started to drag Angela.

Angela shook her hand off. "You go. You know how I feel about him. He's rude and obnoxious."

"Fine! I'll go by myself," Candy snapped as she stormed off.

"Wow...is it me or did it suddenly get very cold in here," Jason said as he watched Candy go hang out with Arron, a tall blonde boy in skater clothes. "I take it you and him aren't on friendly terms?"

"No where near! Though we used to be," she snapped heading in the opposite direction.

The guys hurried to catch up with her. "What happened?" Michael asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," she huffed.

"Hey! Is that a beer stand over there?" Jason asked, changing the subject.

"Yeah," Angela replied. "They also sell water and cokes. But if we're going to want any we better get in line now. Elsewise it takes nearly thirty minutes to get anything once the concert starts."

"C'mon Randy, lets get something," Jason said starting to drag Randy towards the beverage stand. "What do you two want?" Jason asked.

"Water please," Michael replied.

"Nothing," Angela said.

"Okay. Wait here," Jason said as he proceeded to drag Randy.

As the two men walked towards the beverage stand, Jason whispered to Randy. "Do you feel that?"

"Hn. Yes."

"Do you think it's those so called shadow creatures?"

"Most likely."

"One of us should always be with her at all times tonight."

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The guys came back with the water and two plastic cups filled with beer. Candy was still off somewhere with Arron, and Angela was itching to get into the crowd near the stage and get as close to the front before the concert started. "Alright! Now we can get our places! C'mon." She started to lead the guys into the crowd. She proved to be quite experienced in navigating through the crowd. She had been planning on getting close to the stage, but a hand on her shoulder stalled her.

She turned around to find a group of teens and some of the college students that had been hanging around the DDR maching the first day of school. "Hey Angela! Where's Candy?" one of the girls asked.

"With Arron."

"Ah..Well, why don't you hang with us," one of the boys offered. He grinned. "You know that we make the best mosh pits."

"Sure, why not," she replied, smiling in return.

At that moment, the concert started. Jason, Michael, and Randy found themselves all of a sudden pushed forward as the crowd surged towards the stage. It surprised them, but apparently it was normal, since no one in their group seemed surprised. "Oh hell yeah!" Angela shouted above the music. "'When Worlds Colide'!"

One of the girls got close to Angela and shoved her. Michael, Jason and Randy tensed, thinking that she was starting a fight, but Angela smiled and shoved her back. In an instant the group was shoving and bashing into each other. The guys stood there, confused. Angela came up to Jason and shoved him into the mosh pit. "C'mon!" she yelled over the music.

"This is what it's like when worlds colide!"

-Be careful, go lightly!- Randy's voice said inside of Jason's head.

-No shit!- was the smart aleck reply.

"Are you ready to go 'cuz I'm ready to go! What you gonna do? Baby, baby!"

Angela jumped into Jason. Jason lightly shoved a boy with a lot of hair. A girl bashed into Randy, pulling him into the mosh pit. Michael was left holding the two beers, while the water bottle was shoved into his shirt pocket. He almost spilled the drinks when Angela was shoved out of the pit. The mosh pit got really big and lasted the whole song.

When it ended the pit disolved. "Whew! That was awesome," Jason said.

Randy didn't say anything, he just took back his drink from Michael. The next song started. Angela looked through the crowd. "I bet Candy is very happy. It's her favorite song. 'Nobody's Real'." She then started to move her body to the song. She noticed Randy's stare. "You have to learn to dance in place when at concerts," she explained. Then she started to sing along.

A few songs later and after three mosh pits, one in which Randy and Michael switched places, Angela disappeared into the crowd. The guys thought she had joined the mosh pit a few rows up, so they headed in that direction. When they got there, they found that she wasn't there.

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"Ugh...Finally, some fresh air," Angela said as she walked out onto the smoker's porch. She took out a pack of cigarettes and her lighter. "Well, so much for fresh air," she joked, as she lit her cigarette. She looked around. -Odd. Usually there's always at least two or three people on the porch and two security guards.- As she was sitting down, her ticket fell out of her pocket and was blown a few feet away by the wind. "Damn! I need that to get back in," she said as she ran for it. Just as she got close, the ticket was blown a few more feet away. Soon she was out in the middle of the field behind the stadium.

"Finally!" she said as she caught the ticket. She stood up, and looked around. The stadium was far away. It was pitch black out and the only light came from the feeble glow of the porch lights. She heard a rustle in the bush behind her. She whirled around, thinking about the possibilities of a rapist. She jumped back as something lunged towards her. Angela squeezed her eyes instinctively expecting to be hit or something, however the thing jumped past her. Angela turned around and found that it was a rabbit. "Oh! Don't scare me like that!" she huffed at the rabbit, clutching her chest.

She started to walk back towards the stadium, the rabbit hopping to one side of her, obviousely not afraid of her. Suddenly a cold breeze blew around them. The rabbit froze, then belted away, running as fast as it could towards the light. Angela felt goosebumps on the back of her neck. -Something's here!- She heard raspy, gurgling breathing all around her. She turned and turned but couldn't find the source.

Finally she decided to follow the rabbit's lead and started to run towards the stadium. When she saw Jason run out of the stadium, followed by Randy and Michael, she nearly cried to them but she was out of breath. She had to stop to catch her breath. She nearly laughed when she realized she couldn't hear that scary breathing. -It was just my imagi!- Searing pain ripped through her back. Time stood still. She saw the guys running towards her, felt something warm and wet run down her back, saw a shadowy figure rise up before her, saw the clawed hand start to swing at her, then everything went black.