Disclaimer
-I don't own YuYu Hakusho or its characters. They belong some company. Only the plot and any oc's are mine. Please do not steal those.
-Rated 'M' for violence, language and adult themes.
-Pairings have not been decided, but guess that I will have one yaoi. (Possibility is Hiei/Yuskue). Do not email me telling me how you don't like yaoi, this only proves how stupid you are.
Thank you.
The sounds of battle rang through the twilight painted forest. Dark jade leaves waved fitfully as a strong wind rushed around the seven combatants. A blood red sky looked down in amusement at the figures, wondering about the odd assortment of beasts locking swords, energy and fists. The sword of a rather short, raven haired demon clashed against the giant axe of a green pebbly skinned creature easily three times the size of the small demon. Not even ten yards off a red-headed youth stood back to back with another youth with short black hair that was coming out of its naturally gelled state as they faced some spiked encrusted dog like beasts. Across the clearing a carrot toped youth with a glowing sword faced another creature. The carrot-top sported several gashes on his person that were dripping blood.
"Hey Kuwabara you hanging in there?" Yuskue Urameshi cried out as he charged up his spirit gun, pointing it at the demonic hound in front of him. Yuskue felt the warmth of Kurama leave him as the half-fox leapt at the other hound, the Rose Whip a blur of bright green.
"Of course!" Kuwabara hollered back. Unfortunately this minor lapse in attention was what his opponent was looking for. A quick lunge and Kuwabara felt the bite of his opponent's sword in his side. Luck was with the slower witted human as his instinctive response to push the object away with his hand resulting in his Spirit Sword blocking any further damage. Still Kuwabara found himself sailing through the air and hitting a tree. The teen looked up in time to see a blast of blue energy rip throught the demon's skull, leaving a surprised look on the creature's face as it toppled over dead.
"Hey I could have handled that Urameshi!" Kuwabara hollered as he staggered to his feet.
"Ya right." Yusuke replied, holding onto his side. Blood seeped past his fingers from the wound the demon dog had created before Yusuke had killed it.
"Have either of you noticed that we have had a more difficult time in fighting these demons?" Kurama asked as he limped up, a deep gash in his leg showing through his jeans.
"Ya, there's some sort of weird vibe going on." Kuwabara said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Why did you wait to tell us?" Yuskue demanded.
"Hey I've been a little busy." Kuwabara shouted back.
"It's draining our strength." Kurama mused. He wavered for a bit, then sunk to his one knee. "This does not bode well for us."
Yusuke wanted to protest, but breathing was becoming a little more difficult. Kurama was right and unless they could figure out what was causing it they were in some serious trouble. Yusuke turned his attention to the last battle still going on. Hiei and the demon they had been sent to find were still exchanging blows. Yet Yuskue could see that Hiei was starting to slow down while his opponent still looked strong.
A sharp clang sounded as sword and axe met, ruby eyes glared into gray for a split second then the opponents leapt apart. Hiei tried to control his breathing; it would not do for his enemy to see him winded. But the short demon knew that it was apparent that he was loosing strength. The other demon grinned, revealing crooked yellow teeth. Suddenly it reached into its shirt and took out a strange globe. No bigger then a golf ball it glowed with a sickly blue green light. The demon laughed as it hurled the ball with incredible speed at the ruby-eyed demon. Hiei leapt, but knew that the globe was going to strike him.
Kurama and his friends watched in horror as Hiei tried to dodge the globe. The moment it hit a bright light enveloped the clearing, Kurama threw up an arm to shield his eyes. When the light died Kurama lowered his arm, dreading what he would see. Hiei was gone and his opponent lay face down on the ground. Kurama heard Yusuke snarl as the spirit detective ran over to the fallen demon.
Yusuke flung the demon over, he didn't know whether to be glad or pissed that the thing was still breathing. "What the hell was that? Where's Hiei?"
The demon cackled and Yuskue noticed that it was a dying sound. "He is somewhere in the Ningenkai, experiencing his worst nightmare."
"What the hell does that mean?" Yuskue demanded. But he would not find out the answer from this demon, for with a final breath the thing cackled again and died.
"This is not good." Kurama stated coming over to the seething detective.
"What did that guy mean?" Kuwabara asked. "Hiei hates the Human World, but that's not his worst nightmare. Is it?
"It's part of it." Kurama said. "Remember Hiei detests being forced to live in the Ningenkai, but his worst fear is being stuck there and completely helpless. We better go back to Koenma and see if he can find Hiei."
"Hey Kurama any idea what that glowing orb actually was?" Yuskue asked as he stood up.
"I might, but I've never seen it. Koenma should have some information on it, but I hope that I am wrong." Kurama said calmly, but his emerald eyes betrayed his fear.
(Lome, NY)
Zana had decided long ago that the one thing she really hated about her town was not that it was small, but that it was in the middle of a weather nexus. It was a bright June day, finals were starting in a week, the leaves were crowned with bright green leaves and it was still cold as hell. Hitching her jacket around her more she made a grab for the thick braid she forced her corn-silk hair into and gave it a sharp tug, enjoying the pull of her hair on her scalp. Beside her a willowy girl with auburn hair giggled, amber eyes dancing with mirth.
"What in the world is so fricking funny Faeleen?" Zana asked in a dry slightly dead voice.
"Oh just watching you snuggle into your jacket. It's not that cold out you know." Faeleen skipped ahead then turned around so that she could walk backwards, facing her friend.
Zana just grumbled slightly and tried to huddle more into herself. She really couldn't stand the cold. Even though the current temperature was reading about sixty-five degrees Zana could have sworn it was around thirty. Her shrink had told her it was all in her head, she had promptly told the shrink to stuff it up his ass. Zana let out a small snort of laughter as Faeleen tripped over a crack she didn't see and fell into an ungraceful heap.
"Ow." Faeleen whined. She glared up at her friend, and then took the hand Zana had offered. "You could have warned me."
"You should have been paying attention instead of tormenting me and my aversion to the cold." Zana commented dryly.
"I was just trying to get more of a response out of you. All you do nowadays is grumble and frown." Faeleen said, concern tinting her words. "Zana it's been almost a year, you need to start moving on."
Zana was about to give her best friend the same answer she told the shrink when a strange sound made its way to her ears. Surprised she looked around, shushing Faeleen's questions. There, the sound trickled through the wind. Was it a baby's cry? Slowly Zana scanned the area. Currently they were under and overpass, shadows hid trash in the corners as last night's rain water made small river banks down to the road.
Come on, where are you? Zana thought as she strained her ears. Again the very thin wail of an infant echoed under the bridge. Finally Zana caught the slightest of movement that wasn't a paper blown by the wind. Zana sprinted the few feet to a drainage pipe and peered in.
"Holy shit." She whispered, not really trusting her eyes.
There, laying in the very cramped and filth laden pipe, was a baby, completely naked and shivering from the wet and cold. Without a second thought Zana ripped off her jacket and laid it open on her knees. Then as carefully as she could she picked the tiny babe and wrapped him in it. The second the little one touched the fabric his crying stopped. Zana gasped slightly as the youngster looked up at her with piercing red eyes, his midnight black hair was short, but stood straight up with a strange white star outline in the middle. The infant let out something between another wail and a grumble. Zana couldn't help but smile at the strange sound and the equally strange expression on the baby's face. He looked like he couldn't figure out if he wanted to scowl or keep crying.
Faeleen watched the whole display with a little unease. She didn't get a good look at the baby, but something about this seemed a little odd. Still when Zana smiled for the first time in a long time Faeleen wondered if this little tyke would help her friend. The girl watched her friend slowly stand up, afraid of disturbing the little one firmly cradled in her arms.
"Is it a boy or girl?" Faeleen asked quietly as she came closer.
"Boy." Zana replied just as softly, slowly rocking the child. "I wonder how he got here?"
Faeleen finally got a good look at the baby and gasped. "His eyes are red!"
Zana looked over her shoulder with a questioning gaze. "So?"
"He's some sort of freak. Or maybe a demon." Zana quirked and eyebrow at her friend's panic. "You should just leave that thing here. It's strange!"
Leaf green eyes quickly hardened. "And leave him to the rain and cold? Or what about animals? He's just a baby Faeleen, he can't help that he has red eyes. How does that make him a freak?"
Faeleen hopped from foot to foot. "Oh, Zana I just have a bad feeling. You should leave him here. Please!"
"No. I won't abandon him." With that Zana turned her back on her friend and marched for home.
Faeleen bit her lip in worry. Now she knew her friend was as stubborn as a mule and if she wanted to keep that baby she was going to. But if Zana wouldn't listen to her then Faeleen was going to get someone to convince her to get rid of the baby. Quickly the agitated girl caught up with her friend. Zana didn't acknowledge her friend's arrival to intent on the baby wrapped in her jacket. She didn't even notice the cold now.
