Kuwabara stomped down the sidewalk in his neighborhood. His mother had been bothering him about inviting Urameshi over for the past two weeks. Why she was so insistent, Kuwabara couldn't understand. It wasn't like Urameshi was his friend, he was a rival. You didn't invite rivals over to your house to play. It just wasn't right.
So Kuwabara had come outside to get away for a few minutes, though he wasn't allowed to go outside his neighborhood, and heaven help him if he set foot on the road. It didn't matter whether or not his mother saw him do it, if he disobeyed the rules she just knew. She called it her 'mother's intuition'. Whatever it was, it worked.
Kuwabara was dutifully sticking to the sidewalk when a sudden chill overtook him, making him pause. A tickly feeling ran up and down his spine. Scared for no discernible reason, Kuwabara looked around. A shadowy half-seen something moved at the edge of his vision, and Kuwabara bolted back to his house as fast as his legs would carry him. He was so desperate to make it to the safety of the house, that he didn't notice Shizuru in the front yard and ran right into her.
"Kazuma, you idiot, what do you think you're doing?" Shizuru snapped.
Kuwabara looked up at her, fighting tears. "There was a-a-" He wasn't even sure what to call what he'd seen.
A look of understanding crossed Shizuru's face, and she glanced in the direction Kuwabara had come from. "Come on," she said, taking his hand, and pulling him behind the house. "We need to talk."
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