me: Yeah another chapter! I won against the writer's block...AGAIN!!!!
Raytora:looks at chapter I'm not in this one...therefore it sucks.
me:slaps him it does not!
Raytora: Ouch, you hit me...last chapter you tried to cuddle me to death! You freak!
me: You're such a jerk. starts hitting Raytora
Raytora: You not the greatest person yourself! hits back
Suzaku: This could get ugly... well read and review!
me:pauseing beating Raytora And?
Suzaku: Shikokudarkstar does not own YYH or their characters. She owns Raytora and any other OCs that come along.
Chapter 3: The key to Hope and Death
Yusuke was sulking in class, waiting for it to be over. This was all Kuwabara's fault; if he had kept a better hold on the snow haired fugitive then they wouldn't be suffering the wraith of Koenma or anyone else. They had almost had the little freak, but Kuwabara had to be startled by his demonic display of power. And as fate would have it both fugitives got away and disappeared into darkness. Yusuke looked at Kurama, whom was at the time sitting next to him. Kurama had transferred schools a month earlier and was now in almost all his classes with either Kuwabara or Yusuke. Kurama simply ignored his teammate and continued to write. He had heard Yusuke's view on the matter tons of times and preferred not to hear it again.
Yusuke looked back to the door. One minute it was clear...the next it full of a face that had crashed into it or really slammed into it. Yusuke winced at the sight of it. Unfortunately the teacher took notice of him not the door.
"Mr. Uramshi, I know you don't like Language Arts but that look is unacceptable." The teacher scoffed.
A student raised their hand, "But teacher, there was a boy getting slammed into the window of the door."
The teacher opened the door and stuck her head out. It was then she saw a blonde spiky haired boy with a light purple sock hat on, sitting on the floor, close to the door but far enough not to get hit. He looked up at her and smiled, handing her his admission pass. She read it opening the door and dragging him inside. "Students, this is your new classmate Bud... I'm sorry how do you pronounce it?" She asked turning to the distracted boy.
He turned his head from the floor and scanned her face with his silvery eyes, "Call me Bud. It's a lot easier and faster to say." His voice seemed to pierce through the woman, causing her to stutter.
"Why of course. You shook sit next to Yusuke." She pointed to the seat.
Bud sat next to Yusuke, his silver eyes telling an unreadable message. As soon as he looked away, class was over. Bud stretched and looked at the clock, "Yusuke, when do you normally have lunch?"
Yusuke shrugged, "We have that next then was go home. Why?"
Bud smiled, "May I sit by you at lunch? I get lost easily in buildings, among other things." He turned his head to look out the window, and on his neck was a bruise...a bruise that was in the shape of a fist.
"Of course you may sit with us. We can also show you to the cafeteria." Kurama said rather pleasantly.
Bud's face visibly lightened, "Really? Thanks."
Kurama nodded as he started off, and naturally Yusuke and Bud followed. Once in the cafeteria they found their seats next to Kuwabara.
"Lunch is on me, I wanted to thank you guys for not getting mad at me." Kuwabara smiled dumbly.
Bud looked at a napkin he suddenly found interesting and started to rip it into neat triangles. When he felt his head being patted he winced, and looked at Yusuke who was sitting next to him. He blinked and smiled weakly, "Yes?"
Kurama answered for him, "What would you like to eat Bud?"
"I'll have ramen." Bud smiled. He was somewhat surprised at how the gang excepted him, at least for now. They'll hate me when I tell them. He sighed. But I HAVE to it's my job as a phoenix for the tournament. My life sucks...
A bowl was placed in front of him, waking him from is thoughts. He stared at it a moment before picking up his eating utensil. He ate slowly and felt the eyes of the gang on him.
"Wow, you eat really slow." Yusuke noted.
Bud shrugged, "It's not often I get a nice warm meal..." He pointed to his ramen, "I haven't had ramen in ten years. It also feels good to be safe."
"You feel safe with us?" Kurama chuckled, he suspected Bud to be a demon from the beginning but now he was sure.
Bud nodded, "Yep, you did after all win the tournament..." He frowned looking ashamed, "my family runs another tournament, the Phoenix Down...and my father has ask you be there."
Yusuke sighed, "And we have to come?"
"I'm afraid so...but it is a little different. I'll tell you more later...I bell's about to ring." Bud stood and walked off.
He looked around once he was outside, they could be watching, his brother's gang. Why did his brother hate his so? What made people want to kill him? But then again, why did he have to be a phoenix? Why did he have to summon the dead? He didn't want to fight. In fact he couldn't fight; he never liked the thought of hurting another person.
Bud started on his way; he had lived inside a tree for a while. He walked toward the park and walked carefully...until... SNAP! His leg was caught inside a bear trap, it's teeth digging into his leg.
"Master will be pleased. I caught a phoenix kitsune, their coat's are worth millions." A greedy little voice sniggered.
Bud had unintentionally turned into demonic animal form; a red fox with five tails and flame red phoenix wings. He would have to do something to the weedy, blue demon in front of him. He did the only thing he could do...screech. The call of the phoenix kitsune was unique, he only hoped it would attract help...and not his brother.
Bud: you guys are so mean!
Raytora:shrugs your life sucks dude.
me: Ray-Ray! Be nice!
Raytora: Nice is outdated.
me: Grrrrr...Raytora!!! starts punching him...again
Bud: Guys...
Raytora: If you weren't a girl, you'd be dead.
me: Liar, you don't like the thought of killing.
Raytora: so doesn't mean I can't.
Bud: Guys...
Suzaku: R&R and blah blah blah.