Disclaimer: Do not own, blah, blah, blah. You know the rest. If you don't just read the first chapter.

A/n: About the summary…um…yeah. Well I suck. You see what it's trying to say is that this girl (her name will be revealed in time) already knew Hiei and the others. Now though her memory kinda sucks. Wanna know why? Well ya gotsta read on. Anyway, there is gonna be a prequel to this, but I just haven't written it. Damn writers block! See I had this story all mapped out. The prequel was kinda fuzzy though. Yeah. So when I finally get around to that this story will probably make more sense. For know though just work with me here.

Chapter 2: Waken Up Today

The figure let out a yawn as she sat up in bed. Her muscles ached from the lack of use, so she reached towards her ceiling. With her eyes closed still from sleep, she stretched her muscles awake.

Even aster she was loose an limber, her eyes remained in their closed state. She wasn't quite ready to greet the sunlight that snaked through her window panes. Still she greeted its warmth with a sleepy smile.

Ever so slowly, her eyes creaked open. Sunlight instantly hit her exposed pupils and she blinked, trying to get use to this new view. Another yawn escaped her dry lips, but this one had less magnitude.

Unable to gather up the will to get herself out of bed, she simply sat there as seconds passed. Rubbing the still leftover sleep from her now fully open eyes, she finally decided to start her day.

She turned and dangled her slender legs off the side of her crumpled bed. Her bare feet touched the cold floor, causing a shiver to tickle its way up her spine. Her toes searched the bare floorboards for her slippers. Once she felt them ,she curled her toes around the plush material and pulled the slippers to her. After her feet could fully reach them, she slipped her feet into the soft footwear.

Instantly, warmth touched her toes. It spread up her feet and hit her ankles. It was amazing what warm feet could do to a person's just woken up mood. She already felt better now that she was warm.

She shuffled her way over to her closet to find something to wear. After opening the doors, she let out an annoyed sigh. Nothing seemed to instantly jump out at her which made it harder to choose an outfit.

She growled at the drab wardrobe. Without really concentrating, she pulled out a pair of worn jeans that looked as if they had been pulled through a shredder, and her black, hooded sweatshirt. She closed the doors rather forcefully and they bounced back open a creak. She just grumbled low and deep, and walked over to her old, oak bureau.

The top draw creaked as she reached in and pulled out a t-shirt. She looked at it for a few seconds to make sure it matched before closing the drawer gently. It was only a plain, white shirt, but it suited her just fine. She scratched her head, yawned, and walked out the bedroom door.

Down the hallway, she went and entered the bathroom. She flipped the light on its lowest setting and headed to the shower faucet. She turned the cold, metal handle marked with a big, red H and water made its way out the spicket.

She undressed slowly and carefully, allowing the water to heat up. After checking the water with the palm of her hand, she switched the knob to shower. The curtain was pulled back as she stepped in. She closed it around her and let the water take its toll on her body.

The heated droplets made their way down her body and into the drain below. The process had a calming effect on her. She bathed in silence as the water awaked her every fibers. She lathered the smooth conditioner as slowly as possible to enjoy the sensation on her scalp. With the conditioner fully rinsed out and her body now clean, she was contented for the moment.

She sighed when she realized she had to get out. She had been in there long enough. If she stayed for more time then she would probably be late. She let the water soothe her for a few more seconds before turning it off.

A towel hung on a rack beside the toilet and she grabbed it. Wrapping it around her, she rung out her long, white hair. She combed through it gently with her fingers before grabbing the real thing.

After all the knots were loose from her hair, she pulled on her clothes. She was careful not to get too many droplets on her jeans. She pulled the sweatshirt over her soaked hair. It fell down on her back and she walked out the door. She didn't even bother to turn on the fan to clear away the fog on the mirror.

Back in the bedroom, she grabbed her keys and left. She walked down the stairs to the front door. She slipped on her black sneakers which were quite muddy, and opened the door. Turning around, she locked the door behind her. Then she was off.

Instantly she sensed eyes watching her back. It felt like the same presence from the night before. Yesterday when she was walking home in the rain, she had felt those same eyes. Still nothing had attacked her. Once she thought something was about to, but it vanished in an instant.

She simply shrugged her shoulders, ignored it, and continued walking. She was headed to the library. Today was a Saturday so she was in no rush. Still she didn't want to be late to meet someone there.

Her walk took only a few minutes and soon she was standing in front of a grand building. The building was old, it had stood there for quite a few decades. She didn't know exactly when it was built. Neither did she care.

Pigeons lined the roof and perched upon the many ledges. The roof had been repaired only a few years before, but already tiles were falling. The statues perched alongside the pigeons were crumbling as well. She took no mind and entered the library.

Her footsteps seemed to echo in the quiet place. Right in front of her hung a sign that read: Please be kind and keep your voice down. Thanks!. People around her appeared to obey the sign and only hushed voices were heard.

She ignored the others around her and headed to a back table. A figure sat at the very place she headed to. She greeted them with one of her cheerful smiles and said hello.

"Why good morning, Sazumi!" the figure said.

"What's so good about it, Kurama?" Sazumi shot back.

A/n: Yay! It's finally done! I finished chapter two! See my stupid computer was accidentally unplugged and I forgot to save. So yeah, I lost it all. Then I had to retype it. Arrggh! That took me forever. But it is done. Anyway, I need reviews pwease! Ideas are welcome as well. See ya'll next chapter!