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Death101- Fox Version – Yes Youko did cause quite a bit of damage. That actually wasn't in my original script for the story, but now that that's gone I decided it would add an interesting twist to it.

Maye – Well thank you so much! I'm glad you like it so far. Yeah I don't have many reviewers but the couple I get here and there are what keep me writing this story. I lost a few though because I lost my computer for a while. Maybe I'll gain them back.

Disclaimer - I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters, that is the property of Sir Yoshihiro Togashi. Tora, Jiro, Tobsha, Sheng, and Shaga are all my characters. They are all my creations, no stealing!

Jiro stood in front of a full length mirror looking back at his reflection. His skin was sun-kissed with just a hint of color. The long scar that ran straight through his left eye, starting at his forehead and ending at his jaw line, was rough and jagged. His fingers gently brushed the tender flesh remembering the day it'd been ripped through like paper. Small wrinkles had formed around his chocolate brown eyes and at the edges of his mouth. Long ice blue hair fell lazily to the middle of his back in soft waves. The lack of sleep was apparent on his face as he turned away from the mirror. He hasn't slept in many nights, and though it's not necessary for demons to sleep every night he was starting to feel its effects.

He could feel the long hours pulling at his brain, making him some what delusional with lethargy. He took the small black ribbon and tied his thick hair back before slipping into his own world again. Jiro had thought Tora was dead for days, until a little birdie told him otherwise. At first he thought she might be staying there to scope out the competition but he'd been proven wrong quickly enough. The thought that she'd betray him made his stomach churn. Glancing down at his wounded hand he was reminded of how much trouble his anger could get him into. He would be the first to admit that it took control with an iron fist. A soft knock on the door caught his attention and pulled him from his thoughts.

"What is it?" His tone was harsh and showed no signs of the contradicting feelings that were swimming through his heart.

"Jiro everything's set up, we're waiting for you."

With a small nod he turned towards his closet, today was going to be a long eventful day and he needed to be ready. Slipping his night robe off he grabbed a pair of tight fitting pants and a long sleeved white shirt. Once both were on he added a simple black obi and a waist length indigo jacket. He slipped his boots on and he was out the door. The walk down the hallway was a quiet peaceful trip, besides the occasional bow and greeting. He blew them off like he did everyday. Most of the men that worked for him were forced from some sort of business deal. To work off a debt, to free their families from being hunted like dogs. It wasn't long before the tall elaborate doorway came into view. With a little more force than necessary he slammed the doors open and walked right to the side of his partner in crime.

"Let's get this started." A sinister smirk spread across his pale pink lips before the room erupted in laughter.

Large teal orbs blinked lazily at the scene unfolding. It wasn't a foreign scene; instead it was one she had become accustomed to over the years. A tall well built man stood at the entrance of a small house. His golden hair lined with brown shimmered in the light that flitted through the door. The bronze of his skin stood out against the boring white walls of the small home Tora had grown up in. At his side was a petite woman, her jet black hair hung to her knees in a beautiful braid. Her golden eyes were widened in fear and stood out on her beautiful pale skin. Their eyes were locked on a young man, his hair was short and pale blue. It stood up in little spikes and it wasn't long before his eyes locked on hers. After that he left their home in a hurry.

The door shut and the bronze man came to kneel in front of her. His teal orbs pried into hers with a certain warmth she couldn't understand. Her small chubby hand reached foreword to gently caress the pale blonde ears that were perched happily on top of his head. With the other hand Tora grabbed her blonde ear, before tilting her head to the side slightly. The woman rushed over in a matter of minutes and scooped her up, muttering something so low even she couldn't understand what was being said. Even at that young an age she knew something was wrong, something terribly wrong. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach, in the way the people of the village fought daily. She just didn't know why.

The woman sat her down outside with a gentle smile. "Go play for a little while pumpkin." Without a second thought Tora nodded her head before running from the house. She stopped in the river before looking down at her reflection her reflection was of a younger version of herself. She had short shoulder length hair that bobbed up and down when she walked. But for the most part she looked that same. Tora suddenly had a plan and began running down the path towards the center of town. As she ran she couldn't help but hear the sneered words that were directed towards her.

'Half breed.'

'Abomination.'

'Disgrace.'

She didn't understand what they meant, all she knew is they were talking about her. The glares she received on her way to the edge of town made her skin crawl. That all disappeared when she saw a young man at the edge of town. His back was to her but even from here she could tell it was him. "Sheng!" Her voice cut through the air quickly enough. But as he turned to look at her she noticed a man with him. His hair was short, spiky and blue.

Tora shot up in the bed and immediately regretted it. The pain that surged through her body was enough to remind her of what had happened. Her throat was dry from gasping for air so rapidly when she'd been let out of the office. Sweat lined her body as the images wouldn't remove themselves from her mind. It'd been years since she'd dreamt of her childhood…and of him. Of the man she was currently trying to remove from her mind. He'd always been like this, once he was there he wouldn't go away. Like a fly that couldn't be swatted. Rubbing the sweat from her head she noticed the rag on her pillow and was suddenly away that she wasn't in the hallway anymore. On her nightstand was a glass of water that the greedily swallowed down.

Glancing to her left she noticed the fire apparition had fallen asleep at her side. It hurt her heart that she'd be leaving such a wonderful girl behind, but this wasn't the place for her anymore. Quietly she slipped out of the bed and into her closet. Once inside she stripped off the dress and grabbed some pants. They weren't tight fit but they hugged her legs nicely. They flared out at the bottom and were a nice cream color. Then she slipped on a black tunic that tied at the side. It had a light blue trim and design running up the side of it. Her flat black shoes were already on she slipped out of her room and was in the hallway.

The moment her feet touched the tile in the hall she took off running. The looks the demons were giving her as she passed reminded her of her dream. Though she knew they were looking at her because of the dream and not because of what she was. Tora rounded a corner and immediately entered the kitchen. The staff had already gone to bed for the night which meant she'd slept longer than she'd expected to. Hopefully that meant Youko was asleep as well. She gently shoved the door open and slowly entered a garden. The sight was beautiful though from what she knew about the fox, it was probably a lot more deadly than it led on. Instead of hanging around to find out she began to try and find her way out of the winding garden. Soon enough she found a maze. How original. Even with her keen senses she could find her way around it and instead decided to enter it. At least if she got caught here she would be able to say she was only taking a walk.

The farther into the maze she wandered the more confused she became. Tora was starting to get worried as she reached what she believed was the middle. A tiny bench was perched in the center and she sat down. Might as well take a break for a minute. A cold chill suddenly raced down her spine making her eyes widen in fear. Glancing down she saw her entire body had become frozen to the bench underneath her. She struggled slightly before looking up in the bright brown eyes. The mockery that swirled in them made her stomach churn in a very unpleasant way. "Jiro." She snarled lowly through clenched teeth as she continued to try and break free. In a swift movement he was sitting next to her, his chilling hand pressed gently to her cheek.

"What kind of welcome is that Tora? Is that anyway to treat an old friend?"

Youko paced back and forth in his office; slamming his hand against the wall every time he was close enough. The shot's of pain through his hand was enough to keep him focused on the problem at hand. He'd practically almost strangled Tora, and it was really getting to him. Normally he would ignore it like he did every other problem that had to do with him acting out of instinct and not logic. It had only been a few hours earlier that Kurone had broke into the office demanding to know what had happened between the two. He knew at that moment that the decision he'd made to act rashly had affected more than just Tora and himself.

Raising his hand he felt his sore cheek, where he was sure it was still a brilliant shade of red. Her slap had hurt a lot more than he'd expected it to. That might be why he reacted the way he had, it'd caught him completely off guard. Slowly he felt his ears twitching at the sound of what seemed like rushing footsteps. He hoped that Shaga wasn't coming to lecture him as well. By the light sound they made on the floor he was sure it was her that was coming this way. Just as he'd expected a moment later the door opened revealing the frantic girl, but what came out of her lips next chilled him to the bone.

"Tora's gone."