Title: Who is She?
Fandom: BTVS, Yu Yu Hakusho
Pairing/Characters: Koenma, Xander
Prompt: Death
Drabble #: 75
Date: June 8, 2012
Word count: 217
Next pairing: Choji, Naruto
AN: I figured that I needed to state a few rules to request a story from me.
1) I rarely do het. Rarely people. Though if I like the pairing, I will do so.
2) Keep the prompts to one or two words. Stay away from the long ass prompts.
3) If I don't like the pairing and I say no to it, don't complain. I'll drop all your pairings.
4) You can request up to five (5) at any one time. I don't promise to be fast though.
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That is all.
Blinking at the teen like God, Xander sighed and closed his eyes. His body pulled with aches that no person of 20 should feel, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. "So I died." His words are soft and unsurprised, Koenma humming softly.
"Yeah, you died, Xander-san. Does your body hurt?" Koenma asked, sitting down next to the prone form.
"Yeah. Feels like I went ten rounds with Mike Tyson as his personal punching bag," Xander snorted, getting a low laugh from the God as he reached out and stroked over the dark head. "That feels kinda good."
"It's because I'm pushing a bit of my power into your body to heal the pain of being forced into the Spirit world," the God explained, getting a soft smile from the man. "You weren't supposed to die until you were much older, after finding your mate and adopting a new generation of protectors."
"You guys didn't take into account Willows intent on keeping me the useless one," Xander stated, opening his eyes and getting a small soft, smile.
"No, the ones who outlined your path didn't see that happening. She wasn't even supposed to be your friend. We don't even have a real Willow Rosenburg in our archives," Koenma admitted, getting a surprise.
"Then who the hell is she?"