Fatal Destiny
By: Amayada
Summary: Set 3 years after the demon world tournament. Yusuke was sent to investigate on the large influx of D class demons in England. He failed and instead pulled a Kurama. Harry Potter is born. Yusuke x Kurama.
Notes: Thank you for all the reviews and all of you who are following this story! I am so happy and excited! I hope you all will keep reading the rest of the story! I am trying to finish this story as soon as possible because I know that if I stop, I will never update it again. LOL. Silly me.
For twilightserius: Thank you for your review! Love is love no matter if there is any age differences. Shrug. But the way you worded it sounds like Yoko Kurama is a pedophile. HAHA! That's a thought! You just made my day! HAHA!
For BloodMoon93: Thank you for your review! This idea is not very unique after-all since some of my favorite fanfictions surround this idea. I just couldn't find enough of them. So, decided to make one more. LOL.
Forewarning: This chapter is mostly explaining what happened to the rest of the team and such, so not much action here. Gomen (sorry).
Chapter 1
All was dark around him. He couldn't move. He felt clamped. He wanted to move. No. He needed to move.
Suddenly he could hear soothing voices, singing voices. He also felt something rubbing him, soothing him, calming him.
He could feel himself falling into a deep, deep, sleep, oblivious to the world around him.
16 years old Harry Potter had always known he was different from everybody. Well, his relatives and his scarred forehead did that job for him, but he also felt that he did not belong with the rest of society, whether it was the muggle or the wizard world. He couldn't explain the feeling. Sure, he had his best friends. Don't get him wrong, his best friends were like family to him. But, he felt that there was something missing from his life.
He felt that a part of him was missing.
He couldn't understand the feeling. He could feel his heart clamp up under his fingers when he thought about it.
He felt like part of him wanted to cry out, to relieve this frustration.
He just couldn't understand what he was feeling.
For 16 years, Kurama had finished medical school, finished his residence, and had become one of the most renowned physicians in the world. He had invented cure for incurable diseases. He had won awards after awards. His family were very proud of him. They practically shine when they talked about him in public, and out of public eyes. They were happy. His new stepfather had been successful with his business, his new stepbrother just graduated from university, his mother was very happy. Him, however, everything had been monochrome ever since Yusuke's death.
The awards meant nothing if Yusuke wasn't beside him.
His fame meant nothing if Yusuke wasn't there to support him.
He would smile for the sake of smiling, but there is no point if Yusuke wasn't there to smile with him.
He would always regret the choice that he had made.
He should not have made Yusuke go alone on that mission.
He should have insisted to go with him.
He should have …He should have …
He dropped his head in shame, in sadness, tears clouding his eyes. He should have, but he didn't. Period.
For 16 years, Hiei had been patrolling the Makai borders. He had been trying to prevent humans from crossing into Makai and preventing their deaths. It was boring. It never changes. Humans trespass, he would kick them back to Nigenkai (Human World). That's all there was to it.
He tried for the Makai tournament, but with none of his teammates present, he did not find any amusement in it.
He thought power was everything.
He had the power, but it meant nothing to him.
He looked at his hands. He didn't understand. What had happened?
For 16 years, Kuwabara had become a teacher. He found himself wondering around his old neighbourhood, reminiscing the old times. The times Urameshi would punch his face in, each and every time he tried to approach him. The times he was a punk with his gang full of pompadours. He missed the old times. He even missed the missions that they all went as a team, even though most of them ended in serious injuries. He smiled.
With that thought, he applied to be a teacher at Sariyuki Highschool, his old secondary school.
He missed the old days.
He was sure that there would be another Yusuke-wannabe in this new generation that he can help.
For 16 years, Koenma had been busy with his training as successor of the Spirit World. He had been searching up and down for a team of spirit detectives as great as his previous one. However, his search had yet to blossom any fruits. He missed his old team. Hell, he even missed Yusuke's boisterous behaviour and kept calling him pacifier breath. He missed those days. Where did it all go?
Yusuke.
He wouldn't give up his search for a spirit detective. Somehow, he knew his old one, his old friend, is still with the living even though he told the rest of the team that he was dead.
He never told them that his soul was never found. When he got to the battleground, his battered body was the only thing there. No soul. Just a hollow battered body.
He searched for his remote once more. He had to observe the human world again. He had to search for his friend's lost soul.
He looked at every part of the world, searching, hoping. He looked so intensely that he didn't even notice his grip on his remote tightened. He didn't even notice that his remote was even crackling. He knew his friend is out there somewhere. He will not give up.
