Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Fox and a Half ❯ One Last Moment ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Kuramas_kitsune99 
As time goes by, Yuki realizes she won't be alone in the world...
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.30.2005 | Updated On: 08.03.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 434 | Status: Completed
As time goes by, Yuki realizes she won't be alone in the world...
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.30.2005 | Updated On: 08.03.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 434 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH. A/N: I deleted my past fics "Mika's Story" and "Suzaku's Revenge" so I could add them to the fic in later chapters.
A few days had passed with Katsuro training me consistanly. Strength, defense, speed, my senses... every part of my body seemed to need improvement. We had just finished training my body to control changing between demon and human. Most importantly of all, he said, I needed a weapon. Katsuro let me take a break to ponder while he set up for target practice. I sat there in the garden wondering about what my weapon would be. Normally I wouldn't think about even touching a blade... but now as I find a way to live in this land full of blood-thirsty demons who would love to have me in their gut, I have to find a way to defend myself. I fingered a white rose among the flowers, softly caressing every petal. I picked it and remembered a story my father told me about how he met mother...
He told me he would occasionally wander pass a village on his daily hunt. It was there he saw my mother, Natsumi. She always seemed to have a single white rose in her hair each day. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair was as dark as the midnight sky and her eyes were a rich dark brown. He couldn't help but come watch her from the trees each day. He needed to stay out of sight as he did not want to frighten her. One fateful day, he followed her when she was on her way to gather some herbs. A snake demon leaped out of the nearby bush and attacked her. He reacted without barely thinking. He had to protect her even if she would fear him; he just wanted her safe. The snake was eventually killed and as he turned around, Natsumi was still there. She seemed to be in awe and maybe even fond of him. A year later they had me, and my father said when I was born, I looked as beautiful as fresh winter snow... thus calling me Yuki.
I wished my mother was still alive so I could know what she was like... I wished my father could tell me more... I wished that I could have been strong enough to do something about his death... As these thoughts raced through my mind, the white rose I held started to glow. Before I knew it, it had transformed into a sword. I almost stumbled with the weight but was soon able to keep it in my grasp. Katsuro saw this and said, "It looks like we have a little warrior don't we?" He smiled while stating that it was time for target practice. Later he had to train me to fight with a sword properly. It made me wonder what Youko was doing right now...
~Youko's POV~
I barely escaped after a sucessful robbery to collect payment for that greedy half-neko. He was lucky I left him with his life seeing as how Yuki would be a staple in my pursuit of the few artifacts locked away in human world. Being a child, it would increase her chances of sucess... if she didn't slip up. Katsuro is the only one suitable to train her, being the mangy half-breed he is. The things I do for wealth...
~Yuki's POV~
I was exhausted as the rose went back into normal form as I placed it in my hair. I checked my reflection in the river. The rose complemented my sky blue kimono. The sun set into the horizon of the fiery orange sky. There were so many days left to go and I considered that Katsuro seemed like a close friend rather than my mentor. Maybe it's because we're both half-demons, or maybe it's just a bond we share but every time I looked at him his grin seemed to have a calming effect on me. I was curious about the possibility of any survivors of that giant bird demon, or maybe they all perished as I made my way to safety. I made my way back to my room and lazily plopped myself onto a futon. In my unconcious state I dozed off...
I wandered in the darkness, hearing someone call my name. I tried to go towards the voice... "Yuki... come Yuki..." I knew that voice, but was it who I thought it was? As I moved closer, a ray of light in the distance seemed to get brighter. I found myself in the arms of my father. "Daddy?" He held me close and said, "Yuki, even though I can't be near you, my spirit is always watching. I'll still protect you no matter what because I love you, always remember that." I hugged him tight, never wanting to let go, to lose him again. He gave me one last kiss on my forehead as I lost my grip on him. "Yuki, I have to go. Stay strong, I'll always be right by your side." "Daddy, I don't want you to go yet!" "Goodbye..." His image was slowly fading away as I tried to run towards him. "Please... don't go!"
I awoke swiftly, seeing nothing but the stars in the window. It was only a dream, but I knew that perhaps right now, my father was watching over me. He was the only thing I had left in the world, the only person who cared. I laid my head down to rest, my pillow soaked in either tears or sweat. I remembered his words, trusting that he will protect me again, as I slept peacefully throughout the night.
To the few people who reviewed, you're too kind. I appreciate the praise. Now if only more people would review... R&R
A few days had passed with Katsuro training me consistanly. Strength, defense, speed, my senses... every part of my body seemed to need improvement. We had just finished training my body to control changing between demon and human. Most importantly of all, he said, I needed a weapon. Katsuro let me take a break to ponder while he set up for target practice. I sat there in the garden wondering about what my weapon would be. Normally I wouldn't think about even touching a blade... but now as I find a way to live in this land full of blood-thirsty demons who would love to have me in their gut, I have to find a way to defend myself. I fingered a white rose among the flowers, softly caressing every petal. I picked it and remembered a story my father told me about how he met mother...
He told me he would occasionally wander pass a village on his daily hunt. It was there he saw my mother, Natsumi. She always seemed to have a single white rose in her hair each day. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair was as dark as the midnight sky and her eyes were a rich dark brown. He couldn't help but come watch her from the trees each day. He needed to stay out of sight as he did not want to frighten her. One fateful day, he followed her when she was on her way to gather some herbs. A snake demon leaped out of the nearby bush and attacked her. He reacted without barely thinking. He had to protect her even if she would fear him; he just wanted her safe. The snake was eventually killed and as he turned around, Natsumi was still there. She seemed to be in awe and maybe even fond of him. A year later they had me, and my father said when I was born, I looked as beautiful as fresh winter snow... thus calling me Yuki.
I wished my mother was still alive so I could know what she was like... I wished my father could tell me more... I wished that I could have been strong enough to do something about his death... As these thoughts raced through my mind, the white rose I held started to glow. Before I knew it, it had transformed into a sword. I almost stumbled with the weight but was soon able to keep it in my grasp. Katsuro saw this and said, "It looks like we have a little warrior don't we?" He smiled while stating that it was time for target practice. Later he had to train me to fight with a sword properly. It made me wonder what Youko was doing right now...
~Youko's POV~
I barely escaped after a sucessful robbery to collect payment for that greedy half-neko. He was lucky I left him with his life seeing as how Yuki would be a staple in my pursuit of the few artifacts locked away in human world. Being a child, it would increase her chances of sucess... if she didn't slip up. Katsuro is the only one suitable to train her, being the mangy half-breed he is. The things I do for wealth...
~Yuki's POV~
I was exhausted as the rose went back into normal form as I placed it in my hair. I checked my reflection in the river. The rose complemented my sky blue kimono. The sun set into the horizon of the fiery orange sky. There were so many days left to go and I considered that Katsuro seemed like a close friend rather than my mentor. Maybe it's because we're both half-demons, or maybe it's just a bond we share but every time I looked at him his grin seemed to have a calming effect on me. I was curious about the possibility of any survivors of that giant bird demon, or maybe they all perished as I made my way to safety. I made my way back to my room and lazily plopped myself onto a futon. In my unconcious state I dozed off...
I wandered in the darkness, hearing someone call my name. I tried to go towards the voice... "Yuki... come Yuki..." I knew that voice, but was it who I thought it was? As I moved closer, a ray of light in the distance seemed to get brighter. I found myself in the arms of my father. "Daddy?" He held me close and said, "Yuki, even though I can't be near you, my spirit is always watching. I'll still protect you no matter what because I love you, always remember that." I hugged him tight, never wanting to let go, to lose him again. He gave me one last kiss on my forehead as I lost my grip on him. "Yuki, I have to go. Stay strong, I'll always be right by your side." "Daddy, I don't want you to go yet!" "Goodbye..." His image was slowly fading away as I tried to run towards him. "Please... don't go!"
I awoke swiftly, seeing nothing but the stars in the window. It was only a dream, but I knew that perhaps right now, my father was watching over me. He was the only thing I had left in the world, the only person who cared. I laid my head down to rest, my pillow soaked in either tears or sweat. I remembered his words, trusting that he will protect me again, as I slept peacefully throughout the night.
To the few people who reviewed, you're too kind. I appreciate the praise. Now if only more people would review... R&R