Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Change of Hands ❯ A Fairy Tale ( Prologue )

 

Atheria: Hello… So this story takes place about 1,000 years before Yuesuke and the gang arrives on the scene. It's kind of a prequel to my next stories so ppl don't feel like you missed something. You know like when you read a sequel without the first reading the original and you're all lost and stuff. So read and review.

A Fairy Tale

 

Two men ran silently and swiftly through the forest under growth. Clutching a bejeweled item in his arms, the furthest ahead of the two men moved the foliage out of the way directly in front of them, only to close the opening to slow their pursuers.

 

“ How much longer do you think they will follow us?” the further back of the two asked in a deep rumble of a whisper.

 

“Don't know” the first said gasping for breath, “We've been running for six hours, you'd think they'd be tired by now.”

 

“Well I'm not tired, so why should they be tired?” The second man responded.

 

“You're lungs are twice the size of mine and I've been doing all the work of moving all those plants.” Just then the two rushed through another opening, temporarily lighting their figures, only to have it once again disappear behind them.

 

“ You know it's harder for me to run than it is to fly, so why are you complaining again?” The second and now obviously larger of the two countered.

 

“ All I'm saying is you'd think they would just-” Smaller of the two stopped short in movement and in speech as a cliff suddenly materialized out of the brush in front of him.

 

“Okay so we're out of forest. Any bright ideas?” the smaller spoke with a smile. Taking the hint, the taller of the two backed away from the edge and back into the forest. The smaller man followed and a long silence permutated the area. Suddenly, the pair burst out of the woods and over the cliff. After a sew seconds of freefalling, the taller extended a pair of large, deep black , wings and soared off well away from their pursuers' reach.

 

“Now why didn't we do this in the first place? It's so much easier than running.” The smaller said smugly.

 

“Maybe for you, you're not the one doing all the work” the taller breathed in a low growl.

 

“Well, you were the one complaining about running. I thought you would be happy for the change.” the shorter replied.

 

“I would be if you weren't so heavy.” the taller replied playfully.

 

“Come on, enough time has passed already. If we don't get back to the lair soon the others will start worrying.” the shorter said, abruptly ending their banter.

 

“Yoko, when has that ever been I concern to you?” the taller said to his silver haired friend.” Well never but Jaka's cooking dinner, and I love his… well whatever he makes. Besides, Kuronue after all that running and complaining you'd think you'd be hungry.” Kuronue let out hearty, deep laugh.

 

“Yoko, you know I'm always hungry.” the two continued on is silence before landing in a clearing in a valley the cliff was facing.

 

“Alright, we're here. So do you mind getting off me?”

 

“Oh but Kuro, You haven't given me a piggy back in so long, and my feet are tired from all that running.” Yoko said while clutching Kuronue's back tightly.

 

“Get off…” Kuronue growled while shoving Yoko to the ground. Yoko landed a few feet away; farther than he could have been thrown. He cast a playful look in his friends' direction before stepping forward to stand in front of a glen. He placed his palms facing the wall of trees and concentrated. The trees shuddered and with a creak moved away from the opening they were hiding. With a sort of bow, Yoko offered to let Kuronue enter first. Kuronue rushed forward quickly followed by Yoko. The pair walked forward into a group of demons. The laughter and talking stopped when the pair entered the clearing.

 

“Hey, guys welcome back. What took ya' so long?” Everyone turned and faced Jakarda.

 

“We ran into some trouble on the way back. It's too bad they can't fly.” Yoko spoke while walking in his partners in crime's direction.

 

“What are you talking about you can't fly either!” Kuronue yelled in his direction while rubbing his back. Yoko flashed a smile back at him and sat on a rock near the fire.

 

“So what's for dinner Jaka?” Jaka smiled in return,

 

“I thought you'd be more interested in availing us of your recent exploits of the last few months. “ Oh well, since you insist…” Yoko started while Kuronue took a seat next to him. Yoko began an exaggerated and fanciful story of the last few months of his life with special embellishments for the heist that just took place. The demons laughed and took it in good stride knowing he was purposefully exaggerating for their amusement.

 

“Alright, enough about the now. We were having a conversation about why the Prince of Spirit World hates Kuronue so much before we left last time. Kuro, why don't you continue with the story?” Jaka offered to get the spotlight off of Yoko.

 

“Yes well, I don't quite remember where I was so I suppose I'll have to start from the beginning.” Kuronue glanced around the fire, and seeing no objects began again. “It was a dark and stormy night. The kind that makes you bunker down away from the gloom, the ones that all good myths start with…”