Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Cherry Blossoms ❯ Cherry Blossoms ( Chapter 1 )

Mukuro5: So this is my new story. This thought just came to me and it seemed like it would be an interesting fanfiction.

 

Summary: Cherry is a 15-year-old teen girl. She was Karasu, the Quest Class demon we all love, in a former life. She has the memories of when she was Karasu but not the powers. She has lived a more or less peaceful life. At age 12 she moved from California, USA to Japan. This is when she meets the one person that could change her whole new life upside down.

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Chapter 1: A New Life Comes To An End

 

“Mother! Mother!” yelled a toddler's voice.

 

A young girl with glazed fire hair and piercing blue eyes came running up to a woman wearing a blue summer dress with a yellow flower pattern. As the girl stopped in front of the women her pink dress, which fell to her knees, twilled slightly as she moved her mid-back hair out of her face. She was caring a hand full of daises and wild flowers.

 

“These are for you, Mother. They're a gift. Happy Mother's Day,” explained the young child.

 

The women bent down so that she was eye level with the girl. Her blond hair fell over her shoulders as she took the bouquet. A smile came across the young girl's face as the women rubbed her hair gently.

 

“Thank you, Cherry. How sweet of you,” said the older woman.

 

“You're welcome, Mother,” Cherry answered.

 

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“I told my mother I hate pigtails and that daisy covered dress. She still made me wear both today. I cut my hair shoulder length as a way to avoid pigtails yet she found a way to get it to work,” said a teenage girl with glazed fire hair, soft blue eyes, wearing a red midriff shirt and lower rider jeans.

 

“So what are you going to do when you go home and your mother sees you with your hair down and wearing that outfit, Cherry?” asked a brunet haired girl.

 

“I'll put my hair back up and throw the dress over this before I get home,” Cherry answered.

 

Cherry placed her jeans in her jean pockets as she stared up at the sky. The four girls that were following her continued to talk as Cherry let her mind wonder.

 

“Two more days till Mother's Day. Maybe I should get Mother some flowers,” Cherry thought.

 

“Did you hear? A new plant store opened up last month. I hear there are some really cute flowers there,” said the brunet.

 

“Really? Cookie, that's great,” said a blond girl.

 

“Where is it?” Cherry asked as she brought her gaze from the sky to her friend.

 

“Actually, it's five doors down form your house. Anyways. Today's your birthday, right? What are you going to do? You're fifteen now,” Cookie answered.

 

“Mother wanted to make me a special dinner. I figure I'll just stay home and do whatever my parents want.”

 

Cherry looked back up at the sky. She gave a slight mental sigh. “How did I end up like this? When did my life become so monotonous? I used to be a strong demon. A demon from the Quest class nonetheless. I was feared. Now I'm a girl who would do anything to protect my family. So much for the great Karasu. Guess that's what happens when you get reincarnated,” Cherry thought.

 

To Cherry it was weird. She hadn't thought about her past life since elementary. The name Karasu, the life that he lived, seemed to be a distant dream now. Cherry was happy being around her family and friends. The former life she led as Karasu lost its attraction. She was content with this laid back life she led now.

 

“Sorry, guys. I'm going to run by that flower shop and grab something for Mother's Day. See you tomorrow,” Cherry said as she took off running down the sidewalk.

 

Cherry continued to run until a sign that read `Flower Shop' came into view. As she got closer to the shop she let a laugh slip out. Cookie wasn't exaggerating like she normally did. The flower shop was literally five doors down from her home.

 

Cherry entered the small store. Flowers and plants of all kinds lined the walls. She walked over to the roses and daisies. She spent several minutes looking through the many, many types of flowers.

 

“Okay. I'll get two daisies, one rose, and…Maybe I should get some wild flowers,” Cherry said to herself as she grabbed two yellow daisies and a pink rose.

 

So after another several minutes Cherry got some wild flowers. She stared at the flowers she picked as she walked up to the counter at the back of the shop. She had a smile on her face as she placed the flowers on the checkout counter but she kept her hands on them.

 

“Is this all for you?” came a calm male voice.

 

Cherry lost her smile as she brought her gaze up to the owner of the voice. She started to shake a bit as she stared at the man in front of her. His emerald green eyes complimented his long, firry red hair.

 

“Kurama?” Cherry thought in shock.

 

“Are you okay, Miss?” asked the storeowner.

 

Cherry let go of the flowers and ran out of the shop as fast as she could. The man watched her with some surprise. He picked up the flowers left on the counter and came around to the front of the counter.

 

“What a strange girl,” he said he went to place the flowers back.

 

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As Cherry got to her house tears started to stream down her face. She could almost kill herself for crying for no good reason.

 

“Cherry,” came a woman's voice from the front door of the house Cherry was standing in front of.

 

Cherry whipped the tears away with the sleeve of her shirt. She walked up to the stoop that lead to the house with a sad smile. Once Cherry got to the door a woman with long blond hair embraced her.

 

“What's wrong, sweetheart? Today's you're birthday. You should be happy,” said Cherry's mother.

 

“It's nothing. I just got a little shaken up. It's okay now. Don't worry,” Cherry answered.

 

Cherry and her mother walked into the house. Cherry's mother sat her daughter down in a chair in the kitchen.

 

“When did you change your clothes?” she asked all of the sudden as she scanned her daughter from toe to head.

 

“Umm…During school. Sorry,” Cherry answered, lowing her head so she was staring at her black high-heeled boots.

 

“Since it's your birthday I'll forgive you.”

 

“Mother, I'm sorry but I'm not very hungry. I'm just really tired. I know you spent all day cooking but…”

 

“I understand. I'll make you a plate though. You can eat it whenever you get hungry, okay?”

 

“Thank you, Mother.”

 

Cherry got to her feet and walked out of the kitchen. She walked over to a carpeted staircase by the front door. As she got to the top of the stairs she heard her mother taking plates out of the cabinets.

 

“I'm sorry, Mother, but this cannot involve you. I know hiding things from you hurts you but I just can't involve you in this. This is something I have to do,” Cherry thought as she opened her door.