Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Fanning the flames of dissent ❯ Prologue: it begins ( Chapter 1 )

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“It's a shame really…”

He swallowed, dark eyes fixed on the crimson orbs in front of him. The human stepped backwards until he felt the cool stone of the ally wall at his back; He was going to die. That was it, plain and simple. Sure, he hadn't lived the BEST of lives…but he hadn't done anything to deserve being killed over!!...right?

The demoness placed a hand on his shoulder. There was a look of apology on her face. “You had potential, I am truly sorry.” Flames from her fingertips enveloped the human. He didn't even have time to scream. Ashes collected in a smoldering pile on the trash coated ground at her feet… only to be picked up seconds later by the wind. The boy's name had been Hitawa Kyosuke. A thirteen year old student at Sarayashki middle school he was one of the few `decent' students that that the school had managed to produce…and now he was dead.

“Aw…don't look so down Houka-cha~an. It's just a human after all…” A slit-eyed boy, with a shock of green hair and a single horn in the middle of his forehead grinned down at her. “It's not like its existence MATTERED.” She pushed him away and glared.

“All existence matters Yoshitaro,” Houka replied curtly. “No one deserves to have it ended in such a fashion.”

The lizard yokai sneered. His partner was a sentimental fool… powerful as hell but a fool just the same.

“Y'know…it's an attitude like that that got you into this jam in the first place.” He waggled a finger. “Some people just never learn.”

“SHUT UP!” Reaching up, (Houka was a very short person,) she grabbed onto his collar and brought Yoshitaro down to his knees. “Shut up now before I make you SCREAM and BEG me for your quick demise!” The temperature within about a five foot radius became uncomfortably hot, and sparks flickered of her dual toned red and gold hair. If looks could kill the green haired demon would have been in his grave a thousand times over. Instead of being afraid, he simply smirked.

“Well what are you waiting for spit-fire? DO IT! I dare you.”

Houka grit her teeth, but dropped him. She knew well what would happen if she didn't. Yoshitaro laughed at her. “That's what I thought. You goody-goody little-“

The demoness turned, balled fist, and punched him in the nose hard enough to dent the building with his body. He sat there for a moment…stunned.

“I said shut up.” Houka said quietly “Now stop catching flies and get up…we have three more targets today.”

“R-ri-right…” He nodded, scrambling to his feet to follow her.

 

 

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It was a hot summer day, the kind of day that really made Yusuke start to regret his current choice of careers. The Ramen shop was packed to bursting, and Keiko picked NOW of all times to get sick! Not that it was her fault. Yusuke could have really used her help though. The ex-Spirit detective was having trouble keeping up with orders.

`Dammit! I survived everything spirit world had to throw at me only to die of friggin' heat stroke! Toddler's probably laughing his ass off right now…' Yusuke thought glumly. Some on the customers were growing impatient and becoming quite loud. This in turn got Yusuke's famous temper going.

“ Hold your horses dammit! Let me think!!” He snapped “So that was two orders of Miso, five Shio, eight Tonkotsu, and twelve ShÅyu…I SAID WAIT!!”

“Tch, typical Urameshi…can't even handle paying customers.” A tall college student with short, curly hair done in the tough-guy fashion, shook his head with a `knowing' smirk. Yusuke shot him a dirty look.

“Either shut the hell up and do something useful or get the hell out Kuwabara! Can't you see how swamped this place is?!”

“Alright! I'm leavin' jeeze… I just came by to tell yeah Kurama wanted to see us by his place after you close up!”

Yusuke looked confused.

“Kurama? Why does he-?”

“Young man! Are you going to keep us waiting all day?” An elderly customer demanded.

“Sorry! Be with you in just a second! ...I'll see you then.” He nodded to Kuwabara before scrambling to take care of the customers.

Kuwabara, confident that he had done his job, left the ramen shop.