Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Love Doesn't Always Triumph ❯ Love or PMS ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: k, I started this after I wrote the letter for my friends super sad fic, so I while I was still in a depressing mood, I wrote a letter for my own fic.

 

Love Doesn't Always Triumph

Chapter 1: Love or PMS

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho; those rights belong to its creator Yoshihiro Togashi.

 

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Lisha was a beautiful girl, she had long waist length hair that looked black, but shimmered purple. It flowed over her shoulders and down her back beautifully. Her eyes were deep pools of black that any man would get lost in. Her face was cutely round and her perfect tooth smile was always shining. She stood at exactly 5'7” and each curve in her body was where it should be, nothing too big or too small.

 

Yes, Lisha seemed to be perfect. Perfect body, perfect smile, perfect family, popular, many friends. But that perfect life was destroyed on the day of her parents' anniversary.

 

Now she sat at their wake, tears streaming down her perfect features. Her friends came in small groups to keep an eye on her and try to cheer her up, but the tears wouldn't stop. “Why?” She kept asking over and over again. They were in a car accident. A reckless drunk teenager had hit them, he survived, but Lisha's parents didn't.

 

“Lisha, please try to calm down. Your parents wouldn't want you to cry over them.” One of her friends tried to soothe. “Try to remember them the way they were, not how they are now.”

 

Lisha sniffed. “I-I know, but-but, I don't want to let g-go.” She put her head in her knees. “They can't leave me, I'm only fifteen!”

 

~Genkai's Temple~

 

“Genkai, do you have an extra room?” Botan asked.

 

Genkai looked down her hall that lead to the spare bedrooms. “I think I've got another one down here.” She walked down the hall and opened the door at the far end. “Yes, this one's open. Why?”

 

“There's been an accident. The child needs a home away from where she grew up. She'll grieve the loss, slip into depression, and eventually take her own life if we let her stay the way she is now.” Botan gripped her oar. “Her father was supposed to be the only one to die, but the mother lost her life as well.”

 

“Go ahead and bring her here. Who is the girl anyways?”

 

“Lisha, Lisha Muso.”

 

“Muso!” Genkai's eyes bugged out of her head.

 

“Yes, that's right. Muso. Genkai-sama, do you know them?”

 

Genkai nodded. “He was a good friend of mine, we'd lost touch when he had his child. I can't believe that he died. Bring her here, I'll take care of her.”

 

“Would you like to go to their wake?”

 

“Yes. Please take me there.”

 

Botan nodded. “Let's gather Kurama as well. He'll be able to work her into coming.” She opened a portal. The two girls walked through, gathered Kurama and went to where the wake was being held.

 

Lisha put her head back into her knees as her friends got up and left to their lives. Her heart was aching from the loss, and no one was helping her. Her friends' efforts only made her feel worse.

 

“Miss?”

 

Lisha looked up, tears still streaming down her cheeks. “Y-yes?” Her eyes met with beautiful emerald orbs.

 

He kneeled down and handed her a rose. “Tears don't suit you, I'm sure you have a beautiful smile, please honor me with it.”

 

She took the rose and a weak smile pinched at the corners of her mouth. “I don't even know y-you, and I'm already swooning. Who are you?”

“Minamino, Kurama.”

 

“Muso, Lisha.”

 

“Pleasure meeting you.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Genkai approached the two. “Konichiwa. I'm Genkai. I was a close friend of your fathers. I'm going to take you to my temple, is that ok?”

 

“Where is it?” Lisha asked.

 

“On the other side of the island, I'm afraid.”

“Good, I want to be as far away from these memories as possible.” She stood up. “When can we leave?”

 

“As soon as you can get packed.” Botan said behind Genkai. “Hi, I'm Botan.”

 

Lisha nodded and rushed to her room to pack. The last of the guests had left and a confused Lisha went through the portal. “This is my temple, you can have the room at the end of the hall.”

 

“Thank you Genkai-sama. Why are you doing this?” Lisha asked.

 

“Because we value your life.” She said quietly, Lisha barely picked it up. “Kurama, help her bring her things to her room.”

 

Kurama nodded. “Follow me Muso-chan.” He said grabbing her biggest suitcase.

 

“Please, just Lisha, this guy I don't much like back at my former home called me that. I don't want to remember him the most.” Lisha said, following Kurama down the hall.

 

“Very well Lisha.” Kurama stopped at the last door. “This is your room. It's not very big, but it's something.”

 

Lisha stepped into the room and smiled. “It's perfect, just a little bigger than mine.” The room consisted of a bed and desk. Above the bed, was a large window that you could see the meadow and forest. “And a perfect view.”

 

“Beautiful.”

 

“I know, it is.”

 

“I meant you.”

 

Lisha looked out the window and blushed. “Thank you.” She looked around the still empty room. “I'd better unpack, please leave so I can change.”

 

“I'll be here tomorrow, until then.” Kurama took the rose that he had given her and blew it with a light kiss. The rose became brighter and redder. “This rose will only wilt…” He turned and left.

 

“It will only wilt if what!” Lisha stuck her head out the door, but Kurama was gone. “The fist cute, no, strike that, hot guy to talk to me, and he disappears.” She walked back into the room and opened her biggest suitcase and pulled out her bed sheets. “I'm almost sixteen, and I'm still using Little Mermaid sheets (don't own).” She sighed and put the sheets on the bed. She opened the dresser and started unpacking her clothes. The only thing left out was her pajamas. A pair of cheetah print pants and a black spaghetti strap tee.

 

(A/N: the next set of Dialogue is Lisha talking to herself)

The last thing she pulled out was a picture of her and her parents only a month ago at the festival, she placed it on the desk that sat next to her bed. She smiled around the room. “Lots and lots of color, isn't it beautiful?” She plopped on her bed.

 

“Yes, very beautiful, I love color.”

 

“True, bright color brings out the happiness.”

 

“Nothing dark or dreary, try to stay happy.” She lay down on her bed and pulled up the covers.

 

“I won't forget them, just move on. Here I can start a new life.”

 

“New life, with that hot Kurama.”

 

Lisha blushed at her last comment. “Yes, let's hope he can love me.”

 

“Am I falling in love?”

 

“I think I am, this is a different feeling.”

 

“Before, I've only felt lust.”

 

“Or it could be PMS.”

 

“No, I was on my period last week, it's not PMS.” She rolled over and snuggled into her sheets.

 

“Mother, the one time I really need you, and you're gone, I'm going to miss them.”

 

“Don't grieve too long, or Kurama won't be interested anymore.”

 

A few tears slicked down her face and she fell asleep, unaware of the tragedy of years to come.

 

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