Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Our Fathers ❯ Chapter 1

This story is in one of my OCs POV's, one for each detective. I hope you like it. This whole story is a death fic. No one dies but there are funerals.

Chapter 1

A man about twenty five stood behind an alter as everyone dried tears as they looked at a casket that a once great man was in. Signing the man began to speak.

*I woke up cryin' late at night - when I was very young
I had dreamed my father - had passed away and gone
My world revolved around him - I couldn't lie there anymore
So I made my way down the mirrored hall and tapped upon his door.

And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid!
How would I go on, with you gone that way?
Don't wanna cry anymore
So may I stay with you?"*

"When I was little I always believed I wouldn't have my father one day. When I told my parents they told me I was being silly, that they would always be with me as long as I loved them. Back then they were always right, and they still are. Dad said he would protect me, "cause that's his job."

*And he said,
"That's my job, that's what I do
Everything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me . . .
That's my job, you see."*

*Later we barely got along - this teenage boy and he
Most of the fights it seems - were over different dreams
We each held for me . . .
He wanted knowledge and learning - I wanted to fly out west
"Said I could make it out there - if I just had the fare
I got half, will you loan me the rest?"*
And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid
There's no guarantee in the plans I've made
And if I should fail, who will pay my way back home?"*

As I was growing up we wanted different things. He wanted me to stay here and help with the store. I wanted to go to a university in America but I didn't have the money. Dad he, he worked non-stop for a year to get enough money for me to go. When I asked him why he said, "Cause that's my job."

*And he said,
"That's my job, that's what I do
Ev'rything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me . . .
That's my job, you see."*

*Every person carves his spot - and fills the hole with life
And I pray someday I might - light as bright as he.*

I sometimes wished that I was more like my dad. My dad did amazing things when he was alive, some you wouldn't believe. When I was little he told me stories about demons and tournaments and kidnappings, rescues, and a lot of other amazing stories. I decided I wanted to be like that.

*Woke up early one bright fall day - read the tragic news
After all my travels, I settled down - within a mile or two
I make my livin' with words and rhymes - and all the tragedies
Should go into my head and out instead - as bits of poetry.*

*But I say, "Daddy I'm so afraid
How will I go on - with you gone this way
How can I come up - with a song to say, "I love you."*

I become a song writer and wrote down my thoughts and feeling on paper. I was good at what I do and my dad supported me through it all, I even sang some. My father has a wall that he calls, "My Son's Achievements." I always get embarrassed by that wall when he showed it to his friends.

*"That's my job, that's what I do
Ev'rything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me . . .
That's my job, you see."*

Right now I want to write a song for my father and what he did for me. And I will, cause that's my job.

*"Ev'rything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me.

That's my job you see."*

I will always remember my father, Urameshi Yusuke."

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That's just the first one. I have three others to update on so wait for them!