Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Raindrops and Tears ❯ Stolen Happiness ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Kuri!

Kuri: Whatdcha want now?

Ddc: do the disclaimer pweaze *big anime puppy dog eyes *

Kuri: You disgust me. Ddc owns me as much as I hate to admit it but she doesn't own yu yu hakusho as much as we both hate to admit it, cus if she did I'd get to have fun with the cuties in it *runs off after Kuronue * KURONUE!!!!!!! *jumps *

Summary: ooookkkkk then you probably don't want the details of what kuri's doing to poor kuro so I'll just skip right to the summary. ^_^ I hope you all like the first chapter ok, cus I'm putting up the second cus I like this story plot. Another reason is kuri threatens to take over my body in bio class and do less than decent things with the sophomores in that class, which I really don't want to happen. ^_^;;;;;; ok um summary. Ok I lied. I can't say the summary yet cus that'll give it all away. All I can say is is that this is where the fighting kicks in! woohoo! Fight scenes!!! ^_^;;;; ok I'm done. Hope you like this chapter!

Afterthought: ooo I got an idea!!! I'll write down the song I listen to when I write the chapters! ^_^ ok I stole this idea sorta from hikari nanasi (if I spelled that wrong sorry! ^_^;;;) but I like the idea, so I'm gonna use it, just know it's not originally mine.

Song:

::thoughts::

//memories/flashbacks//

Fuyumi once again sat up in bed gasping for breath. Only this time it was no dream. Looking around she surveyed her surroundings. ::Yup. It's no dream this time:: she thought bitterly to herself as she got out of the dull, white sheeted hotel bed and made her way to the bathroom. Flicking on the light, she glared at her reflection that shone in the bathroom mirror. Her brown hair was still the same shade as three years before, only it was now down to her rear, possibly even longer. She wouldn't really know, considering Akito hardly ever let her have her hair down, or even show her face when she was out in public.

::Akito. That bastard. It's all his fault that I'm at this tournament. He doesn't even fight! He has us do the work, and he won't even let me take off this god damn cloth mask. Doesn't he know that it's nearly impossible to breath when I have that thing wrapped around my head and face?:: She sighed out loud as she tugged at her long hair with the brush and put it up in a tight bun. ::Then again, it is illegal to have human slaves now with the treaties that the demon lords passed sixteen years ago.::

Her thoughts turned to another subject. ::why, after these long three years since my capture am I dreaming of my past life? Ever since that day when Akito took me as his personal slave, my life has been turned upside down. First I was just a simple sex toy for him, then a fighter in training, then his prized fighter, and now we are in the finals of the Dark Tournament. And if I can beat the legendary Urimeshi team then I can be granted my most desired wish: to return to Ningenkai::

Suddenly there came a loud pounding on the door. "FUYUMI! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"

Storming out of the bathroom she glared as she opened the hotel door. She rolled her eyes in disgust. "Oh it's just you Shota. For a second I thought I'd actually have to break a sweat when I killed you."

Shota gave her the meanest death glare he could manage, which only caused her to laugh out loud, just to spite him. "You look like a mouse glaring at a tiger Shota. You know you stand no chance against me, and definitely not Urimeshi."

"Neither do you! You're only on this team because you give Akito-sama pleasure! You whore! You couldn't win a battle if your life depended on it!"

Suddenly the razor sharp blade of one of Fuyumi's duo katana's was pressed dangerously hard into the flesh of his neck. "Careful who you insult Shota. We both know that Akito is saving me for the final battle so we can take the Urimeshi team by surprise. So before you go around insulting your teammates, if you could go so far as calling us teammates, be mindful of your rightful place. Which, I might remind you, is lying on the ground stone dead by the end of the first match. Now get out of my sight you disgusting excuse for a ninja."

Shota sighed in relief as the katana, which had successfully cut a thin scratch into his neck, departed from his skin. Quickly restoring his composure, he cleared his throat loudly. "I was sent here by Akito-sama to inform you that we will be meeting in the main lobby in fifteen minutes, from where we will go to the stadium and wait for the battles to begin. He sends his wishes, and hopes, for your own sake, that you win today. Sayonara." With that he spun on his heel and stalked down the hall toward the lobby.

Fuyumi snorted as she closed the door. ::That moron actually thinks he stands a chance against the Rekai Tantei.:: As she wrapped the thick black and red scarf around her head and face to conceal her ningen identity she couldn't ignore the butterflies that fluttered nervously around in her stomach. ::The unbeatable Rekai Tantei. The only beings strong enough to defeat them were the demon lords. Now one is a powerful upper S class demon, one slowly living out his human life, and the other heir to a third of Makai. The only full human died two or three years ago on one of the missions, and the newest member's identity has yet to be revealed:: she smirked to herself. ::so much like me. It is he that I wish to fight. He will probably present a challenge.:: she thought while remembering the fight she had witnessed the day before.

//The tall figure, which was clad in a dark blue cloak and a scarf also wrapped around his face, ducked to the left as the purple ball of energy flew past him, barely missing him. Before the green demon could react, a huge blue disk of spirit energy flew at him, severing his upper body from his lower. Thick purple blood flew from his gaping mouth and stomach as the two halves of his once whole body fell to the ground.

The gaping cat demon referee stared with wide eyes in amazement at the demon lying dead, and the other mysterious figure, who stood and fixed his clothes in a very arrogant fashion. After a moment she finally managed to pull herself together, and spoke into the microphone. "Well, you saw it too folks. In a record time of *she looked at her watch * thirty seconds, the mysterious masked fighter from team Urimeshi has defeated Kain, the supposedly unbeatable swamp demon! The winner of the semi finals is team Urimeshi!"

Fuyumi stood leaning casually against the wall ten minutes later as she and her insignificant team mate Shota waited patiently for their opponent team to make their way down the dark corridor. Finally she heard footsteps and saw four solitary figures walking in a neat row down the hall in her direction. Just as they were about to walk past the duo, Shota stepped arrogantly out of the shadows. This action caused the Rekai Tantei to turn around and recognize the two fighters.

Shota spoke first. "The unbeatable team Urimeshi. You're reputation beseats you. I can't wait until I kick your asses tomorrow in the finals."

Fuyumi, who was still leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, rolled her eyes. "Baka" she muttered softly under her breath.

Kurama turned his attention to her. "Who are you? We have not seen you fight for team Yami."

Fuyumi's only reaction to this inquiry was a cold glare that practically caused the room to lower a few degrees in temperature. Shota spoke again. "That's because this is our…" Fuyumi shot her glare at him to silence him. "I mean, that's because we haven't been using this fighter. You'll see what our powers can do tomorrow."

Yusuke moved his head up and down as he surveyed Shota. "You? Kick my ass? I'd like to see you try. But, I won't be needed tomorrow. I'm just there for the view. Our masked fighter here will be doing the final battle. I assume your copycat will be his opponent?"

Fuyumi nodded her head quickly, and looked at the mysterious fighter that was to be her opponent. He was much taller than her, as she only came up to his chest. There was something very familiar about him, yet she could not put her finger on it.

Hiei spoke up. "Hn. We won't even need to use our fighter. Kurama and I will win all the battles without even breaking a sweat. Your team was lucky to get this far. But I'm afraid your luck has run out, so go home and pray to Enma that we will grant mercy on you."

Shota clenched his large fists and was about to make an idiotic retort when Fuyumi grabbed his wrist. Softly she whispered "Lets go. Akito's probably waiting. We don't want you dying ahead of time so we get disqualified." With that she pulled him towards the exit, leaving the bewildered team Urimeshi staring after her, wondering why the best fighter on their opponent's side sounded so much like a girl.//

Fuyumi gracefully slid her two katana's into their sheaths on her back, and, with a final check to see that her scarf would not depart from her head, strode out of the room towards the lobby. A few minutes later she stopped in front of her three other teammates. Shota backed away from her nervously, Sai scrambled to her feet and bowed hurriedly, obviously having been informed of her violent actions against Shota, and Akito, who was lounging around in a chair, his black booted feet propped onto the table. His yellow cat eyes glanced in her direction, asking her silently if she was ready. She answered with a brief nod, and they all stood, and walked out of the hotel in the direction of the stadium, with Fuyumi and Akito in the center, Shota to Akito's right and Sai to Fuyumi's left.

An hour later the booming voice of Koto could be heard over the loudspeaker shouting out their team name as the twenty feet high doors opened, revealing them to the audience. The four fighters strode to the white stone ring as the crowd cheered, hoping desperately that after sixteen years a group of demons could defeat the Rekai Tantei. A moment later team Urimeshi was also announced, and they strode out arrogantly, but were greeted with boo's instead of cheers. Fuyumi snorted under her scarf. ::go figure. Boo the humans. What's so wrong with humans anyway? I bet if they knew what I was they wouldn't be cheering for us.::

Koto stood in the center of the ring, and looked out at the vast wave of demons who had come to watch the fight. "If I can have everyone's attention please? I would like to state that there has been a slight change in the rules for the Dark Tournament this year. This is the rule which stated that there must be five fighters per team. There is now no requirement for the number of fighters, as long as it does not exceed five. Therefore, any fighter from any team may fight more than one battle, and the first team to win three battles be declared the winner, just as always. Team Yami, present your fighter!"

Shota stepped up. "I'll go. These sissy rekai tantei's piss me off."

Fuyumi rolled her eyes at his stupidity, and had to suppress a laugh when Kurama stepped forward into the ring as well. ::this should be interesting. Wonder how long it takes Kurama to decapitate him?::

Koto put her arm in the air once both fighters stood in the center of the ring, Shota glaring, and Kurama smirking. "BEGIN!"

Shota created a lightening rod with his youkai, and threw it at the kitsune, who only had to jump up to avoid it. The red head landed gracefully behind the slow lumbering Shota, and with one flick of his hand had wound his whip around Shota's neck. Shota gulped. "Hehehe… mer…mercy?"

Kurama's eyes narrowed into a glare. "You know, I thought that maybe this would be a challenge. You could at least go down with a fight. You are unworthy of being in this tournament. Now die." With that final sentence her jerked his whip, severing the demon's head from his shoulders.

Koto looked at the head that now was rolling on the ground and at Kurama, who was now walking back to the center of the ring. "Um that was fast! The winner is Kurama! Urimeshi gets the point!"

Sai's eyes widened in fear. "He…he killed him with one blow! There's no way we can win! Fuyumi! We've gotta run! Now!" She began to run away, her long purple hair flying behind her.

Fuyumi glanced at Akito, who nodded his head. Smirking, Fuyumi formed the black ninja stars, and threw one at Sai's exposed back, which upon impact killed her. Before Kurama, who had watched this killing with awe, could blink, Fuyumi stood in front of him. Koto looked at the masked fighter. "Um that was unexpected. It seems that the mysterious new fighter for Team Yami will be fighter after the rather abrupt death of the teams other fighter. Round two of the finals! Kurama versus the Masked Fighter! BEGIN!"

Kurama flicked his whip toward Fuyumi's figure, and smirked when it wrapped around her waist. But when he pulled on it to severe her body into two halves, he met nothing but air. He gasped. ::An after image?!:: He looked quickly behind him to see Fuyumi standing there, but he saw too late. With one quick chop to the neck, Fuyumi knocked the kitsune unconscious. Koto gapped. "Kur….Kurama is down! I'll start the ten count! 1!"

Fuyumi looked at the unconscious fox lying at her feet. "You are not my opponent. I will not kill anyone other than the other masked fighter."

"2!"

Kurama remained motionless. Fuyumi looked over quickly to the remaining members of Team Urimeshi. Yusuke had his fists clenched and was screaming at Kurama to get up. Hiei, however, looked even more murderous. An anger black aura in the shape of flames was erupting around his small body, and he was glaring at Fuyumi. His glare promised a slow painful death for the creature that hurt his fox.

"5!"

"6!"

"7!"

"8!"

"9!"

Koto paused for a moment to make sure that Kurama didn't suddenly jump up. When he still remained still she continued. "And 10! Winner the Masked Fighter! Team Yami takes the point! Team Urimeshi, please choose your next fighter!"

Hiei flickered onto the ring. He spoke to Fuyumi with clenched teeth "You…will…pay for that!" as he tenderly picked up his unconscious fox and carried him out of the ring. Once he was sure that Kurama was alright he flickered onto the ring once again, glaring daggers at the masked girl. Koto spoke again. "Team Urimeshi and Team Yami are tied with the score being one to one! Round 3 of the finals! Hiei versus the Masked Fighter! BEGIN!!!"

Hiei lunged at Fuyumi, stabbing at her with his katana, then stabbed once again behind him at her figure. He smirked when he saw the sword pierce through her chest, but then gasped when she appeared practically nose to nose with him. Once again she dealt a quick chop to the neck, and knocked the small fire demon unconscious, just like she had with Kurama. Koto once again found her eyes popping out of her head as the mysterious fighter had easily defeated two of the strongest demons in all of the three worlds, including the heir of Mukuro. "And…..Hiei is down! 1!"

Yusuke's eyes followed Koto's example as he watched the fire demon fall victim as well to the strangely powerful fighter. ::how could we have not known of this fighter's powers? They were both so easily defeated! How could this be?!:: He turned to their own masked fighter. "Hey, you'd better let me take this one. We can't afford to let you get killed now. We'll find some other way for you to train. If I die, you're the only official Rekai Tantei, so stay alive ok?"

The cloaked fighter only nodded.

"7!"

"8!"

"9!"

"And 10! The Masked Fighter wins again! Team Yami takes the point and leads Team Urimeshi 2 to 1!"

Yusuke began to step into the ring when Fuyumi appeared in front of him and knocked him to the ground as she lay Hiei next to Kurama. As Yusuke looked up at her confused, she turned to the cloaked fighter and pointed at him, and then at herself. Yusuke's eyes widened in surprise. "NO! You will NOT fight him! I won't let you! Fight me!"

Fuyumi turned to him and her eyes glared at him from beneath the gap in the folds of her scarf that showed her blue eyes. "No."

The cloaked figure stepped into the ring. Turning to his master, he said "I'll be ok. Trust me. This fighter would only knock you out like the others. Make Kurama and Hiei wake up. I want them to see me win when they lost."

Both of the mysterious fighters stood in the center of the ring staring at each other through the eye slits of their scarves. Koto looked at the two of them. "Um ok. Match 3 of the finals! Masked Fighter versus, uh, Masked Fighter! BEGIN!"

The cloaked fighter did not lunge at her like Kurama and Hiei had, but instead threw off his cloak revealing a white scarf wrapped around his features, a light blue muscle shirt, and green sweatpants. He then powered up his rekai and formed it into two light blue disks. Fuyumi followed his example, and took out her two katanas. The cloaked fighter spoke. "You won't be able to beat me with just those little things. My spirit disks can slice through walls. What makes you think that your little toy swords can withstand a direct hit from them?"

Fuyumi smirked beneath her mask. "That's for me to know and you to find out. I've been looking forward to this fight. Now lets begin, and please make this entertaining for me."

The fighter then threw his disks directly at Fuyumi, who put some of her energy into the blades, causing them to emit a black and red aura. Upon impact there was a slight battle between strength, then the rekai disk was forced away back towards its thrower, causing him to jump high into the air, while Fuyumi's two katanas were snapped in half. Jumping up as well, Fuyumi struck into a furry of punches against her opponent, forcing him to go onto the defensive and giving him no chance to take the offensive. With a hard kick into his stomach Fuyumi sent the other fighter plummeting into the ring below. Landing gracefully, she looked over at her opponent, who was pulling himself out of the small hole his body had created. His shirt had been torn through the middle, revealing a perfectly toned muscular chest.

After a moment he spoke. "Well, that was fun. Wanna go again?"

Fuyumi's eyes widened, then she smirked again. "You're tougher than I thought. But I won't be beaten. Unlike you, everything is at stake for me. I must win so I can be free."

Before the other fighter could question what she had just said, Fuyumi formed her black ninja stars and was throwing them at him faster than the average eye could see. It was all he could do to protect his vitals from the vicious onslaught. After a moment Fuyumi paused, giving him just enough leverage to form another disk which he quickly threw at her. Though she avoided being cut in half, the disk did catch her side, and she fell to the ground clutching her side. She picked herself up and looked at her hand, which was now covered in her own deep red blood. ::Damn! I'm injured! This could be a problem. Now I can't move as quickly as I can usually. Time to use my best attack. I MUST win this fight! I must go back to Ningenkai!:: She looked at the fighter, who was looking at her with his head cocked to the left side. "Giving up?"

Fuyumi smirked. "Hell no. I'm just getting started!" With that she flickered up to him so she was only a foot away from him and, looking up directly into his eyes, flung a huge ball of black energy directly into his chest. As his body flew into the wall behind him, his white scarf, now charred black with burn marks from the energy ball, flew away from his face, giving Fuyumi a clear view of her opponent's true identity. Her eyes widened and her hand stretched out to her lover as her mouth opened to cry out his name. "HIKARU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She sank to her knees as she watched his seemingly lifeless body fall from the wall onto the ground, his face pressed into the ground. Yusuke, Hiei, and Kurama, who had been watching the fight, ran over to him and picked him up, calling his name loudly and telling him to hang in there. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears as she turned to face her captor. "Akito! YOU did this!"

Akito smirked. "Of course. Did you think I wouldn't realize what your wish would be should we win the tournament? Obviously you know that I can't afford to let you go, so when I heard who the newest member of the Rekai Tantei was and that they were enrolled into the Dark Tournament in order to train him, I entered us as well, knowing that the only person who remained alive in Ningenkai would be killed by our team. And by none other than you, his old lover gone missing after the tragic murders of her parents, her only family!"

He laughed evilly for a moment before he continued. "How does it feel Fuyumi? How does it feel to lose the one you love, knowing that you caused their death? How will you be able to live with yourself after all of this is over?" He laughed again as she glared at him through her scarf. "Oh what a scary look. What are you going to do Fuyumi? Kill me? We both know that you won't be able to, not with that slave collar around your neck! As long as that remains in place, you can not harm me!"

Fuyumi clenched her fist as she turned back to the body of her lover. Black and red flames erupted around her body, causing the Rekai Tantei to look up at her in awe as her energy level skyrocketed. Suddenly her figure began to change. She grew five inches, her skin paled even more than before, her clothes became a pair of tight black pants and a black shirt worn only by yokos, and a black furry tail sprouted from behind her. Akito's eyes widened in shock and fear as the scarf that had formerly concealed her appearance flew away and was shredded into several small pieces by her aura, revealing her appearance to be that of a yoko with piercing golden eyes, two silver streaks framing her face in her otherwise black head of hair, and a purple Jagan over her forehead. She clenched her fists as she spoke. "You….will….pay!"

With that she screamed into the sky as her power increased ten times more, causing the gold band around her neck to snap in two. Akito watched as the collar which had been his only protection against his fighter fell to the ground. "No…..that's not possible! No one can break a slave collar! NO ONE!!"

Fuyumi glared at him as she walked towards him, her power increasing more and more with every step. "You…made me…..kill…..the only……one I loved still alive. Now I will kill you. DIE YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!"

Akito screamed as Fuyumi threw her arm forward, sending towards the cat demon a giant ball of black flame. "You BITCH!!" were his last words before his body was engulfed with the blazing ball and his body ceased to exist.

Fuyumi, satisfied that the cat demon was dead, flickered away so that she was directly in front of the fallen human. Pushing away his three team mates, she closed her eyes and began to glow in a yellow aura. Ignoring the protests of the three other fighters, she transferred all of her life energy into Hikaru. Her mind was made up. She would die so that he could live. Her mouth opened slightly as her demon appearance slowly dissentigrated, changing her appearance first into a silver yoko with gold eyes, then into a black haired, red eyed girl, and then finally into her original form of a blue eyed, brown haired ningen girl. Just as Hikaru opened his eyes, she slumped forward onto his chest, and didn't move.

Darkdemonchild: woohoo!!!!! I finished!!! Ok so the battle scene wasn't very long, and I'm sorry. I kind of ran out of fighting techniques for Fuyumi to use ^_^;;;; hehehe my bad lo siento! Lol I bet no one was expecting Hikaru to be the masked fighter! Actually I bet someone did expect that, it was pretty obvious that he would be, but oh well. ^_^ um yeah next chapter. Can't say what happens, or it'll ruin the fun of guessing! Will Fuyumi die? Only I know! ^_^ oh wait, Kristen and shira and shida might know, I can't remember if I told them. ^_^;;;;; oh well. Anyway, please review!!!!! Reviews=me happy. Me happy=more updates. Therefore by the law of Syllogism reviews=more updates. ^_^ don't you just love geometry laws and theories? ^_^ ok I'm out. Ja! And please review!