Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Two sides of a single heart. ❯ Intro ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Las Reinas 
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Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.28.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 555 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.28.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 555 | Status: Completed
DISCLAIMERS: We do not own YYH or any of it's character.
AUTHORESSES NOTES: This is our first fanfics so go easy on us...No flames!
Lhywanika took a seat in front of the man’s desk, sitting slouched over.
“Let me just cut to the chase, your grades are excellent, you test scores are superlative, Congratulations, you just made it in this University.” the man stood up and held out his hand for a shake.
Lhywanika stood up too and returned it smiling gratefully, “Thank you, sir.” The man handed her piece a paper, it was her schedule.
“You start early next week.” the man added.
She walked out the door, the building and into her car and drove off.
Lhywanika Jahime Kemanjo was a subtle young lady, but she also has a fierce temper when you get on her bad side, it comes from being a war templar, mixed with a domineering attitude. She likes to fight most of the time.
Most of the time she’s a laid back, carefree person, a tomboy at times. She not really into intimacy or nothing in that nature.
Her wayward behavior mostly comes from her hanyou background of criminals, and then again she is not one.
Her metallic red eyes can pierce in your inner soul when she even set her slightest glimpse of you; her wavy shiny forest-green hair a little past her shoulders was laid perfectly on her face.
Her outfit was little out of the ordinary. She was donning a sparkly black tight tank top which was a see-through so it showed off her black bra, black baggy pants with zippers on some places, which was pushed down slightly so the rim of the electric blue undergarments was peaking over slightly. On her feet were black sneakers.
Tattooed on her left shoulder was a green and red rose with thorns spiraling down her arm.
Lhywanika always tried to get her education so she could get a decent job. She wanted to learn more from the Ningenkai, she found it fascinating, to learn their way of life.
It was late afternoon and she decided to pack up her things which she left in the Makai at her home.
Lhywanika walked up to her mother’s house and found that the door was open for some weird reason; she sauntered inside the house very slowly. She soon found out that her home has been hemmed up, she was robbed!
“Oh no…” She whispered devastatingly, she didn’t care about her belongings, it was her mother she was worried about, and what if she’s been injured or probably worse.
She was searching all over their house yelling for her mother, hoping to hear a response from her. “Please let her be alright...” she prayed to her god.
Running upstairs pushing all through the mangled furniture and pottery, she found her mother on the corner of the room rocking back and forth on the bed whimpering.
“Mom!” she ran to her side and knelt down next to her. “What happened?” Her mother was still whimpering in fear and exasperation, which made her almost yelled, but stayed calmed.
“What’s wrong?” she breathed heavily, she could not contain her shock.
Her mother finally spoke tears welding up in her eyes, “There was this…” she huffed a sob, but she told her to calm down.
“There was this…man who…crashed in my…house and stole our things…and…he…” that was all she could say before she broke down into a full crying session.
Lhywanika patted her back and monitored for her to elaborate, the mother got her composure back. “This man has threatened to kill me if I didn’t hand over my locket…” “Oh no, not that.” Lhywanika sighed; she asked her what the man looked like.
She gulped as she spoke, “He had golden eyes that held the most cruelness, he had silver hair, he was really tall, and he looked terrifying.”
Her daughter’s eyes widened “And he tried to kill you?!” she growled.
“Wait!” her mother yelled as soon as she saw Lhywanika getting ready to walk out the door with a sharp switch blade in her hand, it looked like a dagger more than a switch blade.
The mother walked up behind her, and took a hold of her hand, “Please, don’t do this.”
Lhywanika was in a state of anger which her mother never see her in before “I have to, he tried to kill you and I won’t let him get away with it.”
“Don’t go out there and do something that you’ll regret, we don’t need any of this violence.” Her mother, pulled her gently away from the door, and both of them sat back down on her bed.
“Now baby, I seen you act like this before, please…I don’t want you to go out there and getting yourself killed over me, just let it go, it’s over now.” Her mother was the type to always calm Lhywanika down, she knows this, she had to live and take care her child by herself, she’s doesn’t want to see her only child taken away from her.
Her child finally calmed down and decided to cheer her up with some good news.
Lhywanika smiled, “Mom I got accepted into college.” Her mom’s eyes filled with tears once more but they were out of happiness.
“Oh…” the mom hugged her in a tight embrace. She gladly returned it.
“So you’re moving to the Ningenkai?”
Lhywanika nodded, “I will be visiting you, just so you know.” Her mother was relieved at that, with that said she stood up and went to her room. Packing her clothing and goods. Her mother stood at the doorway helping her with the bags and giving her a kiss good bye as she left the house…
Demonia nowher hidden enclave eatenby time, hiding once again from both, herand her equally annoying husband Benvolio. Her straight, jet black hair hung loose around her, framing her face to give her a more relaxed and peaceful look. Her eyes were round, gentle,big and friendly, but peer closer to discover her hidden layer of intelligence anda look only that to which someone who has truly lived a long life.
Demonia's life was, more or less, out of her hands. Shefrom the bloodboth an angel of light and the Devil of all darkness, to serve her father's purpose: to destroy heaven for casting him out. Born from within a tube from her present state,was handed over herwho expected nothing less of her that toexactly as he said.
clothes of a primitive and nothing better,whole purpose of living wasact as a weapon, a right-hand man to her father, and kill off those who he saw fit to untilfaithful day came. But clearly, Demonia's power was growing expeditiously as well as her attitude, rebelling against her father once she figured out that she would have, too, toher mother as well as her equally angelic sister.
Furious, Lucifer was determined to cut any idea that was beginning to formulate into her mind. Without hesitation, he married her off to~Son of the Elitewho just happens to despite angels. Withbeing half and half, Benvolio as put Demonia through a nightmarish Hell, one minute loving, another abusive and ruthless.
It seems Demonia life would never ceaseservetwo men, and happiness would never grace her,she took on a habit of watching a gentle soul onsurface. Amazing to Demonia how such asoul was hiding abeast within, such a more sinister force. Enthralled, she trailed this human for months.
Unfortunately, Benvolio picked up on his wife's behavior and had been infuriated that she could everso much interest in a humanshe had. Taking it up with her father, her father, as an act to hurt her pride, has ordered her to kill off this man forthe system of death for so long; otherwise, she would suffer under the hands of his wrath.
Frighten but unable to do it, Demonia agreed to killavoid any abusive persuasions at the time. Butkill him off was like killingher only outlettrue happiness: She would beherself tosuchfamiliar spirit. But she dared not go against her fatherfor her fear of men as grown betwixt the two of them.
So now, hidden in her space of solitude, Demonia was facing her most challenging situation ever: Would she rather kill her happiness and obey her father, or rather, would she want to kill off her happiness for the loyalty and pride as a devil?
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AUTHORESSES NOTES: This is our first fanfics so go easy on us...No flames!
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“Lhywanika Kamanjo.” the man said dressed in a nice grey business type of suit. Lhywanika stood up out of her seat in the file room and walked inside the man’s crisp clean office which smelled like new furniture with a mix of plastic.Lhywanika took a seat in front of the man’s desk, sitting slouched over.
“Let me just cut to the chase, your grades are excellent, you test scores are superlative, Congratulations, you just made it in this University.” the man stood up and held out his hand for a shake.
Lhywanika stood up too and returned it smiling gratefully, “Thank you, sir.” The man handed her piece a paper, it was her schedule.
“You start early next week.” the man added.
She walked out the door, the building and into her car and drove off.
Lhywanika Jahime Kemanjo was a subtle young lady, but she also has a fierce temper when you get on her bad side, it comes from being a war templar, mixed with a domineering attitude. She likes to fight most of the time.
Most of the time she’s a laid back, carefree person, a tomboy at times. She not really into intimacy or nothing in that nature.
Her wayward behavior mostly comes from her hanyou background of criminals, and then again she is not one.
Her metallic red eyes can pierce in your inner soul when she even set her slightest glimpse of you; her wavy shiny forest-green hair a little past her shoulders was laid perfectly on her face.
Her outfit was little out of the ordinary. She was donning a sparkly black tight tank top which was a see-through so it showed off her black bra, black baggy pants with zippers on some places, which was pushed down slightly so the rim of the electric blue undergarments was peaking over slightly. On her feet were black sneakers.
Tattooed on her left shoulder was a green and red rose with thorns spiraling down her arm.
Lhywanika always tried to get her education so she could get a decent job. She wanted to learn more from the Ningenkai, she found it fascinating, to learn their way of life.
It was late afternoon and she decided to pack up her things which she left in the Makai at her home.
Lhywanika walked up to her mother’s house and found that the door was open for some weird reason; she sauntered inside the house very slowly. She soon found out that her home has been hemmed up, she was robbed!
“Oh no…” She whispered devastatingly, she didn’t care about her belongings, it was her mother she was worried about, and what if she’s been injured or probably worse.
She was searching all over their house yelling for her mother, hoping to hear a response from her. “Please let her be alright...” she prayed to her god.
Running upstairs pushing all through the mangled furniture and pottery, she found her mother on the corner of the room rocking back and forth on the bed whimpering.
“Mom!” she ran to her side and knelt down next to her. “What happened?” Her mother was still whimpering in fear and exasperation, which made her almost yelled, but stayed calmed.
“What’s wrong?” she breathed heavily, she could not contain her shock.
Her mother finally spoke tears welding up in her eyes, “There was this…” she huffed a sob, but she told her to calm down.
“There was this…man who…crashed in my…house and stole our things…and…he…” that was all she could say before she broke down into a full crying session.
Lhywanika patted her back and monitored for her to elaborate, the mother got her composure back. “This man has threatened to kill me if I didn’t hand over my locket…” “Oh no, not that.” Lhywanika sighed; she asked her what the man looked like.
She gulped as she spoke, “He had golden eyes that held the most cruelness, he had silver hair, he was really tall, and he looked terrifying.”
Her daughter’s eyes widened “And he tried to kill you?!” she growled.
“Wait!” her mother yelled as soon as she saw Lhywanika getting ready to walk out the door with a sharp switch blade in her hand, it looked like a dagger more than a switch blade.
The mother walked up behind her, and took a hold of her hand, “Please, don’t do this.”
Lhywanika was in a state of anger which her mother never see her in before “I have to, he tried to kill you and I won’t let him get away with it.”
“Don’t go out there and do something that you’ll regret, we don’t need any of this violence.” Her mother, pulled her gently away from the door, and both of them sat back down on her bed.
“Now baby, I seen you act like this before, please…I don’t want you to go out there and getting yourself killed over me, just let it go, it’s over now.” Her mother was the type to always calm Lhywanika down, she knows this, she had to live and take care her child by herself, she’s doesn’t want to see her only child taken away from her.
Her child finally calmed down and decided to cheer her up with some good news.
Lhywanika smiled, “Mom I got accepted into college.” Her mom’s eyes filled with tears once more but they were out of happiness.
“Oh…” the mom hugged her in a tight embrace. She gladly returned it.
“So you’re moving to the Ningenkai?”
Lhywanika nodded, “I will be visiting you, just so you know.” Her mother was relieved at that, with that said she stood up and went to her room. Packing her clothing and goods. Her mother stood at the doorway helping her with the bags and giving her a kiss good bye as she left the house…
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Evil and hate goes hand in hand when humans view the common devil as and what they are composed of.
To the human eyes, evil describes their passion, their ego and their goals from where their mortal souls are damned into: a blazing pit of a doomed hell.
Hate is what humans claim devil's feel. Hate is what drives the devil soul; that hate fuels the devil to its evil nature and what causes the devil to kill.
...But...has these exact words...been forged to cling to the word 'devil'?
Have humans ever stop to think that evil doesn't exist, only a desire to be different? Or hate isn't an ill feeling between two people, only an excuse for two people to think of each other constantly with such a fiery passion?
...Nothing is what it appears to be....
'Love' can be derived fromol'; 'evol'be derived from 'evil'. But how can 'evile bad....when the word 'devil' evolved from the word: 'loved'?
Two fire like eyes with the look ofglazed iciness to them peered down on what humans feared asOn the other hand,this petite size princess, this was what she calledprovocative home.Evil and hate goes hand in hand when humans view the common devil as and what they are composed of.
To the human eyes, evil describes their passion, their ego and their goals from where their mortal souls are damned into: a blazing pit of a doomed hell.
Hate is what humans claim devil's feel. Hate is what drives the devil soul; that hate fuels the devil to its evil nature and what causes the devil to kill.
...But...has these exact words...been forged to cling to the word 'devil'?
Have humans ever stop to think that evil doesn't exist, only a desire to be different? Or hate isn't an ill feeling between two people, only an excuse for two people to think of each other constantly with such a fiery passion?
...Nothing is what it appears to be....
'Love' can be derived fromol'; 'evol'be derived from 'evil'. But how can 'evile bad....when the word 'devil' evolved from the word: 'loved'?
Demonia nowher hidden enclave eatenby time, hiding once again from both, herand her equally annoying husband Benvolio. Her straight, jet black hair hung loose around her, framing her face to give her a more relaxed and peaceful look. Her eyes were round, gentle,big and friendly, but peer closer to discover her hidden layer of intelligence anda look only that to which someone who has truly lived a long life.
Demonia's life was, more or less, out of her hands. Shefrom the bloodboth an angel of light and the Devil of all darkness, to serve her father's purpose: to destroy heaven for casting him out. Born from within a tube from her present state,was handed over herwho expected nothing less of her that toexactly as he said.
clothes of a primitive and nothing better,whole purpose of living wasact as a weapon, a right-hand man to her father, and kill off those who he saw fit to untilfaithful day came. But clearly, Demonia's power was growing expeditiously as well as her attitude, rebelling against her father once she figured out that she would have, too, toher mother as well as her equally angelic sister.
Furious, Lucifer was determined to cut any idea that was beginning to formulate into her mind. Without hesitation, he married her off to~Son of the Elitewho just happens to despite angels. Withbeing half and half, Benvolio as put Demonia through a nightmarish Hell, one minute loving, another abusive and ruthless.
It seems Demonia life would never ceaseservetwo men, and happiness would never grace her,she took on a habit of watching a gentle soul onsurface. Amazing to Demonia how such asoul was hiding abeast within, such a more sinister force. Enthralled, she trailed this human for months.
Unfortunately, Benvolio picked up on his wife's behavior and had been infuriated that she could everso much interest in a humanshe had. Taking it up with her father, her father, as an act to hurt her pride, has ordered her to kill off this man forthe system of death for so long; otherwise, she would suffer under the hands of his wrath.
Frighten but unable to do it, Demonia agreed to killavoid any abusive persuasions at the time. Butkill him off was like killingher only outlettrue happiness: She would beherself tosuchfamiliar spirit. But she dared not go against her fatherfor her fear of men as grown betwixt the two of them.
So now, hidden in her space of solitude, Demonia was facing her most challenging situation ever: Would she rather kill her happiness and obey her father, or rather, would she want to kill off her happiness for the loyalty and pride as a devil?
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THAT WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER, WE'LL HAVE THE NEXT CHAPTERS OUT SOON...Converting /tmp/phpN6uqDP to /dev/stdout