Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Yusuke or Yume? ❯ Rebirth 3: Lost But Not Forgotten ( Chapter 3 )

Hey! Here’s Ch. 3! Well, I’d just like to thank the following reviewers!   Hyperdude AquaAngel Ryukotsusei   Yusuke or Yume: Chapter Three: Yume’s Life, Wasted but not Forgotten   ‘Saryashiki Junior High…what a perfect little niche of Hell.’ These thoughts came from a certain punk-girl who was currently sitting on the top level of her school, cursing everything that was shitty in her life. If anyone gave her a second glance, they would see past the punk-exterior and see the girl within. Waist-length hair in a messy French braid with a green tint to it, but appearing ebony. Cinnamon-brown eyes with red tints and gold flecks hidden here and there, sparking when she felt strongly about something. Her baggy clothes, a black t-shirt and knee-length skirt of the same shade, accenting her cinnamon-colored skin, hiding her perfect curves and her D-34 size bust. She had bound her chest since she received them, hating the fact that she was female. ‘Saiyume Ariashika Urameshi…what kind of name is that? God, my ‘mom’ has to be the stupidest person on Earth!’ The door next to her suddenly opened and out stepped her ‘best friend’ Keiko Yukimura. “Hey, Keiko! Nice skirt!” “Oh, shut up, Saiyume! All the girls have to wear these! And I notice you’re wearing black AGAIN! The girls, which may I remind you you are one, are supposed to wear BLUE!” Yume groaned. “Oh please, I look so much better in black! And will you stop grilling me? It gets really annoying! God!” Yume stood up abruptly, and stalked off the school premises, ignoring the yells she received from Keiko, Mr. Takenaka, and Mr. Iwamoto. ‘Damn school, damn teachers, and damn every damned person on this god-be-damned earth! Why do I even bother! I’d be better off dead!’ She bumped into someone, sending her to the ground on her ass. “Hey! Walking requires pullin’ yer head outta yer ass, assho-“ She paused. ‘Damn.’ She got an eyeful of the person before her. Long, red hair that was silky and perfect, creamy skin, and deep emerald eyes and was wearing a pink/magenta uniform. ‘Hunh, must be from Meiou. Shouldn’t he be in school?’ “Whoops, I am terribly sorry ma’am.” The boy helped her up. “I hope I didn’t hurt you. It would seem that we were both lost in thought.” He smiled at her. “Uh…yeah.” ‘Did he completely forget that I just called him an ‘asshole’?’ “Well, have a nice day Ms. Urameshi.” He walked off, crossing the street. ‘How did he know my name? I didn’t give it to him! I guess my reputation as the most Bad-ass girl in town has spread. Oh whatever.’ She sighed and walked down the street, up to her apartment. Her ‘mother’ lay in front of the TV, still in her PJ’s. “What are you doing home?” “School sucked.” “If you’re never going to go you might as well quit and get yourself a job. School isn’t free, y’know. Make me some coffee.” “What a mother. I hate going to school! All anyone ever wants to do is give me their stupid lectures and put me down.” “Honey, if you don’t want to listen to lectures you should get a job and live on your own. But you can’t do that, now can you?” “Are you going to give me a lecture too, Mom? While you’re still in your pajamas? Aw, damn it all to Hell, I’m leaving!” Yume stalked out of the house, really ticked off. Suddenly about three guys surrounded her on the empty shop-lined street. “Urameshi…” an ugly boy with orange Elvis-style hair and beady brown eyes came out and faced her. “Hey, Kuwabara. You’re conscious…I’m not used to that.” She smirked. “Hey! That was a cheap shot last time and I was only knocked out for a little while! I don’t care if you’re a damned girl or not! This time I’m gonna mess your face up so bad even kittens won’t look at you!” Kuwabara lunged at her, but she side-stepped, then kicked him in the stomach, her knee connecting with his diaphragm. Kuwabara fell to the ground, only to have Yume grab the front of his uniform and look him straight in the eyes. “It’s too bad you caught me on such a bad day. It makes me a real jerk!” She then proceeded to beat the holy-living-shit out of the monkey-boy. Yume walked away, humming to herself. ‘I feel so much better!’ A small yellow ball stopped in front of her foot. A little boy came over and picked it up. “Sorry, lady.” “Listen, kid. You shouldn’t be playing near the road. There are cars going by that could splatter you into the pavement!” She didn’t know why, but she loved little kids…they brought out the best in her. The maternal instincts…damn them to hell. “Hm?” Yume ended up spending the next half-hour playing with him in a nearby park. When she left, she sighed. ‘Kids…I miss being that age. I didn’t have to deal with the teachers as much. They left me alone at that age.’ Yume ignored the looks she was receiving. Whispers surrounded her. Shouldn’t that girl be in school? That’s that Urameshi girl. She’s big trouble. Don’t look at her, Shiri. Her bad attitude might be contagious. I heard she’s been to jail fifty times since she was ten and she committed crimes bad enough to earn the death sentence, but she lived. Yume bit back a surge of tears as she hurried her walk. She looked over across the street and saw the same little boy playing with his ball next to the street. ‘Stupid kids never listen. Ah, well, he can get run over for all I care.’ She watched as the little yellow ball rolled into the middle of the lane. The little boy ran out to retrieve it. A swerving car was coming his way. Yume’s eyes widened. “Watch out kid!” She ran across the road, and pushed the little kid out of the way. She sat in a kneeling position, but her head turned as the car sped towards her. Her eyes widened, her mouth open in shock and fear. A scream was torn out of her throat as the car slammed straight into her, the hot metal burning part of her skin. She toppled to the hot asphalt, the car having squealed to a stop just as it hit her. The car backed up in a hurry, and the driver ran out to check on her. Pain was exploding all over her body. Everything around her was going dark. Her brown eyes were half-lidded, and she looked at the crowd around her. The last thing she saw were a familiar pair of emerald green eyes looking at her sadly…like their heart had been torn out and shredded.   Kurama looked down at what used to be his best friend, Hiei beside him. Blood was pooling under her head, chest and legs. The medics came, sirens screaming. They checked her out. Apparently her leg bones were shattered, as were her arms…one of her rib bones had been snapped out of place and had impaled her heart. Her head had been hit on the way to the ground. No pulse reigned over her body…   Saiyume Ariashika Urameshi was dead.   “The never-ending cycle of life and death is about to begin.” Kurama muttered.