Fic takes place a few years before the Yuyu Hakusho series.
How Kurama Got on the Underworld's Most Wanted List Part One
by Stephanie (aka DragonQueen)
Kurama sighed as he slung his bag over his shoulder and began to walk toward home. Another uneventful day at
“AIIIEEEE!” A girl’s scream. Out of the corner of his jade-colored eyes, Kurama caught a glimpse of a school-girl surrounded by a gang of punks from Ookami High. What the hell did they think they were doing? The cowards! Ganging up on a girl?! Kurama dropped his bag and ran over to get a closer look, just in case he misjudged the situation.
One of the bastards punched her in her cheek. “I told you to take off your shirt!”
“Come on Shian, you don’t want us to have to cause any more disfigurement to that fine body of yours.” The four of them laughed. The girl, Shian, didn’t say anything, but lifted her chin and glared in defiance. One of the punks lifted his hand as if to strike her again.
Kurama walked out of the shadows. “That’s quite enough!” The four brutes looked at Kurama stupidly, as if not believing anyone would dare interfere with them. After all, they were the law in the Ookami domain—and anyone who intervened would pay!
The one who had been striking Shian, apparently their leader, recovered first and stepped forward arrogantly, 2 of his cronies right behind (one had stayed behind to make sure Shian didn’t escape.) “Oh yeah?” he cracked his knuckles, “And what are you going to do about it? I don’t see any muscle on ‘ya and you certainly don’t have backup.” He struck fast, with an uppercut into Kurama’s gut. But Kurama was faster, he countered with a roundhouse to his opponent’s temple, sending him reeling. He staggered, but got back to his feet,
“You’re going to pay for that, punk!” He was faster now, and Kurama couldn’t dodge him in time; he caught a handheel to his chin, and the world spun for a moment. He recovered, just in time to see a second brute strike him over the head, hoping to finish him. Kurama laid on the ground, still. The lead brute spat on him,
“NEVER mess with Ookami high!” The gang laughed with him and returned their attention back toward the girl. “Now you will pay for his insolence!” And he ripped off her shirt.
“I don’t think so.” Kurama said, returning to his feet after faking unconsciousness. This was taking far too long, and seeing as he couldn’t kill the brutes, “Rose petals!” he cried as he threw them everywhere, and all but Kurama dropped to the ground, asleep. Kurama picked up Shian and carried her to his house.
Shian awoke in someone else’s bed with a throbbing headache. She bolted upright, fast, and saw that strange red-headed boy watching her. He smiled,
“It’s all right now.”
“I suppose you want an appreciation ceremony or something.” She huffed, “Well. I was doing just fine before you came along.”
Kurama tried hard not to smile, “Oh yes. I suppose you wanted to strip for them. Excuse me for intruding.”
Shian looked appalled and outraged at the same time. “Who do you think you are?!”
“Pardon me for not introducing myself. The introduction ceremony was scheduled for after the appreciation ceremony.” Shian’s face broke into a grin, and they both burst out laughing.
After awhile, Kurama asked her, “Really though, why were those punks bothering you?” Shian stopped smiling and looked away, her short chestnut hair shadowing her face. Way to ruin the moment, Kurama thought to himself. “I’m sorry. If you don’t—”
“Chikushou, their leader, has a major crush on me. He asked me out, and I refused him. He’s been giving me a hard time ever since.” She looked back toward Kurama, cyan eyes judging him. He frowned and lightly touched the sensitive skin under her eyes, already beginning to bruise. She winced.
“I’m sorry. Let me get you something for that.” He rose, and she followed suit. “No, that’s all right. I should be going. My… family will be worried.”
“Let me walk you home.”
“No, I’ll be fine. Thank you though… for everything.” She smiled at him. Kurama brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, softly. “It was my pleasure.” Shian turned as red as one of Kurama’s roses and hurried out the door.
I don’t take Japanese, but I looked up some names in Japanese on the internet for the names of my characters, etc. Here is what they are supposed to mean (sorry if I botched it up…)
Shian: cyan
Chikushou: brute
Kitsune: fox
Ookami: wolf
Any comments are appreciated, as this is my first fanfic on anything: Stephbr540@aol.com