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Disclaimer: This is a Gravitation/ Yu Yu Hakusho
crossover. I do not own any of the
characters, and some of there personalities may be different from the
shows. I came up with the idea
while one day babbling to my sister at around five in the morning, so I warn
you. I always get strange ideas
for fan fics from my sister (k-chan), but I’m slow at typing so I
don’t get many up. I hope
you enjoy it! =^. .^=
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“Yuki!”
Shuichi called bounding into the room.
Yuki scowled slightly and ignored him as he continued to type on his lap
top. “Oi, Yuki! Yuki!!”
“What!?”
demanded Yuki, sending a glare in Shuichi’s direction. He was trying to finish typing up a
story and was getting annoyed with all the interruptions.
“Let’s
go do something!”
“I’m
busy.”
“Aw, come on,
Yuki!”
“I’m
busy.”
“Please,
please, please??”
Yuki stood up and
walked over to Shuichi getting fed up.
“Did you NOT hear me?” Yuki stated in an angry voice,
“I’m busy!”
“But…”
Shuichi started.
“No buts, now
get out!” Yuki shoved Shuichi roughly in the direction of the door. Ignoring his whimpering, Yuki opened
the door and tossed Shuichi out.
“And don’t you dare show your face to me ever again!”
he growled slamming the door closed.
Shuichi sighed,
sitting out in the rain, ‘Did Yuki really mean what he said?’ he thought to himself. A pair of car headlights washed over
him then passed, splashing him with cold muddy water. Looking annoyed, Shuichi stood up, stuffed his hands into
his jacket pockets, and started walking down the road.
Yuki looked over at
the empty stool next to him. “Hmm…so he hasn’t come back
yet,” he shrugged wondering if Shuichi would ever come back. Going back to typing he glanced once
more at the empty stool.
Shuichi cringed as
he stepped into a cold wet puddle soaking his socks through. ‘Maybe I should just go back and
apologize,’ he thought to himself.
Sighing, he stopped and stared up at the dark sky. Though it was storming, the many bright
stars shown through like a bunch of diamonds on a sheet of black velvet. ‘So pretty…seems like a
dream world far off.’ He was
brought back to reality by a screeching car horn. Shuichi looked to see a car coming straight at him. The headlights blinded him, and the next thing he knew he
was falling into a deep darkness, darker than anything he had ever known.
Yuki flipped on the
television and plopped down on the couch.
Shuichi hadn’t returned in almost a week now and Yuki was actually
beginning to miss him. “His
group is performing today, so he should be on…”he mumbled to
himself finding the right channel.
There was a big crowd
gathered around the stage as Hiro walked out and took the microphone. “I’m really sorry to inform
you, that ‘Bad Luck’ will not be performing today….due
to…” Yuki shut of the
television.
‘So Shuichi
is so upset that he won’t perform….well I guess I’ll go set
him straight,’ Yuki thought to
himself slipping on his shoes and jacket.
Hiro poured another
cup of saki for Asakura and himself.
A knock from the door interrupted them and Hiro, stumbling a bit, walked
over and answered it. He blinked seeing
Yuki standing there.
“Eh? What brings you here?” Hiro asked
hiccupping.
“Where is
he?” Yuki replied, scanning the room for Shuichi’s presence. Raising an eyebrow, he looked back at
Hiro who was staggering towards a chair, “And are you drunk?”
Hiro was about to
make some sassy reply when they were interrupted again by the door
opening. Mr. K walked in and sat
down rubbing his forehead.
“Where is
Shuichi?” Yuki repeated, eyeing the newcomer.
“Oh…,”
came the muttered response, “I’m sorry but….you won’t
ever see him again.”
“Eh?”
Yuki blinked his face expressionless.
“Where is he?”
“He’s…….dead……”
Hiro cut in, in a sad yet calm low
voice.
‘Dead!? How can that be?’ Yuki thought stunned by the news. Mr. K nodded slowly and Asakura and
began to sob loudly.
“How?” he asked, “Did he die?”
“He got hit by
a car….was distracted…not watching where he was going…”
came the monotone reply. Without
saying another word, Yuki turned and stalked out of the room.
‘Where am
I? Why is there darkness all around
me? Am I dead?’ Shuichi thought to himself opening his eyes. He was floating above the town, he
could see as he looked around.
“Am I dead?” he asked himself again, this time out loud.
“Yes you
are,” came a voice from behind him, causing him to spin around
quickly. A young girl was there in
front of him. She had light blue
hair which was pulled up into a high ponytail, with two small strand the fell
loosely around her face. The only
thing he found odd about her was the fact the she appeared to be riding on what
looked to be a broom.
