Shonoki: Hello everyone, as you can see I changed my Pen name and have decided to start a new story.

Yusuke: Why did you change your name?

Shonoki: Because this is the one I use on everything else and it seemed kind of dumb to have two. Also if this story looks familiar its because it is also on quizilla, I am its original author, so if it looks familiar that's why. I will be changing a few things.

Hiei: sitting in tree eating sweet snow She stole it.

Shonoki: I did not!!! growls . I only own Ayame, not the YuYu gang, they are my friends however. Points to gang

Everyone (minus Hiei): Hey

Hiei: Hn.

Shonoki: Anyway, on with the story.

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Ayame laid on the ground in a field while starring up a the cloudless sky. She had just gotten rid of two demons that found there way into the human world. The wind blew across the field, making her blonde red tipped hair cover her eyes.

"Why can't every day be like this," Ayame sat up and looked out at the forest in front of her. "No demons attacking, no having to defend the human race, just a normal ordinary day with nothing to-" She stopped when she saw a black figure falling from the sky into the forest in front of her.

"What the hell is that? It better not be a demon, I'm getting tired of having to track them." She picked up katana and headed for the woods. "Hey Ayame," Ayame stopped at the sound of her friend Miu's voice. Miu was 18. She was taller then Ayame (then again everybody is, Ayame is only 5'3") and had long brown hair that was usually in a braid.

"Hey Miu, what's up?" Ayame asked. "Nothing much, I haven't seen you for awhile so Naoko and I thought maybe we could hang out again sometime soon." Ayame shook her head. "Probably not, the number of demon attacks has increased dramatically lately, in fact I think one just fell in the woods." Miu's face paled. She had been attacked by a demon before a long time ago, she learned about all three worlds, Koenma, demons, and everything else soon after.(except for the spirit detectives)

"Umm, on second thought, I have things to do, so I'll just be going now." Miu said as she went to turn. "Miu it might be a better idea if you stand here and wait for me to give you the all clear."

Miu turned and looked at Ayame pleadingly. "You'll be fine, here." Ayame put her ands out in front of her and focused her energy. Soon Miu was surrounded by a dark purple bubble. "That shield will stay up until a) I let it down or b) I get knocked unconscious." Miu nodded in understanding. "I'll be right back."

Ayame walked into the woods toward where she felt a slight energy signal but it was fading. 'It must have gotten hurt when it landed.' She soon came to an area of the woods where a bunch of branches had broken off of the surrounding trees. She starred in surprise at the body laying on top of them. He had black gravity defying hair, a white starburst in the center. There was a white bandana tied around his forehead as well as a bandage around his right arm. He was wearing a black tank top and baggy pants to match, a katana by his side, she also noticed that he was slightly taller then her, but only a few inches. "Miu! Come give me a hand!" Ayame walked closer and check the guys pulse, as well as an energy signal. Cuts and scrapes covered his body, some made by the trees others made by a weapon of some sort. 'He was fighting something recently, those wounds are fresh.' A twig snapped nearby, causing Ayame to turn.

"Is the demon gone?" Miu asked as she came up behind you. "No actually, he's unconscious. And he's not a demon, he's an apportion. Come on, help me get him to my house." Miu stood still for a moment. "He's not bad Miu." Ayame stated while gazing at her friend with icy blue eyes. "Huh, oh it's not that. I was just noticing his hair. It's all spiky, how much gel do you think he uses." "Miu, now's really no the time." Miu snapped out of it. "Oops sorry."

at Ayame's house

Ayame set the guy on the bed in the guest room of her house. "Miu, I need you to bring me the first aid kit and the ointment." Miu nodded and took off for the down stairs. Ayame pulled the black shirt off of him and realized it was covered in blood as well as ripped in many places. 'Geez this guy lost a lot of blood, it's a wonder he's still alive.'

"I got the stuff, I brought of a couple of wet rags as well." Miu stated as she entered the room. "Thanks Miu." Ayame grabbed one of the rags and started cleaning the wounds. "Well there's something I don't see everyday." Miu said while giggling. "What?" Miu pointed at Ayame. "Usually I'm bandaging you. It's kind of weird to watch you bandage someone else." Ayame smirked and tied the bandage off. "There all done." She set a roll of bandages on the table next to the bed along with the ointment.

"Thanks for your help Miu, sorry we couldn't spend the afternoon hanging out like old times." Miu shook her head. "Don't worry about it, you have a duty to protect the city. Naoko, the boys, and I understand." Ayame smiled. "Thanks, apologize to Naoko for me." Miu nodded. She looked at her watch and gasped. "Ahh, I'm gunna be late for soccer practice." She ran toward the steps, stopped and turned back to Ayame. "Call me when and let me know if he's alright later on, Ja ne." "Ja ne, Miu."

Ayame closed the door to the room and headed for her own. As she did, she glanced at the locked door next to it. The room hadn't been opened for a few years now, and thinking about it just made it hurt more. She felt tears try to force their way out but she forced them back, she hadn't cried in a long time, she refused to.

Once in her room, Ayame grabbed her drawing book and then headed back downstairs. She sat down at the table and started to sketch what ever came to her mind. After a while the picture started to take on shape. A girl with long hair flowing down her back stood in the middle of a field. Beautiful wings adorned her back and two short swords where clasped in her hand. Flames danced around her, but left her unharmed. Her eyes starred back, reflecting a mixture of sorrow, pain, and somehow joy and victory as well. Ayame studied the picture; it wasn't like her to draw something with so much detail. She set the pad and pencil down and started on dinner.

She had just finished getting out two bowls for the soup when she felt the energy of her guest upstairs, spike dramatically. 'I guess he's awake.' She put dished up a bowl of soup and put on a tray with a cup of tea, then headed upstairs with it.

Ayame set the tray on the floor next to the door, then knocked. "Hello, are you alright in there?" No answer. "I brought you something to eat, your probably hungry after recovering." still nothing. eye twitch "I know your awake in there." There was still no answer. Ayame turned the doorknob and walked into the room. The bed was empty save for some old bandages, and the window was open. 'He ran off! I helped him out and everything and he goes and disappears with out a word!' "That jerk, errr he's lucky I don't know who he is." Ayame leaned out the window and looked around. Nothing.

She sighed in defeat and turned to go back to the door only to come face to face, umm, well, point with a katana. She looked up from the blade into two crimson eyes. "Uhh, if this is how you thank somebody, I'd hate to see what you do to those that hurt you." "Hn, that doesn't happen." The crimson eyed guy replied. "Ahh, so you can talk. Oh, and obviously it does seeing as how me and my friend carried your unconscious body back here." Ayame felt the tip of the katana push harder on her neck.

She sighed then snickered. "What so funny?" Ayame glared at the guy. "Oh nothing, but why don't you take a look at your stomach before you start getting any ideas." The man looked down and saw a dagger only a few centimeters from his already wounded abdomen. He smirked and removed his katana. Ayame did the same with her dagger.

"So what's your name?" Ayame asked as she leaned against the window frame. "Hn, why should I tell you." eye twitch again "Look unless you want me to start calling you spike, I suggest you tell me your name." The guy paused for a moment. "Hiei" Ayame smiled. "Nice to meet you Hiei, I'm Ayame Mitzuru."

Ayame walked toward the door and grabbed the tray. "And this is your dinner. I hope you like Miso soup, cause it's all I have right now." She set the tray down on a table and turned to Hiei. "When you're done eating just leave the tray outside your door. I'll be right back with a change of clothes for you." Before Hiei could protest Ayame left the room. Hiei looked over at the soup, and then sat down. He tasted it and found that it was surprisingly good.

Ayame came back with a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweat pants. "I'm pretty sure these will fit you. I'll leave them on the bed. When you get done and stuff bring the clothes your wearing now down with you so that I can wash them, there covered in blood." Hiei didn't reply, he just starred at her. "What?" "Where am I?" Ayame gave him a puzzled look. "You're in Kyoto, why?" Hiei looked back down at his soup. "Something wrong?" "I don't belong here."