Look upon his face-

What do you see?

A fierce gaze,

Glaring at me?

Look at that frown-

And tell me now,

Is that a man,

Who refuses to bow?

Glancing at the sword,

Gleaming, proud,

Is that a weapon,

Which rips through a crowd?

Answer me my last question,

Unsaid, though it may be,

Is there a soul

Which longs to be free?

One man sees the glare and eyes,

The forbidden child, he cries.

Another sees the frown,

And thought of a man so renown.

Then there is he,

He who sees the sword.

He sees skill, talent,

And a worrier oh so gallant.

And then there's me,

A child though I may be.

But I see a soul-

Longing to be set free.

I see a boy,

Who had grown to fast.

I see a child…

Crying, who dwells in the past.

Shapa Kura studied her poem for the fifth time and still could not decide if she liked it or not. If he ever read it she knew that she would be in trouble. That was just part of her curse. If any of his friends ever read it then she was going to be in big trouble. They couldn't do anything to her, she knew that for certain, no the problem was the questions they would ask. Questions that she wouldn't and couldn't answer no matter what!

Sighing she closed her notebook and stood up from her spot on the gym floor. Then in silence she watched as the objects of her thoughts walked in. Yusuka Urameshi, the punk of the school and the leader of the spirit detectives. Kazuma Kuwabara, the stupid clown of the group and the one that seemed to hold them together with his stupid dares and challenges. Yoko Kurama, other wise known as Suichi Minimono. The peacekeeper of the group, the only one with any brains, and the one just about every girl wanted to go out with. Last of all the inspiration for her poem Hiei the keeper of the jegon eye, the black fire dragon and in her opinion the cutes one of them all.

They had just gotten back from a mission. She knew this the instant they got with in five feet of her. Separate she could withstand their memories and block them out of her mind. Together they over powered her mind and she saw their pasts once more as well as the mission they had just finished. If he ever found out that she knew he would more then likely kill her.

Grasping her notebook to her chest she squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the on slot of memories and thoughts to pass. Suddenly another presence entered her mind and began to open all of the doors she had closed. Locks broke open as terrible memories flooded her mind. Pain exploded inside her mind as she ground her teeth together and let out a low groan that spoke of her pain.

"Hay are you all right?" she barely heard a voice say through her pain as she struggled to push everything back. She nodded not trusting herself to speak.

"You don't look so good are you sure?" Once again she nodded. Just then her knees gave out from under her. Hands quickly reached out to steady her as she continued to fight.

"Leave me be!" she growled to the presence in her mind. "I don't want you here go away! Leave me alone! Get out of my mind!" She felt the shock that came from the people she had now been able to identify as the spirit detectives but ignored it in favor of fighting of her intruder.

"I'll be back!" a voice whispered in her mind before it left. All energy gone she completely collapsed into their arms.

"Are you all right Shapa?" the P.E. teacher asked her very worried.

"I'm fine sir. Just have a really bad headache all of a sudden," she told him with a small smile as she struggled to stand up.

"Yusuka you and your friends be use full for once and help Shapa here to the nurses office," he commanded. Yusuka nodded as they gently began to steer her out of the room.

"Don't need to go to the nurses office," she mumbled.

"Glad to hear that," Yusuka said. "Cause we weren't planning on taking you to the nurses office."

"We weren't?" Kuwabara said dumbly.

"Nope we're planning on having a little chat on the roof!" Yusuka said cheerfully.

At that she panicked and bucked in their grasps causing them to let her go. Without hesitating she ran. She knew from experience that it would take them a few seconds to realize what she had done. Taking a sharp left she stumbled into the girls bathroom that was thankfully full. Going to one of the stalls she sank down completely exhausted. Suddenly she realized that she no longer had her notebook with her. She groaned and berried her head in her hands. Her whole life was in that thing! No matter what happened she had to get it back! The only question she was left with though was how?