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Elements (Sunject to change when I think of something better)
By: CrimsonFox
Rating: PG, for now, but will change in later chapters
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho
Author's Note: I apologize for this, but I'm not sure what's really going on with this site, it took me this long to find that there was a Yu Yu Hakusho section. I hope you guys like this story, it's pretty much a rewrite of an old story I had once posted here.

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Prologue:

Shadows whirled about the long, white marble hallway, the lights flickering from the large torches lining the way.

Gold eyes flickered over every detail of the locked doors lining the way.

"�Kuronue"� I'm not going to let you go"�'

The tall man with long silver hair and matching ears and tail slid further down the hall. He had managed to slip into the well guarded palace of the spirit world. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he was going to get his lover back. Death would not be the end of them. It was too final for the now frantic fox.

"�Kuronue"�'

He was passing by what had to be the largest and oldest door in the palace. The wood was stained a dark color, encrusted with ancient script that Kurama had never learned. Six different locks from all over the world and some of the heaviest chains adorned the arch leading to the door.

It called to him. It begged him. It taunted him. It had to be opened.

*****

Chapter 1: Youko Kurama?

*****

The teenager with the exotic crimson red hair wiped the sweat from his shinning brow as three girls approached with a towel each bared for him.

"Heh, really, thank you all, but I'm fine,"� he held up his hands, backing away slowly. He had become accustomed to this, but that didn't mean he had to like it. One of the girls became a bit more bold and took a step forward, "Um, really, I'm okay, but thank you all."�

"Shuuichi, you're completely drenched,"� she shoved the towel at him once again and he could smell the rich perfume she must have used on it.

"No, thank you though, you are all very thoughtful."�

"Minamino!"�

"�Saved by the coach!' the redhead gave a final smile to the three girls before running as quickly as possible towards the over weight and hairy man. Even on his escape he could hear his fellow pupils giggling softly to one another.

"Thank you, Mr. Miyagi,"� Shuuichi panted as he approached.

"No problem, Shuuichi,"� he ruffled the long red hair with a large cheerful smile, "You remind me of myself when I was your age. I was quite popular with the ladies."�

"I'm sure you were,"� Shuuichi gave a rather nervous smile.

"Welp, ya got two more laps you should be finishing up before you can go change."�

"Yes, sir,"� he stretched his arms quickly before taking to the track again. The down side to being the top runner in the school was that Shuuichi went through a lot more work to keep his title.

"You're doing a great job!"�

*****

The redhead was too happy with his life. He had a mother who loved him and even though he had lost his father before he can remember he knew that his mother was doing very well to take care of him with the time that she had. He held the top rank in his school and held the highest spot in the varsity track team. He was the most popular boy in school with the greatest looks, according to the votes. His life was what one could call perfect"� so why was he so lonely and sad.

He loved to walk the long forest path home, occasionally finding a nice shady spot under a large tree to sit and read. It was of course during one of these very peaceful comforting moments that he was greeted by yet another girl.

"Ah, Kurama, I'm so happy that I finally found you!"� a blue haired girl with odd pink eyes looked down at him.

He was slightly confused by the beautiful kimono that she wore, "Um, I'm sorry, but you must have me confused for someone else. My name is Shuuichi, it is very nice to meet you."�

"Hm, you don't act like the Youko,"� she pulled out a compass, "but this thing says that you are truly him. Do you have any idea how hard it was to find a strand of your hair? It took years!"�

"I-I'm sorry, but"�"� Shuuichi stood from the warm, sun baked earth, "I think I should be getting home."�

"Ah! Don't go yet! My name's Botan, and I'm here to let you know what truly happened to you!"�

"What truly happened to me? I have never had amnesia, and I think I have a pretty good memory. You don't have to tell me anything about myself."�

"In this life, you have all of your memories, but you seem to have forgotten everything before you were born."�

Shuuichi was starting to go crazy, what was this girl talking about? "How can I have memories before I was born?"�

"You're not who you think you are."�

Shuuichi shook his head, "This sounds like some horrible sci-fi movie."�

"Well, unfortunately for you, Mr. Shuuichi, this is your reality. You are in fact Youko Kurama, the infamous thief of the Makai."�

"Makai?"�

"The Demon world."�

"I'm sorry, Ms. Botan, but I have never stolen anything in my life, and I can not possibly have lived in the Demon world, seeing as to how I am not nor have I ever been a demon."�

"Sorry, Honey, but it's all true. You are in fact known as the "�sex god' by some."�

"I've been reading way too many books. Now, if you'll excuse me, I should be heading home right now."�

"You don't feel right, do you?"� the strange girl with even stranger eyes asked suddenly, halting Shuuichi in his tracks.

"I-what?"�

"You feel awkward, as if you don't fit in your own skin, right?"�

"I'm sure that is how everyone my age feels. It's called teenage angst."�

"You're different. You know you are. I am supposed to give you this,"� she handed a small bottle to him.

"What is it?"� Shuuichi studied what appeared to be a disgusting prune in a thick brown liquid.

"It's the "�Fruit of the Past Lives', and it should help you realize the truth. Do not take more than a teaspoon a day, it is very powerful, and we are really sure about all of the side effects."�

"Side effects?"� he voice nearly broke, "I don't know if I can really take all of this in."�

"Well, you're going to have to, cause you'll be leaving in a week."�

"W-what? Leaving? What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere."�

"Just try the syrup, okay?"� her face became gentle, almost sad, "I'll come to see you in a few days and explain some more things. Please, Kurama, we need your help."�

""�"� Shuuichi had to bite his tongue not to yell about being called "�Kurama'. The look she was giving him said that she was very serious about the whole thing, "Okay."�

"Thank you very much. Oh dear, I seem to have fallen a bit behind schedule,"� she pulled an oar out of thin air, "I'll see you later."�

Shuuichi watched in complete surprise as the girl rode off into the air. He had to have stood there a good twenty minutes before he realized that leaving his jaw hanging open like that obviously led to a very dry mouth.

*****

"�What do I do?' he turned the bottle in his hand for what had to be the hundredth time. He knew it wasn't poison, something about the sadness in Botan's eyes told him that this had to be done whether he liked it or not.

"�Might as well get it over with,' he uncorked the small glass, and instantly regretted not having the window opened. Although not overpowering, the smell smelled as if the dried prune had been sitting in there for a thousand years.

Putting less than half a teaspoon in the spoon, he slowly brought the thick liquid to his lips. Holding his breath and closing his eyes as tightly as possible, "�Kurama' brought the spoon into his mouth and managed to choke it down. It didn't taste nearly as bad as it looked or smelled, but that didn't mean it was anywhere mean appetizing either.

Swallowing two glasses of water afterwards, Shuuichi got ready for bed, rinsing out his mouth three times in a row, finally getting rid of the taste when he had brushed away all of his taste buds roughly.

"Ugh,"� he slumped into bed, "Nothing even happened. Oh well, I guess I'm not this"� Ku"� ra"�mmm"�"�

*****

His surroundings were black, but he could smell blood that drenched everything though he knew there was none, and the feeling of deep despair saturated every bit of his being, choking him into a fit of coughs. He was drowning!

He could barely focus on anything else other than trying to regulate his breathing; taking oxygen in and carbon-dioxide out. Work lungs!

What was going on"� Someone"� someone very important to him was gone"� forever"� dead, but who? Mother? No, this "�him' didn't have a mother he knew"� someone very close, even closer than a mother"�

"�Run!'

What? Who was that?

"�Run, Kurama!'

My name isn't Kurama, whose voice is that?

"�Run, save yourself!'

From what?

"�Please go!'

If it hadn't been for that necklace"�

Necklace?

*****

"Shuichi? Are you okay?"�

"M-mother?"� he sat up in more speed than he normally had in the morning.

"Are you okay? You didn't wake to your alarm, and when I came to get you, you were whimpering in bed. What's wrong?"�

"I don't know"�"�

"Look at you. You're sweating and whatever you were dreaming about made you cry, are you alright?"� her thumb brushed over his cheek.

"I"� I"�"�

"Why don't you stay home for the day, okay? I'm sure you can take one day off from school,"� she smiled, wiping her son's brow, "Go back to sleep."�

Sleep"� he feared what else might be waiting for him in his dreams.

"I'll bring you some chicken noodle soup before I go, okay?"� she kissed his cheek before heading out of her perfect son's room.

"Y-yes"� thank you, mother"�"�

*****

When did I fall asleep?

The memories were happier this time, at least, he felt warm with the smell of fresh air and exotic plants, and the nothingness around him was a little lighter other than the tall figure with a wide brim hat and large wings"�

Who are you?

"�Morning, love.'

Love?

"�Why don't we go down to the waterfall and get cleaned up a little?'

Why is he smirking? How do I know that he's smirking? Why do I desperately want to go with him?

"�Come along my beloved Youko.'

Kuronue!

The tall shadow turned and started to walk away, his hips swaying from side to side.

Don't leave me!

Kuronue did not listen, he continued to walk away.

No, Kuronue!

*****

"Who is Kuronue?"�

"What?"� emerald eyes popped open to see the dark haired mother looming over him, the smell of chicken noodle permeating the air.

"You were saying Kuronue over and over again."�

"I"� I don't know"�"�

"That's very odd,"� she gave a questioning look, "Well, unfortunately, sweetie, I have to get to work, but call me if you need anything, and I'll be right over. I love you, take care of yourself."�

"Of course, have a nice day."�

Kuronue"� his lover"� well"� that did explain a few things for the way that he was now. He had absolutely no interest in the girls that followed him around everyday, but that might be because they were all stalking him.

"Kuronue,"� it flowed off of his tongue. It was so natural that it was almost scary. He knew he had never heard the name before, but it seemed that it had been with him his entire life.

He picked up the bowl his mother had placed on his side table and began to eat it in hopes that he was just hallucinating, and making up these dreams, and they were just a coincidence that came with that "�Fruit of the Past Lives'.

"Kuronue,"� he tried the name one more time, finding that the strange flow of the word was disappearing. Maybe it really was just a dream.

*****

Bright, warm sunlight and gentle laughter filled this third dream.

"Hm, fox."�

Oh my!

"So sweet"� mm, beautiful, absolutely perfect"�"�

Ah!

The amazing warmth filled him as he felt a strong man moving over him. He seemed tall, but they were about the same height it seemed. There was so much trust in this motion as he grabbed the other man's well toned arms. It was all too good to take in at once. The emotional and physical flood gate had been opened and he cried out his pleasure.

*****

"Oh"�oh my,"� Shuuichi sat up with more than sweat this time. Thank goodness his mother had already left for work.

The teenager sat in bed, his feet resting on the cool wooden flooring, his head resting in his slightly shaking hands. He could feel the dream still thrumming through his body, shaking him to the very core.

After a few calming breaths, Shuuichi realized that there was something off about his room"�

"What is going on?"� he noticed his usually thriving plants were growing out of control. Normally he just thought that his abilities with plants was just a green thumb, but after that dream, and the fact that his plants were breaking out of their pots to grow even larger, their roots spreading the dirt over what used to be his pristinely vacuumed carpet.

Trying to clear his head, Shuuichi cleaned up himself before starting on his room.

"Hey there, Kurama!"� a familiar female voice called out.

A voice called out to the teenager and he nearly jumped out of his skin, "Who's there? How did you get in my house?"�

"I'm not in your house, yet."�

"What?"�

"Look out you window, silly,"� the girl, Botan, was seated on her oar once again, floating quite comfortably in her bubble gum pink kimono.

"What are you doing?"� he nearly pulled her arm off trying to get her in his room, "What if someone saw you?"�

"Don't worry, no one can see me unless they're dead or have very well developed spiritual sense."�

"What are you doing here?"� he let out an annoyed sigh before going to try to clean up the mess his plants had created.

"I'm here to see how your memories are going,"� the perky girl asked happily, making the large oar disappear.

"Fine."�

"Oh, really? Do you believe that you're Kurama?"� she bounced with joy.

"No. I am Shuuichi. This is all some bad hoax, and you're giving me some weird drug, aren't you?"�

"Yes, that's exactly how I got your plants to grow out of control. Those are your powers, you fool! Get it through your head, you are Kurama! Youko was renowned for his thievery and ability to control plants. My guess is that you have always had a great green-thumb, right? All plants seemed to flourish twice as much under your care."�

"How did"�?"�

"You have a natural gift, because it was"� it is your power. I can't make those things happen. Those plants are growing, because you want them to."�

"I want them to ruin my floor?"� he refused to believe this, he couldn't believe that he was anything more than just a teenage boy, a human boy.

"Okay,"� Botan let out an exacerbated sigh, "they're growing because they're feeding off of your power. You can't quite control it so the plants are able to use you as much as they want to."�

"This is not happening!"� Shuuichi covered his face with his hands.

"It is! This is all real,"� the blue haired girl chirped happily, "You have finally been found, Kurama. You can now go and save the world!"�

"Save the world? I'm supposed to save the world?"�

"Yes, and you know that you can if you try. I've been following you for quite a while. I've noted your extreme abilities in sports and popularity amongst your peers."�

"Popularity? What does that even have to do with anything?"�

"Well"� Kurama has always been known for his sensual presence and"� um"� he was"� very, well"� he was kind of"� promiscuous"�"�

"So I was a slut?"� Shuuichi ran a hand through his hair, trying not to pull the roots right out of his scalp. This was a really, really greatly planned and elaborate joke, right?

"Well"� I wouldn't really say that, but"� sort of."�

"Then who is Kuronue?"�

"Aa, you remember more details than I had expected,"� the grim reaper tapped her chin in thought.

"Who is he?"�

"Well"�"� she let out a heavy sigh, "That's a long story, and I'm not sure if it's best for me to tell you what the spirit world knows or for you to learn on your own. You are, of course, the only one who knows the real details."�

"Please, tell me, I'll make us some tea,"� he gestured toward the door and the two sat down at the kitchen table.

*****

"Aa"� so, this is real?"� Shuuichi's brows furrowed as he stared into his tea, "I am this"� Kurama?"�

"Yes, you are Youko Kurama, the greatest thief that any of these worlds have seen."�

"Worlds"� there are different worlds."�

"Yes, and there are small portals between these dimensions, which connect the demon world, the spirit world, and this, the human world."�

""�"� Shuuichi's grip tightened on the tea cup.

"I know this is a lot for you to take in so quickly, but you have to understand, Kurama, that you are the only one that can stop Chaos."�

"Why me? Why do I have to save these worlds? I don't think that I can do it."�

"You can, and you will. You will not be alone. There are the elements that you have to find to stop Chaos."�

"Elements?"�

"Yes. The legend says that the one who releases Chaos will find the faithful youth with boundless energy, the exuberant knight with no horse, the heart of ice encased in fire, and the heart of fire encased in ice. They will be the ones to help you defeat Chaos. Unfortunately, the prophecy was lost after this."�

"So, you have no idea as to how I'm supposed to actually save the worlds, just that I go about and collect these"�"�elements'?"�

"Basically,"� she shrugged sheepishly, "I'm very sorry, Kurama, but we need you to move fast. You are needed in the demon world."�

"What am I supposed to do in the demon world? I'd be killed instantly."�

"You are Kurama. You are the greatest thief! You can do this!"�

Shuuichi took a deep breath, "I don't really have a choice, do I?"�

"Of course you do. Will you allow the world to live or die?"�

"That's not fair! What if I try to save the worlds and fail? It will be because of me that all life stops, or whatever it is that happens if Chaos wins."�

"I'm sorry, Kurama, but destiny has this all planned out."�

"Destiny does not tell me anything."�

"It is too late for that now!"� Botan stood with extreme anger radiating over her normally cheerful form.

"Please calm yourself, Ms. Botan."�

"Please,"� she blushed a bright red, "Call me Botan, there's no need to be formal."�

Shuuichi raised an eyebrow at the sudden change in the girl's character.

"No one has ever called me "�Ms. Botan' before,"� she smiled sweetly.

"�Oh, no"�'

"Oh, dear"� if I wasn't already dating,"� she sighed out.

"�And if I wasn't already gay"�'

"Now, then, Kurama, I need you to tell me how you feel about going to the demon world. You are the only one who can save all three. I do have to point out the fact that you had technically been the one to start this whole mess,"� she used her forefinger to scold him.

"I am? What did I do? How the hell did I set Chaos on the world?"�

"Worlds"� actually, and I don't think that I should be the one to tell you. It's a bit hard to explain, but you have your reasons, and with the fruit of the past lives, you will eventually remember everything. Now please, I hate to push this on you, but I have to know your answer. You must leave as soon as possible."�

""�I don't have a choice. I can't live with the fact that I destroyed the world"�"�

"Worlds."�

"How long will this take?"�

"You have about one year. You will spend the next month training with Genkai so you can control your powers."�

"Genkai,"� he made a mental checklist.

"After that, you will be shown to the demon world, where you will have to find the four other elements."�

"Then"� we have no idea?"�

"Right!"� she responded a little too cheerfully.

"Great"� This Genkai, is he in the spirit world or demon world?"�

"No, she's just a half hour away when flying,"� she held up her flying oar, which seemed to appear from thin air.

"On that?"� he eyed it skeptically.

"Of course!"�

"A month"� a year"� I might never see mother again"�"�

""� I can deliver letters back and forth between you two every now and then, when there's a break in my schedule."�

"It's just not the same. I've never been on my own. I've always had mother. I'm only seventeen."�

"Technically you're over a thousand."�

"Oh dear god! I don't even remember half my birthdays."�

"Well"� um, I don't believe that that's really important right now,"� she insisted.

"I know, but there is so much to take in, I think that it's best if I let the small things be what really get me, okay?"� he massaged his temples.

"Whatever makes you feel better,"� she shrugged.

""�I-I think that I believe you, but"� I need to tell my mother, or at least tell her I'll be gone for a while."�

*****

~TBC~

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