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Hey everyone!! It�s Kumiko again. Remember I don�t own any of the YYH characters. Wish I did though. Lol. HAKAI IS MINE!! NO PLAGERIZING!

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Confusion

Part 1

By: Kumiko

How is it that I find myself again looking at this book of memories so old that I can hardly remember their names? Yet, in my heart I can hear their voices and see their movements like it was just yesterday that I saw them. I cannot understand this feeling deep down within me when I catch a simple glance at the photos. Still, I look day after day at this book and at each photo. Staring at each trying to find a hidden memory within my soul deep down inside. The young man at his desk thought to himself as he rested his head in his arms, looking at the photo album. He wasn�t usually one to think about certain things but this confused him. If he hadn�t seen any of the people in a few years, why does he still act like he knows them? Even he didn�t know why he did such a thing.

He sighed and closed the album, running a hand through his dark brown hair. Leaning back in his chair, he closed his brown eyes and linked his hands behind his head.

�Yuusuke, are you awake in there?� A familiar voice asked through the doorway. It was a voice he heard everyday at this time. A voice that annoyed him to no end.

�Hai, Botan, I am in here,� he yelled back as he stood and put the album back on the shelf where he found it.

The door opened and Yuusuke found himself staring into the eyes of this blue-haired version of death. She was always so cheerful before but now she seemed so somber.

�What is it, Botan, is something wrong?� He asked, grabbing a hold of her shoulders.

She shook her head, her hair swinging from side-to-side. �Lord Koenma wishes to speak with you, Yuusuke, and he isn�t too happy about what he has to talk about.�

Yuusuke nodded and sighed. �I�ll be right there, tell him that.�

She nodded and left.

He glanced once more at the album on the shelf, sighing. Then, closing the door behind him, he left his room in the Reikai to go visit the Reikai ruler. The halls leading to Koenma�s room were dark and gloomy. They weren�t like they were years ago when he used to walk them to report to the ruler. Although, back then the worlds weren�t run by the demons of the Makai. The demons still allowed Koenma to rule the Reikai but under one condition. Yuusuke was uninformed of this condition, like many others he was aware of. He seemed to be the victim of many in this little war among the worlds.

It didn�t take him long to reach the door to Lord Koenma�s office. The doors were decorated with the scene from the battle ending the war in which the demons won against the once powerful Reikai Tentai. There were four fighters on the side of the Reikai that stood out. Their faces were somewhat familiar to him yet he couldn�t place them.

Even before he could think more on the decorated doors they opened for him to enter. He took the first step carefully then made his way in naturally. At the other end of the room, a small toddler sat in a huge chair behind a large desk. A blue ogre stood to his side, talking quietly amongst themselves until they heard Yuusuke�s footsteps.

�You�re here,� the little guy said, turning to face Yuusuke. �The news I have to tell you may shatter your heart more than it already has been shattered.�

�Tell me anyway! I want to hear it,� he yelled, approaching the desk.

Koenma sighed. �It seems that the Makai has taken another route away from us and has decided to take over the Ningenkai. We want you to go down there and watch out for any demon that isn�t familiar to you.�

At first he just nodded but then a thought hit him. Familiar to me? Why would any demon be familiar to me? �Why would I know any demon, my lord?�

Koenma shook his head, remembering his condition he had agreed to when the war ended. �Just watch out for any of them.�

Yuusuke nodded, still confused. He turned to leave the room.

�Oh and Yuusuke.�

He turned to look at Koenma. �Hai?�

�Botan will be checking in on you just in case you are injured. She will also explain the rest of the details to you,� the small lord added before the Tentai left.

Another nod and Yuusuke was gone to his room. He began to pack up his things in his room. Most of his clothing fit into a small suitcase that he�d carry with him to his new residence. Before he left his room, he grabbed the album off the shelf and when to meet up with Botan.

She waited for him outside the gates to the Reikai palace. Her usual smile wasn�t on her face when he met up with her.

�Kon�nichi wa, Yuusuke,� she said, bowing to him.

He did the same to her.

�Shall we get going, then?� She asked, producing her oar.

Yuusuke nodded and climbed on behind her. Botan soared down to the Ningenkai quick enough just so that Yuusuke was able to keep a hand on his things.

When they reached the Ningenkai, they landed in a small alley where they wouldn�t be noticed. Botan lead him out of the alley, explaining things on the way to his new home.

�Lord Koenma has arranged a place for you to stay while you are here,� she said, quietly. �You won�t have to worry about rent or anything else; he had taken care of that already. While you are here, you�ll spend your days in a normal high school, where you can watch the traffic of the younger kids. After that you will scout out the city at night to watch the older folks. You will get the hang of this eventually, so don�t worry.�

They arrived at his new apartment in only a matter of minutes. �Here we are, Yuusuke, you�re new home.�

Yuusuke looked up at the building, sighing. He followed her the entire way up to his new home. All he really wanted was to get inside here and go to sleep. The memories that awoke from the pictures were unhappy ones yet they sparked interest in his heart.

�You�ll start school tomorrow, Yuusuke, don�t forget.� She said, smiling. �If I need to I will come wake you.�

Yuusuke chuckled. �I�ll remember tomorrow, don�t worry.�

With that she left him outside his new home. As soon as she was gone, he unlocked the door and entered the empty apartment. For a moment he stood in the open doorway, looking at the emptiness of the place where was to live. He sighed again and closed the door behind him, locking it.

He walked over to the kitchen area and sat down his suitcase. There was a small table by the refrigerator where he sat his album. In his heart he debated whether to look through the album or go to sleep and start fresh the next morning. Finally the little amount of energy he felt in his body took over and he decided to go to bed. He removed his jacket and shoes and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. As a substitute for a blanket he used his jacket. It took only a short minute for him to fall asleep after his eyes drifted shut.

The morning sun woke him early in the morning. After he finally got moving, he found that someone had entered him apartment late that night and dropped off the uniform for the school he was to attend. He took a short shower to wash his hair before dressing in his school uniform. Unlike before, he didn�t gel his hair down, it had gotten to be far more of a hassle lately. Besides some people thought he looked better when he let it the way it usually was naturally.

His food supply in his apartment was nowhere to be seen so he went without a breakfast like so many mornings before. He wasn�t too thrilled to be going back to school and this time he had to keep his grades up. If he didn�t Koenma would kill him or send him to the most powerful of the demons, which were too strong for him. Sighing, he walked out of his home and toward his school.

He tried to keep his face to himself but it failed. Every face he passed brought back some kind of memory he couldn�t quite make out. One face after another and one memory after another. Soon he felt like his head was going to explode with the amount of information it was processing. It wasn�t like he wasn�t used to thinking, it was just that he didn�t want to think about what he was remembering. Everything seemed so harmful, well everything that he could make out properly.

I don�t want to think about it anymore, he said to himself, rubbing his forehead as he walked. It�s too hard to think about. My memories are so gruesome. So hard to see. Why am I seeing these things when I look at everything?

He wasn�t watching where he was going and ended up knocking the person in front of him over. This kicked him from his trance and back to reality where he found himself laying on top of another guy. For a moment he just laid there, staring at the person under him. Then he remembered what he was doing. He stood up quickly and helped the other to his feet. Both were blushing in their embarrassment.

�Gomen nasai, I didn�t mean to knock you over,� Yuusuke said, rubbing the back of his head.

�It was an accident,� the other said in a strange voice.

Yuusuke�s eyes shot open and he looked-or rather started- at the young man around his age. The red hair and green eyes reminded him of one of the photos in his album. He knew this boy yet he couldn�t remember why or how he knew him. It was all a black to him, there were no memories of a name to go along with that face.

He heard the other boy chuckle, again bringing him back to reality.

�It looks like you are new to this area,� he said, smiling at Yuusuke. �My name is Shuuichi Minamino. What�s yours?�

�Yuusuke, Yuusuke Urameshi,� he replied, bowing his head to the other kid.

�You and I go to the same school, by the looks of our uniforms,� Shuuichi suggested. �Why don�t I show you where the school is, it�s not too far from here?�

Yuusuke nodded. He followed the young man toward his new school, thinking. Shuuichi Minamino, I know that name but only vaguely. There was someone I knew who went by that name and another. What connection do I have with this young man?

�Yuusuke?�

�. �Yuusuke?�

He shook his head and looked up. �Hai?�

�You were spacing out, Yuusuke,� Shuuichi said, smiling. �We are already at school. Most kids wait until school starts to space out.�

�Gomen nasai,� he answered, grinning.

�Come on, I will show you the office. Then you can get situated with their help,� the young boy said, leading him into the school building.

Shuuichi led him to the large office where other students stood, waiting.

Once inside, Yuusuke bid him a farewell, promising that he�d be okay by himself. I remember a young man like this, he thought, rubbing his eyes.

�Excuse me, I was just transferred into this school,� he said to the lady behind the desk.

�Ah, yes, Yuusuke Urameshi,� she read off of a packet of paper. �Not many kids are lucky enough to get transferred to this school. You must be very important to get into here.� She handed him a small packet of paper. �This is your schedule, the map and all of the information you will need as a new student to our school.�

�Arigato,� he said, taking the packet and walking out of the office. He began to flip through the packet and found the list of his classes. After reading the list he sighed. English first, I must have incredible luck. He thought to himself as he began his walk to his first class.

The class wasn�t very full, yet he did see Shuuichi again. It pained him a little to see the young man, something inside him didn�t like this kid. Yet another part was happy to see him, it was one more student he knew. He was introduced to the class and placed in the seat on Shuuichi�s right side. Luckily for him, he stayed awake for the entire class and managed to stay with everyone in class.

After class, he got to talk with Shuuichi again. This time it was less embarrassing than before.

�You did well for the first time in class,� the red-head said, smiling as he walked Yuusuke to his next class. �Not many kids can stay awake during Sensei Imide�s lectures.�

�But you do.�

�I know,� he replied, nodding a bit. �That�s because I enjoy English very much.�

Yuusuke nodded. His voice is so familiar. Why can I not remember him from before? I know I knew him. �What is your next class?�

�Algebra. Yours?�

�History.� Yuusuke glanced at his schedule and sighed. �Arigato, Minamino-san.�

�Just call me Shuuichi.�

�Hai, you can call my Yuusuke.�

Shuuichi nodded and left him.

For a moment he stood there before moving to his next class. The first day of classes went all the same; he�d meet the teacher and the student then onto the next class. When it came to gym, he was in heaven. It was his chance to show then what he could do. He didn�t was to look like a show-off but he did the best he could. In the beginning of class they were to run 4 laps around the track. For being the newest student in class, the teacher congratulated him on being the second person to finish. The student who finished in first was a small student, shorter than he was at least. His hair was spiky with a white star in the center.

I wonder who he is, he thought to himself as he rested and waited for the other students. He seems slightly familiar like Shuuichi and like Shuuichi I cannot place a name to him.

�Urameshi!�

Yuusuke looked up and found him being stared straight into the teacher�s eyes. �Yes, sensei?�

�I want you to pay attention when I am addressing all of the students, got it?�

�Of course, sensei,� he said, nodding to him.

The other students were staring at him but he was used to stares being directed his way. He went to stand with the other students and listened to the teachers plans for the class. Soon he found himself playing a game of football, an American sport. Yuusuke loved the game; he got to tackle the boys when he wanted to and run as much as he wished. Although he didn�t understand all of the rules, he got along quite well with the game.

After the game was over, he was congratulated on getting his team the last point for them to win. He was happy that finally he wasn�t being yelled at by the teachers or other students. Maybe this time he would actually have friends that wouldn�t like him solely because he could fight.

Suddenly, Yuusuke�s head began to hurt, causing him to fall to the ground holding his head. The other kids gathered around him as he was on the ground. Whispers around him didn�t help him come back to reality this time.

What am I seeing? Is it a memory or a dream? He saw three figures standing off into the distance. Who are they? Two stood taller than the third. They all stood with their faces turned away from him. Do I know them? �Hey!� He heard himself call out to the three who stood away from him.

The students around him had called out for them to help Yuusuke. Despite the teacher�s cry for Yuusuke, he wouldn�t come out of his anti-reality.

Then another vision shadowed his eyes but this time it wasn�t a dream like before. A fire was in this one and there was nothing but bodies laying everywhere. He found himself standing in the middle of the ring of bodies with blood on his fingers. It dripped from the tips onto the dirt beneath his fingers. Sweat ran down his face as he stared disbelieving what he saw in front of him. This cannot be real. I couldn�t have done this to so many. Yuusuke screamed out, scaring the students and the teacher. He gripped his head harder in the pain or frustration of what he was witnessing.

�NO! This cannot be real! I wouldn�t do that!� He yelled, shaking his head from side to side.

The short, dark-haired student stood to the side watching Yuusuke. He�s in so much pain. I wonder what he is seeing.

Yuusuke�s vision disappeared from his eyes, leaving him to stare into the eyes of his fellow students.

�Urameshi, are you okay?� The sensei asked, kneeling down by his side.

Slowly, unsure of his voice, he nodded and stood. He was a little shaky when he stood but he took none of the offers of help. He told them that he just wanted to be alone right now to think. Everyone watched him as he went into the school�s locker room to change.

His head still hurt but he tried not to let that bother him too much. All he wanted to do now was to lie down and not do anything otherwise. Yet he wouldn�t be allowed to do that until he went home and even then he had things to do. He couldn�t very well live in a home with no furniture or food in it, could he? As fast as he could, he changed into his regular school uniform and went to his next class. A massive headache was still with him.

The end of the day came slowly for him but he made it through his first day of regular school again. When he left the school building he found Shuuichi standing at the gate, waiting for someone.

He walked up to him and asked, �who are you waiting for?�

�My friend. We always walk home together.�

Yuusuke nodded and went to leave.

�Why don�t you wait with me then I can introduce you two,� the red-head suggested, smiling at him.

For a short time he stood there, thinking of him options. �Okay,� he replied, moving to stand beside Shuuichi with his books by his side.

It didn�t take long for the short, dark-haired boy from Yuusuke�s gym class to exit the building and walk up to the pair. Shuuichi smiled at him and nodded his head.

�Yuusuke, this is Hiei Jaganshi. Hiei, this is Yuusuke Urameshi,� Shuuichi introduced, smiling as he did so.

Hiei nodded to him, saying that they had already been introduced in a previous class. Shuuichi seemed to be happy at this news.

Yuusuke just stared at the short student, perplexed. Hiei Jaganshi. I know this name also but from where? I cannot remember the memory of him. He shook his head and nodded to him.

�Perhaps, we will see each other again tomorrow, Yuusuke.� Shuuichi stated as he pushed himself from the wall.

�Hai,� was his reply. He watched as the two started their walk from the school. I wish I could remember them and my connection to them.

Shaking his head, he started his own way home.

�Lord Koenma, I wished we didn�t have to do that to him,� Botan said, sighing as she watched Yuusuke on the monitor. �He seems so weird now that his memories of his friends were taken from him.�

�Me too, Botan, but there was little we could do,� the small toddler replied, sucking his pacifier. �But if I hadn�t have sacrificed him the worlds would be worse off then they are now. Souls would be sentenced right to Hell for no reasons and the wrong souls would be left to ruin Heaven.�

�I know but it seems too sad for him.�

�We must hope that he regains his memory so he finds the others without them telling him who they are,� he said, sighing. �We want him to kill the Makai�s new ruler but we don�t want him to do it alone. I cannot tell him who Hiei, Shuuichi and Kuwabara really are to him. This is what he must figure out on his own before the world is consumed by the demons. I only wish that there was something more I could do for him.�

�So do I, Lord Koenma.� Botan sighed and left the room, not wanting to watch Yuusuke�s face anymore.

Yuusuke opened the door to his apartment and entered the dark emptiness. A small sigh escaped his lips as he looked around once more at nothing. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing in his apartment. No books. No chairs. Not even a bed to lie on. The only things in his room were the suitcase of clothing and the album that lay on the counter by the stove. This album was the only thing he had as a clue for what he used to have long ago. If Botan or Koenma knew that he had it, they would�ve taken it away long before now. He was glad that he never told them or showed either of them the album.

He made his way passed the album and to his suitcase. Kneeling down, he removed a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt to change into. Once he was in his normal clothing and out of the school uniform he went to the counter. He opened the cover slowly and glanced down at a photo from long ago.

He couldn�t even remember any of the names to belong to anyone except Botan and Koenma. The others were a complete blur to him when he thought about it. I wish I knew their names. It pains me when I cannot place a name with each face. Then he saw the face of the red-head with the white shirt on. That�s Shuuichi! I remember him but why am I in a photo with him when I don�t know anything about him. Another face stood out to him. The man in the black, that�s Hiei! They go to my school but I�ve never remember taking this photo with them. And who are the others in the photo. I don�t�

A knock at the door startled him away from his thoughts. �Who is it?�

�It�s Shuuichi, from school.�

How�d he find out where I lived? �Hold on.� He walked over and opened the door, not even realizing that he left the photo album open to the first page. �Kon�nichi wa, Shuuichi. What are you doing here?�

�I thought I�d come say hello,� he said, smiling.

�Oh, do you want to come in?�

�Sure.� Shuuichi entered the apartment and stared in amazement. �Yuusuke, there�s nothing in here.�

�I know. I just moved in and had no time to go out and shop before I had to go to school.� Yuusuke said, closing the door when Shuuichi was in. �I was going to go later on.�

Shuuichi sighed. �Even though there�s nothing in here, it is a pretty place,� he said as he smiled at Yuusuke. �I hope you and I can become friends, Yuusuke.�

Yuusuke blinked then saw the album. He went over to it and shut the cover. Shuuichi saw his movement and went to stand by him.

�What is that?�

�Memories from my past, I think.� He replied, picking it up and holding it out in front of him. �I don�t really know.�

�May I see?� He asked, politely. �I understand if you don�t want to show me.�

Yuusuke thought about it for a moment then nodded to him. �Maybe you can help me with something.� He sat the album down and opened to the first page. �Who is everyone in here?�

Shuuichi looked at the photo. This is what Koenma was talking about. I cannot tell him anything about these people. I know what I must do to help him and that�s keep him alive in this world but�

�Shuuichi?�

�Gomen nasai, Yuusuke, but I do not recognize anyone besides yourself, Hiei and I.� He said, hoping that it was okay to say that. �I cannot think of why the photo would be taken with people whom I don�t know.�

Yuusuke sighed and nodded. �It�s okay, Shuuichi, I�m sure I will remember someday.�

Gomen, Yuusuke, but this is one thing I cannot help you with. He thought as they paged through the rest of the album. When they were done looking at the album, Shuuichi suggested that they go out for dinner and then go shopping for what Yuusuke needed. Yuusuke agreed. Once Yuusuke was ready they set off to get their dinner. Shuuichi led them to his favorite café to eat. It was a small café that not many people went to but according to Shuuichi it was the best place to eat.

Yuusuke ordered a burger and fries. Shuuichi ordered chicken and rice. While they waited for their food, they talked about what they liked to do in their free time. Yuusuke was amazed that Shuuichi only read during his free time after finishing his school work and studying. He didn�t think that that was a normal thing for teenagers to do but it worked for Shuuichi.

�My mother prides on me getting good grades,� he explained, sipping his tea. �It�s not that hard to get them either, if you study a little every night and do your work.�

�Your mom seems to care about you though from what you tell me,� Yuusuke said, looking at his cup. �I wish I had someone like that.�

�I�m sure you will have someone eventually, Yuusuke, everyone does.� Shuuichi said, smiling. �Here�s our food.�

They ate in silence. I wish it were true, Shuuichi, but I don�t think that will happen. Yuusuke sighed after taking another bite of his burger. He didn�t know what to think about Shuuichi, he was very nice but something was different about him. He didn�t smell quite human but he didn�t smell demonic either. Yuusuke didn�t know what to conclude about him. Maybe I should wait a little bit before confronting him, he thought, taking a sip of his tea.

They finished their dinner and paid. Shuuichi lead them to one of the best stores to shop for furniture. The chair they had there was comfortable but very expensive. He knew that Koenma would pay for all of the expenses of the apartment but he didn�t want the little tyke to pay too much for something. Perhaps I can get Botan to bring my old stuff to my apartment so I don�t need to by anything new.

�Is something wrong, Yuusuke?� Shuuichi asked, seeing the odd look on Yuusuke�s face.

�No, nothing�s wrong, I was just thinking that�s all,� he replied as he sat in another chair to test it out. �I like this one.�

The chair was a dark red, matching the color of dried blood in the light. It sort of resembled the chairs that the old kings used in their bedrooms. Large armrests were covered in the velvet fabric of dark red as was its back. Shuuichi stared at the chair and saw a vision of someone else in it. Someone less friendly than Yuusuke. A man with long black hair and silver eyes sat in the chair, staring out over the people below him. Long claws tapped against the wood of the chair, each made a quiet clicking noise when it touched the wood. A mean sneer covered his face.

�Yuusuke, maybe we should look somewhere else,� Shuuichi said, shaking his head.

�Why?�

�It�s getting late and my mom would want me home soon,� he replied, leading him out of the store.

Yuusuke nodded and followed him out. They walked home together, each thinking their own thoughts. Yuusuke was thinking about Shuuichi�s reaction to the chair that he liked. Shuuichi was thinking about the man he saw sitting in that chair where Yuusuke was. He didn�t like the thought of someone like that being there. That person looked scary and dangerous. I just hope it was my imagination.

�This is my house,� Yuusuke said, jogging Shuuichi from his thoughts.

�Okay, see you tomorrow.�

�Oyasumi nasai, Shuuichi.�

�Oyasumi nasai, Yuusuke.�

As Shuuichi left, Yuusuke entered his apartment and found his old stuff inside. He also saw the form of a young woman sitting on his bed.

�What do you want, Botan?� He asked, taking his jacket off.

�I brought your stuff for you, I thought you�d rather have this then go shopping for new things,� she replied, smiling.

�Thanks.�

He was silent as he went into the bathroom.

Something�s wrong, Botan thought as she stared at the bathroom door.

From inside the bathroom, Yuusuke yelled, �and nothing�s wrong, I know what you�re thinking.�

Botan fell from the bed, surprised. How did he know what I was thinking?

�You�re always thinking something�s wrong and nothing ever is,� he said through the bathroom door. �I think you should go home now.�

Botan sniffed angrily. �Fine,� and with that she left.

Yuusuke returned to an empty apartment except for the furniture. Sighing, he went and lay in his bed, hoping to fall asleep early.

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Hey that�s all for the first chapter!! What do you think? Who should die and who should live? Or should I kill anyone? I think this is gonna be my first fanfic with no Yaoi in it, maybe. I hope you all like this one. PLEASE REVIEW. There will be more to come. Watch your backs!
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