Ok! Well, here is a new story from yours truly. My last one was taken down for some inane reason that I'm not terribly pleased about, but lately I've been working on this one. Here's hoping you all like it!

DISCLAIMER: Ok, I'm only saying this once, because it really annoys me. I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. If I did, the series would not have ended where it did. So there.

Let the story begin!

Breathe in through you nose, out through your mouth. Repeat until calm. Raise the bow, dock the arrow. Aim at the target. Loose the arrow. Lower the bow. Exhale. Rinse and repeat.

That's my typical after school routine. I shoot while my two best friends/brothers talked, wrestled and tried to distract me. Numerous times I have had to aim at them to get them to shut up. I shaved off a bit of Kazuma's hair once, and damn, was he ever pissed. Yusuke and I were laughing like hell though.

Seeing as how I'm not athletic, archery is a close as I get to sports. That and yoga. The dorks (Kazuma and Yusuke) have been telling me that they were going to toughen me up. Never have. I already know that I don't have to outrun whoever's chasing me. I have to outrun the poor sap that got stuck behind me. The boys are convinced that I'd be the killer in the horror movie, considering how I think. They wouldn't be dead though, I love them too much.

I retrieved my arrows, clearing up and putting everything away. Fun fact: my bow is made form someone Yu's size. I'm 5 feet tall. He's 5 foot 7. It's a big freaking bow.

"You done Ri-ri?" Yusuke asked. I nodded. "Well then, we'll walk you home. Right, Kuwabara?"

"Right. It's a man's job to take care of his little sister!" the orange haired giant announced. Ah, the wonderful sayings of that boy. I love you Kazuma!

I shrugged. "It's fine, guys. Just go on home." I started off on my own. Yusuke grabbed onto the back of my sweater, forcing me to stop. I glared back at him. They walked me home. You'd think I'd have learned to stop trying to get them to let me walk home alone. After all, "the dark is a bad place for kids", as Yusuke puts it. I love the dark. I'm one of those irrational people that run into trouble, love things that scare other people and hold their fingers in a cross in front of J. Crew. Yeah, I've done it. It was freaking funny!

We got to my apartment. My mom tried to give the boys tea, my kid sister hid in the living room. I kicked them out. No need for prolonged interaction with my adopted family. I keep everyone away from them as much as possible. They are polar opposites of me, and even though I love them, it scares me. They're just so cheery! It's not right!

I went into my room, a small white room with a black bed, desk and a very bright color block dresser. A bookshelf stood in a corner, almost overflowing with all of my books. I sat at my desk, doing some of my weekend homework on my laptop. It was about 11 when I finished. After that, I snuck out. As usual. Everyone was asleep, so they'd never know. I'm a night owl, so sue me.

The local park was my destination. I parkoured over the playground equipment, trying to see how high I could get. I'd gotten to the top of the entire thing before I heard a crack of thunder. At that exact moment, a downpour started. I sighed and climbed down. Walking home in the rain was nice. Not something I got to do on a regular basis. Too many monsters lurking in the dark. I was pissed off by that. I can't enjoy the dark while I'm running for my life.

Speaking of, RUN! A huge, ugly green thing chased after me. I couldn't go home with that monstrosity following me. I chose to do the logical thing: hide in a tree until ugly gets bored.

That would've worked too. If ugly hadn't snapped the tree in half. Thank God I could blame that on the storm. I'd never run so fast in my life. They say humans can lift a truck if they're scared enough, or if they were Chuck Norris. I vaguely wondered if that would apply to me. I'm no Chuck, but I was pretty fucking scared.

"Jhoder, jhoder, jhoder, jhoder…" I mumbled, running as fast as possible. That's Spanish for "fuck", by the way. My favorite over-used curse word.

Why hasn't this guy lost interest yet? I thought frantically. Normally I could shake them off, or they just got bored. This was going to be a big problem. I'd ended up in that same park. I scaled to the top of the equipment. Not smart in a storm, I know, but cut me some slack, I was about to get eaten alive or something equally gruesome. It was a miracle he hadn't even scratched me yet. I was just out of Ugly's reach, and if I fell I was screwed. That is, if the lightning didn't get me first.

I was saying my prayers until I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey Ugly!" they yelled. "Eat this!" A glowing blue shot hit Ugly right in the chest. He went down. I hoped, and I know this is mean to say, that he was dead. I looked towards the voice.

"Rhys!" Yusuke yelled. "Are you ok?" He ran at me through sheets of rain.

I glared at him. "Are you stupid? I was being chased by something that makes Kazuma look like Halle Berry! Of course I'm not ok!"

Yusuke just grinned and held out his hand. "Whatever, kid. Jump! I'll take you home."

"Are you going to explain what that ugly-ass thing was? And why you of all people showed up?" He nodded.

"Tomorrow. I promise." I nodded and jumped. He caught me and put me on his back. I was piggy-backed to my lovely apartment. We went around back and through the window, since Yusuke knew I snuck out. Smart boy. "Kay, sleep tight. I'll come and get you tomorrow. Or, today I guess. Love you."

"Love you to, Yusuke." Then he was gone. He, Kazuma and I say that all the time. "I love you." It's just our way of showing we're family. It's always been our thing.

I got changed out of my wet clothes, hanging them up. I put of soft black pajamas covered in little moons and stars. A few deep breathes, and I'd fallen asleep.

I was so going to kill him tomorrow.

There you are! I'll be updating weekly if I can. Please review, but let's be civil. No body likes flames.

~Luna