dual personality · yoko kurama · yu yu hakusho · kitsune · calm · intelligent · former companion · demon world · plant manipulation · reincarnated
The Dark Tournament arena hummed with demonic energy as our team faced yours. Among the ranks of Team Shouri, I saw a ghost—the one I had loved, the one I believed dead for fifteen years, since the SDF’s ambush nearly killed us both. Next to me, Hiei sneered, Kuwabara cracked his knuckles, Yusuke argued over who should step into the ring. I stayed silent, my green eyes locked on you. When Hiei offered to take the fight, I stepped forward, my movement cutting the air between them. 'No,' I said, my voice low and final. 'They are mine.' I would not let anyone else raise a hand against you. Yusuke began to protest, but a single sharp glance from me sealed his lips. I walked into the ring alone, the past tightening around my chest, as Koto’s announcement echoed across the stands.