This is my second Yu Yu Hakusho fic, and again it's centered around Kurama. Hope everyone who reads it will like it (and review!). Constructive critism is welcome, but if your just going to flame me, don't bother. For everyone who doesn't know, Makai is the Demon World, youkai means demon, and the Reiki Tantei are the Spirit Detectives.

*I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho*

But I do own "Attack of the Weirdos: Part Two"

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Chapter One: First Taunts

Perfect. Is that the word most used to describe him? His amazing looks gave him a following of his own, sports didn't hold him back, but maybe his best feature was his mind. He was top of his class, and the envy of many but not only that, he won many people over with his quiet, kind demeanor. At home his mother thought only good things about him. He helped in anyway he could, and didn't ask for much in return. He was a good older brother, and an excellent son.

Shuuichi Minamino. No one thought for a second that he would be mixed up with the super natural. Yet he was one of the most powerful beings in both worlds. His youkai self was famous throughout the Makai for his thieving skills. But that was a part of his life he no longer wanted.

Kurama was viewed as the most stable of all the Reiki Tantei. He was the brains of the group, and always thought of the best course of action first. Everyone thought he could handle a few bad dreams. And he could, couldn't he?
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Huff huff, continued as the scene showed a pair of feet pumping as fast as possible, running through bushes, puddles, everything.

The panting persisted as the scene moved slowly up the runners body and focused on his face, eyes over shadowed by the wet strands of hair clinging to his pale skin. Too dark to make out much of a color, all that could be seen was a look of grimace on his mouth as he tilted his head around to look behind him quickly. The scene backed up to show a shadowed figure pursuing him closely, and reaching into a pocket withdrawing an object that gave off a reflection of light....

Shuuchi's emerald eyes shot open. He sat up slowly, positioning his arm behind him, and bringing the other hand to his forehead to wipe away the red strands from his eyes. He was sweating heavily. A...nightmare? I haven't waken up in the middle of the night like this since I can't remember. Dreams don't normally affect me...I barely remember most of them. Kurama got out of his bed and walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. While the water was running out of the faucet he began thinking about his dream again, I can remember this one clearly though. It was vivid, yet foggy at the same time. What I did see was clear, but so many elements were missing. The only sound I heard was the heavy breathing of the one being chased and I could barely make out the outlines of the figures, but some of their features were so easy to see...I'm probably blowing this out of proportion though. It was just a nightmare, just a dream. Kurama finished off the cup of water and placed it in the sink quietly and headed back to his room. Before he pulled the sheets back over him and layed his head down he looked at the clock. 5:45 am. No point on going back to sleep for another few minutes just to wake up. He got off his bed again and began to get ready for school.

"How'd you sleep last night Shuuichi?" Shiori asked from the other side of their counter, tending to breakfast. He opened his mouth to say good, but then remembered the dream. "Shuuichi?" she asked again when he didn't reply.

"Okay, I woke up a little early that's all," Kurama said, I don't want to worry her with things that five year olds would be complaining about. I didn't complain about nightmares when I was, why should I start at fifteen?

"That's good, I heard you get up before six and got a little worried," She said with a small smile.

You horrible son...

"What?!" Kurama said sharply as his soft expression turned to icy cold in a split second.

"Hm? Did you say something?" Shiori asked her son absent mindedly. Kurama abandoned his search for the voice, but continued glaring from the corner of his eye.

"No, just clearing my throat mother," He answered in his normal manner. Shiori continued with their breakfast, and brought it to the table.

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"Another perfect score Mr. Minamino," the teacher congratulated in his biology class. The rest of Kurama's morning had gone off without a hitch. All the way up to sixth period.

Little Mister Perfect

"Wh-?" Kurama caught himself before his teacher and peers heard him. That voice... Kurama's eyes darted around the class room as the teacher continued handing out papers. He found nothing, just as before. Not a suspicious scent, not another sound, not a disturbance what so ever. Kurama brushed it off as a jealous student mocking him, and went back to his work.

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"Wanna go see a movie?" Yusuke asked as he and his friends passed the theater looking for something to waste time with.

"What's out?" Kurama responded.

"Uh...Attack of This, Blah blah, Don't yaddah yaddah, Return of the Care Bears. You know, the normal," Yusuke snickered.

"I don't care, either way is fine by me," Kurama said.

"I wanna see yaddah yaddah," Kuwabara joked.

"Whadda you wanna do Hiei?" Yusuke asked again.

"I'm going to leave, I don't care for your human nonsense," Hiei said.

"C'mon Hiei everyone likes movies! I bet you've never even seen one!" Yusuke taunted.

"And I don't plan on it," Hiei replied, and started to walk away. Before he got very far though Yusuke grabbed his arm and dragged him into the theater.

"Let go of me RIGHT NOW!" Hiei yelled.

"Stop drawing so much attention to yourself, Hiei," Kurama warned as Yusuke let go and started to order their tickets.

"Okay guys were watching Attack of the Weirdos," Yusuke announced.

"Attack of the Weirdos?" Kuwabara echoed.

"Yeah, they're this group of guys that have a stupid name and a stupid mission, and they're weird. And tada, they get the name weirdos, part two," Yusuke explained, then grabbed Hiei again dragging him into the room it was showing in.

Half way through the movie Kurama started to tune out the actors. Yusuke wasted our money. This movie has no plot, the actors are lifeless, and it's four hours long, he thought looking over at his friends. Hiei appeared to be asleep, Kuwabara had gone back to the snack bar for the fourth time, and Yusuke had pulled out a walkman to drown out the movie.

"Yusuke, why don't we just leave?" Kurama asked.

"Huh? You say something?" Yusuke replied, pulling off his headphones. Kurama glared.

"Let's leave," he said simply.

"Okay then HIEI WAKE UP!" Yusuke shouted. Afterwards came a flood of shhhh's and the sound of Hiei pounding his fist on Yusuke's head.
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"I'm home," Kurama walked through the door of his house. He was expecting a reply from his mother, but he didn't get one. She should have been home, it was already six o'clock. The red head walked into the kitchen and noticed a note left on the counter. He immediately recognized his mother's elegant handwriting.

Dear Shuuichi,
I had to go to the next town over for work again. I'm very sorry that I couldn't say good bye to you in person, but I didn't know where you were or what time you'd be home. I'm not sure when I'll be getting back, I have a lot of work to do before I can come home. I went shopping before I left, so there should be enough food to hold you over until I'm home. There's some money on your desk if you want to order something to eat instead. If you need anything call my work number and they'll get the message to me. Hope your doing okay, and that you'll be fine without me. I didn't get anyone to watch you, I trust that you can take care of yourself.

Love,
Mom

"I can't believe I forgot to tell her that I would be with Yusuke after school today," Kurama cursed himself. Shiori was the type of mother that worried about her child over quite a few small things, as Kurama had learned early on. "Hopefully she didn't get very worried about it...."

Not so perfect anymore are we?

"Who's there?!" Kurama yelled at no one visible, "Where is that voice coming from?" It was the same scene as last time he had heard the eerie taunting, and the time before. Nothing was out of place and everything was fine, except for Kurama.

Kurama was slightly uneasy for the rest of the night, but didn't let it bother him too much. After he ate, had his shower, and finished the last of his homework it was nine o'clock. Usually he would go to bed at ten or later, but tonight he was much more tired then he ever normally was. The Fox went around the house locking all the doors and what not and, after he made sure everything was off, layed down on his bed. Kurama stared at his ceiling and drifted to sleep slowly, leaving all of the day's bizarre events forgotten.