Yiku: HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!
Hiei: o.o;; What the hell's up with you?
Yiku: ^^ I think it's time I did something fun and random for a change! I've become too depressed with my angsty crap! SO! Heeeeeeere we go!
Disclaimers: Let's just say that all the creators will be revited.
WARNING!!!!! I've done nothing to prepare for this fic. No meditation, no soul searching, although I did do yoga last night. Anyways! Whatever happens is totally off the top of my head.
Even that crappy disclaimer. But you probably knew that.
You sneaky little devil you.
Moving on!
A tumbleweed rolled with the wind. In a town where the dust swirled to create miniature volcanoes-
"MY EYE!!! MY EYYEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Shaddup! Anyways, as the sun hangs hot in the sky, a solitary figure crosses over the horizon. The figure carries over his (or her) shoulders a weapon of mass destruction. And no, it's NOT what Saddam cooked up. That guy can go to hell.
Back on task, the figure walks to a hanging sign, which reads, "Secret Headquarters of Alcoholics Anonymous Which No One Knows About. Have A Nice Day!"
The person shrugged and walked in anyway. His (or her, dammit) eyes widened at the sight of a bar, and a jukebox blasting crappy RAP!! The person twitched an eye as he (I won't say it.) reached for the weapon. Drunkies and designated drivers alike looked up and gasped as the person unsheathed..
A Rickenbacker 4003 bass guitar!!
The person dashed over to the jukebox and whacked it, until..it no longer needed whacking. She (Hah!) wiped the sweat off her (HAH even more!) brow. She held the guitar victoriously over her head, as she declared, "I HAVE EXORCISED THE DEMONS!!!!! THIS HOUSE IS CLEAR!!"
From the back, a glass could be heard breaking as it fell to the floor. A wind blew ferociously through the open door, and blew off the Metallica beanie that had rested on her head.
Another glass was dropped as the bartender pointed an accusing finger at the newcomer. "It's you! It's-it's..wait, who are you?"
A smirk from the newcomer. She leapt onto a table, kicking off the people who obviously forgot that they weren't at home, and announced, "Beer drinkers! Anonymous alcoholics! Lend me your ears!"
Silence. Another smirk from her. "I have traversed afar over field, fountain, moor and mountain, following that.big star! That star of wonder, star of night! That star of royal beauty bright!"
"Ahh, we've heard this already from those king guys!" someone yelled.
She looked to the source and narrowed her eyes. "How dare you defy me! Who do you think you are?!"
"Funny you should ask.Yiku!!"
She gasped. "You've heard of me.I have a fan! Yay! ^^"
"Yes, you could say that..Anyway! I am..Hiei Jaganshi.of the.Jagan!"
Yiku blinked, then smiled. "Hi, Hiei!! You sound a bit drunk!"
"Oh yeah, Kurama gave me some of those red dragon things..They kick mother-fuckin ass, yo!" Hiei said as he got to his feet, stumbling a bit due to his drunken state.
"Dude! Those things are awesome! I want one." Yiku said, regret in her voice.
Suddenly, something came zooming through the open door, and Yiku reached an arm out, catching the shot glass, filled with the vile drink that is a red dragon! "Whoo-hoo!"
From outside, a voice called, "I love you, Yiku!!"
"Yeah, well..I hate you!! But, when I take over the world, your death shall be quick and painless!" Yiku yelled back.
"Okay, baby!" It sounded like he wanted to go on, but the car soon crashed and flipped over.someone laying in the middle of the road.
Yiku looked out after downing the red dragon, and leapt off the table. Hiei followed her outside, and they walked to the person. Yiku kicked it, and a familiar face looked up.
"Sheba?"
The Saiyou perked a leopard spotted-
Author Sheba: IT'S NOT A LEOPARD, IT'S A CHEETAH!!!
Author Yiku: Fine!
Anywho, the Saiyou perked up a cheetah-spotted ear at the sound of her name. She rolled over onto her back, and shielded her eyes from the blinding sun. She saw Yiku.and a small black thing standing next to her. "Yo, what up with ye?"
A cell phone rang, as Sheba looked at her hip. She picked it up, and answered it. "Hello?...No, I told you! I don't have a refridgerator! I'm in the fucking desert!!..No I don't wanna go to Hawaii!"
Yiku and Hiei blinked down at her. "Sheba, what're you doin down there?" Yiku asked.
Sheba lifted her head up, and looked around. "Oh.I dunno. But I think I just killed that guy."
Yiku fwapped her. "Dammit, Sheba! We can't have that! I was supposed to kill him when I took over the world! Dammit!"
"Oh well, that's just something that you won't havta do later! See? I did you a favor, jackass", Sheba said as she stood.
Yiku blinked a bit as Sheba staggered and looked to the sun. She turned sober, and said, "Yiku, I've been summoned again."
Yiku gasped and fell over onto Hiei, who hadn't expected to this, and the two hit the pavement. The Saikal quickly got to her feet. "Summoned? Oh dear."
"Yes. I must go off into the unknown, and search again..for the Holy Grail, of Yu Yu Hakusho", she said solemnly.
In the background, dramatic music could be heard, then the deafening screech of violin strings as big yellow bunnies conquered the music room. FYI, the bunnies aren't on our side.
Hiei lifted his head toward Sheba. "Oh no, you mean..?"
Sheba then noticed him. "Oh, hi Hiei", she greeted, earning a nod back. "Anyways, yes, tis true. They have summoned me. I cannot resist!! I must go and find it, lest they take away my pockies."
"And we can't have that", Yiku added.
Sheba's eyes lit up. "So you'll help me?" she asked.
Hiei's eye twitched as the two girls pulled two equally pathetic puupy-dog faces. Hiei twitched almost uncontrollably, until he shouted, "FINE! I guess I'll..help."
Yiku smiled as she hugged him. "Thank you, Hiei!" she said as Hiei tried to pull her off.
Sheba spoke again. "We will need more people. But! We shall meet them all on our way!"
"Where are we going?" Hiei asked as they began to walk east.
"Off on another great adventure! Come on Slappy!!" Yiku cried as she took hold of Hiei's wrist.
And with that they all ran, until Yiku tripped, and took Sheba and Hiei down with her..along with the set.
Director: Cut! Cut! Okay people, that's enough for today!
A bell rings as everyone prepares to go home. The director pulls Yiku off to the side.
Director: Yiku, that was great, until you tripped. Okay, that was the fifth time we've done that scene.
Yiku: ^^;; I'm trying my best, but Hiei keeps tripping me! ~points at Hiei, who stops in his tracks~
Hiei: No, that's all you, dude. I'm sick of doing that scene!
Director: Ah well, it can be there for comic relief I suppose. Although, the stage managers probably won't be too happy.
Stage managers: ~glare and growl at Yiku from a darkened corner~
Yiku: Eh heh..
Director: Alright, everyone, go home!
Yiku: ~looks at the camera~ Viewers, please review, like the critics you are. Please! The director's insane! He won't continue without some comments from critics like you.
Bye bye!
[Yiku sama]
Hiei: o.o;; What the hell's up with you?
Yiku: ^^ I think it's time I did something fun and random for a change! I've become too depressed with my angsty crap! SO! Heeeeeeere we go!
Disclaimers: Let's just say that all the creators will be revited.
WARNING!!!!! I've done nothing to prepare for this fic. No meditation, no soul searching, although I did do yoga last night. Anyways! Whatever happens is totally off the top of my head.
Even that crappy disclaimer. But you probably knew that.
You sneaky little devil you.
Moving on!
A tumbleweed rolled with the wind. In a town where the dust swirled to create miniature volcanoes-
"MY EYE!!! MY EYYEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Shaddup! Anyways, as the sun hangs hot in the sky, a solitary figure crosses over the horizon. The figure carries over his (or her) shoulders a weapon of mass destruction. And no, it's NOT what Saddam cooked up. That guy can go to hell.
Back on task, the figure walks to a hanging sign, which reads, "Secret Headquarters of Alcoholics Anonymous Which No One Knows About. Have A Nice Day!"
The person shrugged and walked in anyway. His (or her, dammit) eyes widened at the sight of a bar, and a jukebox blasting crappy RAP!! The person twitched an eye as he (I won't say it.) reached for the weapon. Drunkies and designated drivers alike looked up and gasped as the person unsheathed..
A Rickenbacker 4003 bass guitar!!
The person dashed over to the jukebox and whacked it, until..it no longer needed whacking. She (Hah!) wiped the sweat off her (HAH even more!) brow. She held the guitar victoriously over her head, as she declared, "I HAVE EXORCISED THE DEMONS!!!!! THIS HOUSE IS CLEAR!!"
From the back, a glass could be heard breaking as it fell to the floor. A wind blew ferociously through the open door, and blew off the Metallica beanie that had rested on her head.
Another glass was dropped as the bartender pointed an accusing finger at the newcomer. "It's you! It's-it's..wait, who are you?"
A smirk from the newcomer. She leapt onto a table, kicking off the people who obviously forgot that they weren't at home, and announced, "Beer drinkers! Anonymous alcoholics! Lend me your ears!"
Silence. Another smirk from her. "I have traversed afar over field, fountain, moor and mountain, following that.big star! That star of wonder, star of night! That star of royal beauty bright!"
"Ahh, we've heard this already from those king guys!" someone yelled.
She looked to the source and narrowed her eyes. "How dare you defy me! Who do you think you are?!"
"Funny you should ask.Yiku!!"
She gasped. "You've heard of me.I have a fan! Yay! ^^"
"Yes, you could say that..Anyway! I am..Hiei Jaganshi.of the.Jagan!"
Yiku blinked, then smiled. "Hi, Hiei!! You sound a bit drunk!"
"Oh yeah, Kurama gave me some of those red dragon things..They kick mother-fuckin ass, yo!" Hiei said as he got to his feet, stumbling a bit due to his drunken state.
"Dude! Those things are awesome! I want one." Yiku said, regret in her voice.
Suddenly, something came zooming through the open door, and Yiku reached an arm out, catching the shot glass, filled with the vile drink that is a red dragon! "Whoo-hoo!"
From outside, a voice called, "I love you, Yiku!!"
"Yeah, well..I hate you!! But, when I take over the world, your death shall be quick and painless!" Yiku yelled back.
"Okay, baby!" It sounded like he wanted to go on, but the car soon crashed and flipped over.someone laying in the middle of the road.
Yiku looked out after downing the red dragon, and leapt off the table. Hiei followed her outside, and they walked to the person. Yiku kicked it, and a familiar face looked up.
"Sheba?"
The Saiyou perked a leopard spotted-
Author Sheba: IT'S NOT A LEOPARD, IT'S A CHEETAH!!!
Author Yiku: Fine!
Anywho, the Saiyou perked up a cheetah-spotted ear at the sound of her name. She rolled over onto her back, and shielded her eyes from the blinding sun. She saw Yiku.and a small black thing standing next to her. "Yo, what up with ye?"
A cell phone rang, as Sheba looked at her hip. She picked it up, and answered it. "Hello?...No, I told you! I don't have a refridgerator! I'm in the fucking desert!!..No I don't wanna go to Hawaii!"
Yiku and Hiei blinked down at her. "Sheba, what're you doin down there?" Yiku asked.
Sheba lifted her head up, and looked around. "Oh.I dunno. But I think I just killed that guy."
Yiku fwapped her. "Dammit, Sheba! We can't have that! I was supposed to kill him when I took over the world! Dammit!"
"Oh well, that's just something that you won't havta do later! See? I did you a favor, jackass", Sheba said as she stood.
Yiku blinked a bit as Sheba staggered and looked to the sun. She turned sober, and said, "Yiku, I've been summoned again."
Yiku gasped and fell over onto Hiei, who hadn't expected to this, and the two hit the pavement. The Saikal quickly got to her feet. "Summoned? Oh dear."
"Yes. I must go off into the unknown, and search again..for the Holy Grail, of Yu Yu Hakusho", she said solemnly.
In the background, dramatic music could be heard, then the deafening screech of violin strings as big yellow bunnies conquered the music room. FYI, the bunnies aren't on our side.
Hiei lifted his head toward Sheba. "Oh no, you mean..?"
Sheba then noticed him. "Oh, hi Hiei", she greeted, earning a nod back. "Anyways, yes, tis true. They have summoned me. I cannot resist!! I must go and find it, lest they take away my pockies."
"And we can't have that", Yiku added.
Sheba's eyes lit up. "So you'll help me?" she asked.
Hiei's eye twitched as the two girls pulled two equally pathetic puupy-dog faces. Hiei twitched almost uncontrollably, until he shouted, "FINE! I guess I'll..help."
Yiku smiled as she hugged him. "Thank you, Hiei!" she said as Hiei tried to pull her off.
Sheba spoke again. "We will need more people. But! We shall meet them all on our way!"
"Where are we going?" Hiei asked as they began to walk east.
"Off on another great adventure! Come on Slappy!!" Yiku cried as she took hold of Hiei's wrist.
And with that they all ran, until Yiku tripped, and took Sheba and Hiei down with her..along with the set.
Director: Cut! Cut! Okay people, that's enough for today!
A bell rings as everyone prepares to go home. The director pulls Yiku off to the side.
Director: Yiku, that was great, until you tripped. Okay, that was the fifth time we've done that scene.
Yiku: ^^;; I'm trying my best, but Hiei keeps tripping me! ~points at Hiei, who stops in his tracks~
Hiei: No, that's all you, dude. I'm sick of doing that scene!
Director: Ah well, it can be there for comic relief I suppose. Although, the stage managers probably won't be too happy.
Stage managers: ~glare and growl at Yiku from a darkened corner~
Yiku: Eh heh..
Director: Alright, everyone, go home!
Yiku: ~looks at the camera~ Viewers, please review, like the critics you are. Please! The director's insane! He won't continue without some comments from critics like you.
Bye bye!
[Yiku sama]